On our wedding night, he personally sent me to the Regent's bed

Chapter 482: Yanyan's soup is the best in the world

The voice was as soft as a mosquito: "Your Majesty, please...please accept it."

Lu Yanfu bowed with her legs slightly bent. She found that her knees had begun to tremble. The cruel Pei Mochen still did not say anything in response, nor did he take the sachet from her hand.

Lu Yan felt a little aggrieved and couldn't help but trembled and said, "Prince? Prince, don't you like me... cough, cough, cough... Prince, Prince, you..."

Pei Mochen grabbed Lu Yan's neck with one hand, with cruelty in his eyes.

"Princess Beimo, what is your purpose in coming to Dafeng? I don't need to tell you, you know it better than anyone else."

"For the sake of peace between our two countries, I will not punish you for the time being. But if you have any dirty thoughts again, I will take off your head and let your envoy take it back personally."

Lu Yan: "Third Prince, I, I..."

Pei Mochen narrowed his eyes and continued to increase the strength of his palm, "If you mess with my Yanyan again, be careful or I will break your neck right now."

"Cough cough cough... Third Prince, please spare my life, Third Prince, it's unjust." Lu Yan's lips had begun to turn purple, and she was forced to shed physiological tears.

"Prince Chen, Third Prince, Yan'er really doesn't know what you mean? I am wronged, wronged."

Pei Mochen snorted coldly, with contempt showing at the corner of his mouth.

"Who set the fire in the side hall last night? And who tricked Yanyan to the scene? Princess Beimo, do you need me to explain it to you?"

Thinking that Mu Wanyan was almost burned to death in the house, "Crack, crack, crack--" Pei Mochen's fingers continued to exert force, he wished he could get rid of Lu Yan immediately.

"Pitter-patter, tick-titter--" The air in Lu Yan's lungs was getting less and less. She shivered and urinated.

Pei Mochen frowned in disgust and threw her out with a "bang".

"The envoys from the Northern Desert are still in Dafeng, so I will not touch you for now. But if you dare to have an evil thought again, I will make you know how to regret it."

"Hu, hu, hu——" Lu Yan, who breathed fresh air again, didn't care about her own embarrassment and started crying loudly to Pei Mochen.

"Your Majesty, you have wronged me. I came all the way to Dafeng because I love you."

She looked at Pei Mochen pitifully, "I have heard of the Third Prince's reputation since I was in my boudoir. This is Yan'er's main purpose for coming to Dafeng Kingdom."

Oh no, I came here for the gunpowder depot, could it be that Pei Mochen, this venomous snake, saw through me?

Does the Emperor of Dafeng know about this? Does he have any suspicion about me?

Thinking of this, Lu Yan immediately burst into tears. "This is such a huge injustice. I, Lu Yan, don't even dare to kill a chicken on weekdays."

"I have never killed a chicken or a duck, or even stepped on an ant, so how could I set fire to someone?"

"Heh——" Pei Mochen almost laughed out of anger at Lu Yan.

"You don't kill chickens and ducks, but you kill people!"

"It's unfair, it's snowing in July, I'm innocent." Lu Yan suddenly hugged Pei Mochen's arm.

"Your Majesty, please do not listen to other people's one-sided words. I did not set the fire, nor did I send a strong man with syphilis to destroy Mu Wanyan's innocence..."

"How do you know there were two other men in the fire last night?" Pei Yuxiao walked over from the crowd without knowing when.

He walked towards Lu Yan step by step, his eyes full of murderous intent, "Besides, how do you know that the two men are suffering from syphilis?"

At this time, more and more people gathered around.

Pei Yuxiao: "Someone blocked all the news about the fire last night, and Yanyan and Xiangqin didn't reveal anything. Princess Beimo, how did you know?"

"I, I, I..." Lu Yan was speechless and stepped back step by step.

"I'm just guessing. I don't know anything."

"Guess?" Pei Yuxiao snorted coldly and threw a stack of letters between Lu Yan and his country's envoys at her.

"Marry the prince of Dafeng, get his gunpowder, strengthen the Northern Desert, and then destroy it."

Pei Yuxiao read out the words one by one: "Princess Beimo, these were all found in your room. Can you confirm whether it is your handwriting? Hmm?"

Lu Yan kept shaking her head, "No, no, I made a mistake, I made a mistake."

Pei Yuxiao: "Too cruel, Northern Desert Spy. Tell me, how do you want to die? Choose a way to die yourself today."

