Chapter 128 (1/2)

Frightened, With a Gaze Full of Resentment

“Yao Yao, I really love you. I didn’t send these assassins! Can you believe me?”

Yanmo Han wanted to step forward, but unexpectedly there was a sword on the side of his neck, and he stopped abruptly. His neck hurt a lot and he was scratched to the point that blood oozed from the drawn blade.

Yanmo Han looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

The tingling sensation at his neck clearly indicated that if he took another step, Qin Buyao may really cut his neck!

At this moment, he was very afraid. He wasn’t afraid of death as he was someone who already died before.

What he was afraid of was Qin Buyao’s eyes.

Qin Buyao really hated him and wanted to kill him on the spot.

“Why, why do you look at me like this? Hasn’t the emperor known that I am Qin Buyao since the first day?”1

Nan Xun’s eyes and words were full of ridicule. “Now that the emperor has teased enough, will he directly kill me? If you still want to see me in agony, the emperor should get out of my Chi Mu Palace first. Otherwise, I’m afraid that I will stab your heart with this sword, then wipe my neck!”2

Yanmo Han’s expression changed greatly, and he shouted, “Don’t be impulsive Yao Yao! I’ll just go, I’ll go!”

He left step by step and looked back. Soon several black shadows arrived and quietly disposed of the bodies in the yard. Even the blood on the ground was cleaned up by them.

The courtyard was quiet, as if everything was just a dream, like nothing had just happened.

But Nan Xun knew that something had happened, and things couldn’t go back to how they were.

Cuihuan cried loudly on the side. She obviously couldn’t accept this fact. Why did Yan Han, the gongzi who loved her family’s Niang Niang so much, suddenly become the emperor?

They all used to speak ill of the emperor in front of Yan Han gongzi. In his eyes, did he look at them as if they were clowns in a drama?

Is this really the emperor playing with her Niang Niang? What should her family’s Niang Niang do?

Nan Xun patted the little maid on the shoulder and lightly said: “I’m fine. It’s late at night. Let’s go to sleep.”

Cuihuan sniffled and watched as her family’s Niang Niang entered the inner hall, as if nothing bothered her. Then laid on the bed with her clothes.

How sad do you have to be, to pretend that you don’t care about anything? Was her heart bleeding?

Nan Xun felt tired after a while, and she gasped in bed lightly.

Little eight quickly asked, “Dear, are you okay? Why do I think your emotions are a bit turbulent?”

Nan Xun explained: “It’s okay. It’s just that I’m too deep in the drama and can’t come out for a while.”

She imagined Qin Buyao was madly in love with Yan Han. At this time, when his identity was revealed, she will definitely be in a state of emotional collapse.

“Motherfucker, little eight, you say, if I was really Qin Buyao, would I have fallen in love with the emperor? I was really in a bad mood just now and wanted to kill people.”

Little eight: “… Uh, didn’t you say that the emperor is a stupid hooligan? I think it was inevitable that Qin Buyao would fall in love with him, but fortunately, you’re not Qin Buyao.”3

Nan Xun yawned, turned over and fell asleep.

Little Eight: …

It’s really a big heart.

Nan Xun was speculating about what Yanmo Han’s next actions would be, but she didn’t have to. The next day, a eunuch came to deliver an imperial edict.