Ghost King’s Medical Consort Chapter 1133: Angry Emperor [1]

"I..."

Yan Fengxie's eyes drooped slightly, and his face was full of guilt and remorse, yes, why didn't he stop it?

Because before he knew it, he fell in love with that woman...

He was fascinated by the graceful appearance of the woman in the painting. In that painting, he saw a woman named Yan Shu. She was kind and beautiful.

Later he saw her falling for love, becoming a demon, bloodthirsty, and cold-blooded. His heart couldn't help but hurt. He wanted to protect her, take care of her, and pull her back from the boundless hell. , pull her back from that deep hatred, and tell her that there is another person worthy of her love...

Unfortunately, he overestimated his own strength, or underestimated Yan Shu's jealousy, which eventually led to this end.

The ministers were stunned for a long time, and looked at King An with sympathy in their eyes. At the same time, they secretly rejoiced that it was not their own daughter that Emperor Yan and the woman named Yan Shu saw in those days. I'm so scared...

Seeing King An crying bitterly, they felt the same feelings in their hearts and felt extremely sad. After all, people's hearts are full of flesh, and they are all fathers, so they can naturally understand the feeling of losing a loved one.

I just didn't expect Yan Huang and Yan Fengxie to be so ruthless!

"Enough!"

The Emperor Yan roared angrily, and his voice carried a dignified and stern aura, which instantly stunned Prince An.

At this moment, Emperor Yan's complexion was also extremely bad at this moment. He couldn't arrest anyone, but he shook it out!

He raised his head and glared at Mu Qianyue angrily, then looked at Prince An, with anger in his eyes, "You are just a Prince An, why accuse my prince? But she is also the true descendant of the Yanhuang clan! Otherwise, with Yan Qingya's body, how could she suddenly be promoted from the fifth rank bloodline to the ninth rank! This is something that has never happened in the Yanhuang Empire! Although she took Yan Qingya's body , but she has brought you supreme glory to Prince An's mansion, so are you still not satisfied? As long as you want, she will still be your daughter in the future!"

An Wang opened his eyes in disbelief, his eyes filled with disappointment, "Your Majesty, what did you say?"

Not only did he not kill the sacker and avenge his own Ya'er, but he even said such a sad and disappointing remark!

"Still my daughter? Hehe, why don't you dedicate your own daughter? My Ya'er was only fifteen years old at the time!! No matter how much she bears Ya'er's body, she is not my daughter !" he roared.

"King An, don't be ignorant! My daughter is a princess, how could she be taken away? This is Yan Qingya's life! You should be honored for Yan Shu to be your daughter!" Yan Huang said angrily .

"Your princess is a human, so my daughter is not human? Why do you want to take away her life like this! Even if this **** woman wants to take her body, why did she devour Ya'er's soul! At that time she Have you heard such a painful plea for mercy? Have you forgiven him?" An Wang's eyes were red.

In the crowd, Mu Qianyue's eyes flashed with anger, but she never imagined that Yan Shu was still just as vicious! Only she can do such a thing!

As the monarch of a country, Emperor Yan is so sinister and despicable. At this moment, Mu Qianyue really sympathized with Prince An. This scene reminded her of the pain that Xiaoling suffered in her previous life. The body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Na Lanjing held her hand, with a look of pity in his eyes, "Miss, a person who does many evils can't live for long!" killing intent.

It's a pity that this woman is cunning and has seven bodies to reincarnate, otherwise she would have died several times.

"Okay, this is the end of the matter, I will compensate you for the An Wangfu" Yan Huang said with a gloomy face, suppressing the anger in his heart, his tone was rather disdainful, even with a hint of impatience, as if this It's a great gift.

"Hehe... compensation? Can I get my daughter's life back?"

There were tears on Prince An's face. At this moment, his face was actually a dozen points older, and his face was full of deep disappointment and vicissitudes, "My Prince An's mansion is loyal to His Majesty, but His Majesty Treat me like this! It's so chilling!"

"Then what do you think?" Emperor Yan had a dark face.

"Kill this squatter and avenge my Ya'er!" An Wang glared at Yan Qingya in front of him, with deep hatred in his eyes.

"Impossible! As I said before, she is a descendant of the Yanhuang family ten thousand years ago. In the great battle ten thousand years ago, her soul was preserved in ancient paintings. Her appearance will bring us the Yanhuang Empire. Hope, it is very likely that we will become the real Yanhuang clan! So she can't die!" Yan Huang refused.

There is nothing but disappointment in King An's eyes, this is His Majesty he has been loyal to for decades!

"Mu Qianyue, Nalan Jing, you deserve to die for insulting my eldest princess of the Yanhuang Empire! Someone arrest them both! Put them in a black prison!" Yan Huang turned to look at Mu Qian Yue and Nalan Jing have strange gleams and calculations in their eyes.

As his voice fell, a group of guards rushed out and surrounded Mu Qianyue and Nalan Jing.

Today the two of them are dead! But he won't let them both die! Mu Qianyue is destined to be his puppet, refining medicine pills for him all his life, and Nalanjing is even more useful. His blood is pure Yanhuang blood...

"Pfft!"

Suddenly a muffled sound rang out, and a sharp long sword instantly penetrated Yan Huang's body, pierced from his back, and penetrated his chest!

That's where the heart is!

The bright red blood instantly stained his bright yellow dragon robe, his eyes widened in disbelief, he turned his head with difficulty, and saw Yan Yi's familiar face, he couldn't help being furious, "You, you This villain..."

He raised his hand and slammed Yanyi out. Even if he was hit by a sword, the strength of the third-order **** king should not be underestimated.

However, Yan Yi was obviously prepared, and the Emperor Yan's palm only caused his blood to shake, and he didn't suffer much damage.

The Emperor Yan hurriedly used the exercises to control the injuries in his body. With a flip of his palm, he quickly took out a thousand-year-old snow lotus pill, only to see that the wound on his chest was slowly healing.

Hua Rong turned pale and shouted in shock, "Yi'er, do you know what you are doing? He is your father!"

Yanyi's expression was cold, "He is not my father, I have only one master, and that is Mu Qianyue!"

The Emperor Yan's face was extremely gloomy, and he stared at Yan Yi coldly, "Nizi! You actually killed your father for a woman! You still recognize her as the master! I'm so mad at me!"