Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 332 Yunhu is not happy ([-])
On the day An Wang left, the spring was cold, and there were many snowflakes in the sky.

The empress has never valued this daughter very much, and this time she didn't even try to save face, and directly sent a servant to spread the word that she should cultivate herself and be sensible in the future, and not cause trouble.

King An scoffed at this sentence.

The prince wanted to come here today to challenge King An, but because he was still in confinement, he had no choice but to let it go.

"Queen, go back!"

Wang An looked relaxed: "Maybe I will have a chance to come back in the future."

After subduing the gangsters, she will recruit troops and attack back to the imperial city.

Everyone has ambitions, and she is no exception.

There was mist in Empress Feng's eyes, he opened his mouth to say something, but for some reason, he didn't say anything in the end.

In his opinion, this chance is really too slim.

Guanshan is far away, and there are four seasons of cold and heat, and it takes a year and a half to go there.

If you want to return to Beijing, you must have the queen's customs clearance certificate.

Is the queen willing to let King An go back?

Naturally he refused.

Since the child was born, he has been made things difficult.

"Let's go!"

Empress Feng opened her mouth.

"Mother."

Wang An reached out and hugged him tightly: "I'm leaving."

Feeling the foreign object in her hand, Queen Feng paused.

"Be careful, Prince." An Wang said softly.

Empress Feng was surrounded by the eyes of the empress, and she could only use this opportunity to deliver news.

Empress Feng nodded imperceptibly.

"Your Highness, it's time to go."

The queen's valet hurriedly urged: "The snow is heavy, and the mountain road is getting more and more difficult to walk. I'm afraid I'll miss the hour."

Wang An fixed a glance at her, his eyes were cold.

The servant was trembling when she saw her, but in consideration of the Queen's order, he still insisted on persuading him: "Mr. Feng is not feeling well..."

"Okay, let's go!"

Empress Feng said softly.

He already knew that he couldn't keep it.

That person will take away what he cares about little by little, so that he can only rely on that person.

"Mother, there will be a period later."

King An got on his horse and drove the horse forward.

Seeing that he listened in, the valet breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, she can also do business with the queen.

Empress Feng stared blankly at the back that was getting further and further away, a gleam of crystal light slipped quietly in her eyes, dripped down her cheeks, and soon disappeared.

"Let's go!"

He straightened his back, turned around and returned to the deep palace that made him despair.

"Yes."

The servant didn't dare to be negligent, and followed behind him cautiously, for fear of making mistakes.

Prince's Mansion.

"Your Highness, King An is gone."

The spies sent out respectfully knelt on the ground to report.

"Has the Queen Mother gone?"

The prince was looking down at the map, and asked without looking back.

"No, His Majesty only sends close attendants who serve by his side."

Hearing this, the Prince smiled happily on his face.

"I knew it would be like this."

No matter how satisfied the empress is with An Wang for the past half month, she will not change her mind and let An Wang stay.

King An is doomed to stay in the Northwest Zhidi for the rest of his life.

"I see what else are you arguing with me?"

The prince smiled complacently.

For the past half month, she has lived in an extremely aggrieved manner.

No matter what she did, the empress would compare King An with her, and she was full of fear in her words, but she valued Wang An even more, which made her almost suspect that the empress wanted to change her.

Thinking of this, the prince shook his head.

This is simply not possible.

If the empress really wanted to support King An to the throne, she would not have been allowed to be the crown prince in the first place.

Unless the empress intends to hone King An, use her as a whetstone.

But this...

"Your Highness."

"Your Highness."

The thoughts that the prince had finally gathered were interrupted again.

The thought just now flashed by, too fast to be noticed.

"What's the proper way to make a scene in front of Your Highness?"

Chang frowns and reprimands.

"Your Highness, my minister..."

The servant looked at Chang Wei at the side, and faltered for a long time.

"Chang Wei, you go down!"

The prince understands.

"Your Highness."

Chang Wei suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

This feeling is the last time...

"Go down."

There was no joy or anger in the prince's tone.

Chang Wei had no choice but to leave reluctantly, before leaving, he gave the servant a hard look.

She remembered.

The waiter was terrified by her seeing him, wishing he could shrink himself into a quail.

"Have you done what you were told?"

The prince glanced at her.

It's been half a month, and it's time to think clearly, do you want a son or power?
"It's done."

The waiter was ruthless, gritted his teeth and said.

Compared with a son, prosperity and wealth are more important.

If the crown prince ascends to the throne in the future, no matter how bad Yunyao is, she can become a concubine, and then her status will naturally rise to the top of everyone.

"Okay, I'll send people there tonight."

The prince nodded, very satisfied with the servant's actions.

That night.

The dungeon was full of gloom, and the rats were scurrying around, making rustling noises.

Yun Yao curled up in the corner, only wearing unlined clothing, trembling violently.

This half month has ruined all his pride.

Just because of the queen's words, he was thrown into the prison.

Yun Yao knew how good power is before, but she didn't fully understand how good power is until that day.

He wants to gain power, and the only one he can rely on at present is the prince.

Prince.

Yun Yao thought silently.

He must hold fast to this life-saving straw.

"Yaoer."

The sudden bright light made Yun Yao unable to open her eyes.

By the time he realized it, she was already in someone's arms.

"Yao'er, you have suffered."

The prince is affectionate.

"Your Highness?" Yun Yao couldn't believe it.

"It's all my fault that I'm not good enough to make you suffer."

Looking at the disheveled Yunyao, the prince couldn't hide his guilt.

"I know His Highness has his own difficulties."

Yun Yao's voice was gentle, and there was no trace of blame on her face.

Seeing him like this, the prince felt even more uncomfortable.

She snapped her fingers lightly, and the people hiding in the dark understood, and immediately moved an unconscious man over, and loosened the shackles on Yunyao's hands and feet by the way.

"Your Highness, who is he?"

Yun Yao was puzzled.

"Substitute, he will replace your identity from now on."

The prince's tone was light.

Yun Yao stared at that person closely, the more she looked at him, the more familiar she became.

"Yun Yao?"

Yun Yao's pupils shrunk slightly, and her nails dug into her flesh unconsciously.

He is not stupid, and quickly figured out the key to the matter.

"Let's go!"

The prince didn't understand Yunyao's complex emotions and urged him to leave.

"Save... me, I am... Yun... Yao."

The man on the ground woke up, recognized Yun Yao at a glance, and desperately called for help.

Yun Yao panicked for a moment, pretended not to know anything, and left quickly.

Seeing his back getting farther and farther away, Yun Yao's face turned gray little by little.

(End of this chapter)