Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

Shen Xiangju came over and looked at the back door of his house.

I'm sure this is the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He really couldn't think of any reason for Ye Yichun to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Ye Yichun: "Why are you there?"

Although Shen Xiangju had many questions in his mind, he answered his question first, "I made an appointment with Xie Yuan to eat out."

Ye Yichun nodded, "So that's it."

"What about you? Why are you here?"

Ye Yichun's expression was natural, "I heard that the Prime Minister's Mansion is busy with wedding matters today. I came over to see how busy it was. I didn't expect you to be away from home."

Shen Xiangju was silent.

Ye Yichun stopped talking.

There is a hint of weirdness in the air.

Until Shen Xiangju said, "Do you like the prince?"

Ye Yichun was stunned for a moment, but the sound reached his mouth but he couldn't spit it out.

He didn't want to deny it.

And he suddenly thought, what is he afraid of?

He just likes the prince, this is a fact, there is no need to lie.

Ye Yichun smiled slightly, as calmly as if he was provoking, "Yes, I like the prince."

The night is dotted with stars, quiet and peaceful.

When Shen Xiangqu was walking in the garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he was not in a bad mood, but there was always a sense of sadness.

He didn't expect that Ye Yichun also liked Mu Qing.

Never heard him say that before.

It seems that this friend cannot be made.

-

Mu Qing solved the plague in Jiadu County and returned to Beijing.

The wedding was the next day.

In the early morning, there were huge crowds of people and the streets were empty.

Mu Qing was riding a tall horse, wearing a red wedding dress, with her silver hair pulled down low, and her whole body had a cool, fairy-like and evil temperament.

Before they even got close to the Prime Minister's Mansion, they heard a loud noise coming from the front.

The butler who was following him frowned.

There is no room for trouble today.

Soon a guard returned to Mu Qing and reported in a low voice, "Your Majesty, something happened to Mr. Shen..."

Mu Qing's expression did not change after listening to what she said.

The wedding team continued to move forward and gradually approached the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion. They saw many people surrounding the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, with an open space in the middle.

The young man stood there, also wearing a red wedding dress, his hair was messy, as if it had been tied up and then spread out, with only a thin back.

He lowered his head, as if abandoned by the whole world, and looked particularly pitiful.

Countless eyes were directed at him like a tide, showing disgust, resentment, and deep hatred.

"Bah, someone like you is not worthy of the prince!"

"It's better that you don't marry into the prince's palace and slander the prince. Now you have committed suicide by drowning yourself in the river. Let us praise you for your courage."

"What's wrong with our prince? He insulted our prince like this on his wedding day. Why don't you die?!"

"Slut! I put your poems on the bedside and read them every day. You should die as soon as possible!"

All kinds of even more unpleasant insults were attacking Shen Xiangju like knives.

"I want to avenge the prince!"

After the man finished speaking, he picked up the stone on the ground and threw it at Shen Xiangju.

"Boom-"

There was a muffled sound, hitting him in the forehead.

Bloody red liquid flowed from the wound, flowing down his pale face, and slowly dripped down to his chin.

Someone started, and the others scrambled to pick up everything at hand and throw it at him.

Ye Yichun stood inside the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, watching this scene very indifferently, and then gradually raised the corners of his bright red lips.

Shen Xuejun wanted to rush over but was pulled back, so she could only shout: "Hey, that's enough, you don't want your life. This is the eldest son of my Shen family!"

The man who pulled him quickly taught him a lesson, "Don't talk!"

This man is Shen Xuejun's father.

Shen Xuejun looked at his father in disbelief.

The beautiful man was very indifferent, even a little proud that made Shen Xuejun's whole body shiver.

Shen Xuejun looked at her mother again, "Mom, please say something!"

Prime Minister Shen stood with his hands behind his hands, covering the pain in his eyes, and said coldly: "Until the matter is found out, this is what he deserves. We will wait until the prince comes to talk about everything."

Shen Xiangju listened to their voices and slowly clenched his fists.

I know my mother is doing the right thing.

Everyone thought that he openly did such a thing on the wedding day, which was tantamount to putting Mu Qing's face on the ground.

If his mother protects him now and the prince doesn't believe him and blames him, the entire Prime Minister's Palace will be implicated.

So I could only push him out.

Although I know that I have not been completely abandoned, I still...

Various hard and sharp objects hit him, causing injuries one after another. But what hurt more than his body was his heart.

This feeling of being rejected and targeted by everyone is despairing.

Mu Qing sat on the horse and watched from a high place, feeling a sense of familiarity in her heart. Her eyes darkened, and she pulled the reins and continued to move forward.

"Okay, okay, stop now, the prince is here."

Shen Xiangju lowered his head, his eyelashes were thick and long, covering his eyes, making it difficult to see the expression on his face. When he heard this sentence, his eyes suddenly flashed with a flickering light.

The sound of horse hooves came from behind, hitting people's hearts muffledly, as if there was a kind of power, and everyone unconsciously became quiet.

Shen Xiangju slowly turned around and looked up.

His beautiful little face was as pale as paper, without any blood. He looked up at Mu Qing on the horse, his eyes were wet, as if there had been a mist.

There was a big gash on his forehead, and red blood flowed down his face. The bright red color made his skin even paler.

Much like a hurt, helpless and pitiful little animal on the street.

Mu Qing looked away calmly, raised her eyes, and scanned the faces of the people at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion one by one.

Ye Yichun, Shen Pianjun...

Stared by her deep gaze, the two of them lowered their heads subconsciously.

"You are bullying my lord like this?"

Hearing what she said, the people who had just attacked Shen Xiangju retreated in fear.

Why did the prince react like this?

It goes without saying that no matter what Mr. Shen did, he was still the prince's fiancé.

Didn't they offend the prince now?

There is another person who is as scared as they are.

A gorgeously dressed woman crawled out of the Prime Minister's Mansion and knelt down in front of Mu Qingma.

"Your Highness, forgive me!"

She slapped herself in the face, and half of her face suddenly swelled up. "I was confused and made a mistake. I really didn't mean it. I just drank two glasses of wine. Who knew I was so drunk? Seeing Shen Shen The young master just became lustful..."

The woman's clothes were disheveled, and her exposed shoulders and chest had some traces of provocation.

Shen Xiangju's eyes were red, and his hands in his sleeves were squeezed together tightly, trembling uncontrollably.

The woman slapped herself several times in succession without hearing Mu Qing's voice, and raised her head cautiously.

Mu Qing's face was emotionless, and he really couldn't tell what she was thinking.

An ordinary person would probably be furious to death by now.

When she came to welcome her on her wedding day, her fiancé turned out to be an innocent person.

Don't you care?

The woman was so bold that she swallowed her saliva and couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, this, this Mr. Shen is already married to me and is already mine. Why don't you, Your Majesty, just give him up?" I……"