He frowned, "I will leave you an intact body."

Pei Mochen, who was standing by, watched Pei Yuxiao calmly produce evidence, and then force Lu Yan to confess bit by bit.

He is calm and composed, yet decisive in doing things, and there is indeed some charm in his style of doing things.

He looked around quickly, fortunately his Yanyan was not here, fortunately she did not see Pei Yuxiao's decisive side.

Seeing that he was in the wrong, Lu Yan's face turned pale and even his tongue became tied. "I...I...I..."

Suddenly, she straightened her chest, glared, and lifted her skirt.

Loudly: "Ah, ah, ah, Arillo, Ah Yalu, ah ah ah... ah, ha ha ha ha ah ah ah ah -"

She swayed her body from side to side, stared with her eyes wide open, held her head high, and actually sang the local war song loudly in front of everyone.

Lu Yan's maids responded one after another: "Ahhhhhh, hahahaha, Alilu, Aria..."

Lu Yan: “Ahhhhhhh…”

Maids: "Chachachacha-cha-cha-cha--"

Lu Yan: “Ahhhhhhh…”

Maids: “Hahahahahaha——”

Lu Yan: “Ahhhhhhh…”

Maids: “Scare, scare, scare, scare—”

Everyone: "!!!"

"..."

When Lu Yan and the others found that the situation could not be reversed, they actually started playing abstraction in front of everyone.

They sang and danced, and scared the princes and princesses with their imposing dancing moves.

Some people were so scared that they retreated into the flower beds, and some timid princesses actually started crying.

"How terrible! Did they all take the wrong medicine today?"

"No, he must be possessed by something."

"Who said it wasn't true? Lu Yan had already peed herself, but she was still leading the way."

Of course, when seeing this spectacular scene, more people chose to laugh out loud.

Pei Mochen's originally sinister face rarely showed some sweet and sour expressions.

Even Pei Yuxiao, who was the best at managing facial expressions, couldn't help but hold his forehead with his palm.

No eyes to see, really no eyes to see.

"boom--"

"boom--"

Two palm winds struck towards Lu Yan's chest at the same time.

Pei Yuxiao and Pei Mochen looked at each other. It was the first time in so many years that the two brothers cooperated well and thought together.

Neither of them could bear it any longer and couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

After Lu Yan died, palace maids quickly came to deal with her and her maids' bodies.

The bloodstains were cleaned up completely, as if nothing had happened in the imperial garden.

Acai, who was hiding in the dark, covered his mouth and tried his best not to make any sound.

His goddess died, the woman he loved most died.

"Master, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so afraid of death that I didn't come to save you just now."

"Acai is just thinking, one death is death, several deaths are also death. Acai must survive, keep this worthless life, and secretly burn paper for you."

He said painfully, "Princess, don't worry, I will definitely find a chance to avenge you. I will come to find you a hundred years later."

After he finished talking to himself, he quickly disappeared.

-

At the same time, when the bustling crowd dispersed, Mu Wanyan also slowly arrived at the Imperial Garden.

Pei Yuxiao's face lit up with joy, revealing an extremely brilliant smile, and he seemed like a completely different person from before.

Why is Yanyan here? Why doesn't she take a rest?

Pei Yuxiao strode towards Mu Wanyan, wanting to say hello to his beloved woman.

But unexpectedly, Mu Wanyan came with a food box in her hand and handed it directly to Pei Mochen who was not far away.

"Mo Chen, do you want some soup?"

She looked up at Pei Mochen and smiled faintly, her stunningly beautiful face more beautiful than peach blossoms.

"I asked the small kitchen to stew this. It's our Xichang way of cooking. I've been stewing it all night. Do you like it?"

Pei Mochen was overjoyed. He took the food box in a hurry and even couldn't speak straight.

"I like it, I like it, Yanyan, I, I, you, you... I like everything Yanyan does."

Then, without caring about the presence of other people, he sat down on the stone bench, opened the lid of the box, and started drinking in big gulps.

"It's delicious, delicious. The soup made by my Yanyan is the best in the world."

Mu Wanyan: "Drink slowly, the soup should be very hot... Mo Chen, you worked hard yesterday, thank you."

Pei Mochen: "It's not hot, it tastes good, and the temperature is just right."

His eyes were red, with stars dotted in them, and he didn't even care that his tongue was numbed by the burns.

Pei Yuxiao's steps suddenly stopped and he clenched his fists involuntarily.