Yan Ye ignored her and walked step by step in front of Zhen Shan. His handsome face was as pale as snow and jade, and his eyes were filled with pain.

"You can't."

Zhen Shan looked at him coldly, "It's not the Emperor's turn to comment on my marriage."

"No," he never thought of himself as an emperor.

Zhen Shan turned his head and looked at the Queen, "Your Majesty, please give the marriage decree as soon as possible. I will take my leave now."

"Are you going to force me to kill him?"

Zhen Shan's eyes turned cold, and a terrifying murderous intention spread throughout her body, "You dare?"

Yan Ye didn't want to argue with her or deepen the estrangement with her, so he stretched out his hand to grab her.

Zhen Shan avoided it coldly, "Your Majesty, please respect yourself."

"Why don't you marry him?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

The sadness in Yan Ye's eyes was so intense that it made people's hearts tremble, and he prayed almost humbly, "Shanshan, you said that I will be your husband in this life."

Zhen Shan looked at him funny, "Have you forgotten your current identity? Huang Guijun."

Yan Ye hurriedly explained, "You think I'm not, but I'm not now, I..."

"That's enough. How can you no longer have anything to do with me? It's not your turn to dictate my affairs."

After finishing her words, Zhen Shan ignored her, bowed to the queen with a gloomy face, turned around and walked out of Chaohuang Palace indifferently.

Yan Ye's eyes trembled, his heart was torn into pieces and blood was dripping from his eyes.

The Queen walked up to him, feeling embarrassed and more bitter, "Aye, Xiaoshan has always been stubborn. No one can change the things she decides. Don't embarrass yourself."

No, he is not willing to do so.

She clearly said that he was the only person she was passionate about.

Yan Ye didn't look at her, turned around and chased her out.

"Aye!"

The Queen stretched out her hand to grab him, but was violently thrown away.

She closed her eyes in pain and smiled with despair and resentment.

Growing up, her father was the emperor and her mother was the emperor. They always only had Zhen Shan in their eyes. As the elder sister, she never competed with her sister and took care of her wholeheartedly.

She knows that her sister is excellent and that she is unparalleled in beauty, so she is willing to become a green leaf and be her foil.

Even the throne was something she was willing to give to her. She only wanted Yan Ye and him, so why did Zhen Shan still want to fight for it from her?

…

Qi Yu stood quietly outside Chaohuang Palace, looking inside intently, waiting for the figure to appear.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly greeted him, "Your Highness."

When Zhen Shan saw the warm and smiling blue figure, the coldness in his body disappeared. He quickened his pace and held his hand, "Why is it so cold? Have you been waiting here for a long time?"

Qi Yu shook his head, "Not long after, Feng Jun happened to be resting. I didn't dare to disturb him, so I took it upon myself to ask Xuan Qi to take me to wait for you outside Chaohuang Palace."

Zhen Shan raised his hand to brush off the snow on his cloak and helped him put on his hood, "It's the same as waiting for me in the carriage. It's such a cold day and the wind is blowing here. What should I do if I get cold?

"

Qi Yu took Mrs. Tang from Xuan Qi and said, "I'm not cold. Your Highness, you just came out of the palace. Please cover Mrs. Tang."

Zhen Shan stuffed Mrs. Tang into his arms, "I am a martial arts practitioner, so why should I be afraid of the cold? You, the one who needs to be kept warm."

Qi Yu's face turned red. He was about to say something, but he suddenly touched a pair of cold eyes with deep pain behind her. He was slightly startled, his face turned pale, and he saluted, "I have met Huang Guijun."

In the past, because His Highness liked the fourth prince of the Yue Kingdom, he held the idea that His Highness would be happy, and naively thought that Yan Ye was sincere to His Highness and would definitely cherish her, so he quietly quit and walked away.

However, this person severely trampled on His Highness' sincerity and caused a gap between His Highness and His Majesty's sisters. He could not forget that when he was in the palace earlier, he secretly hid in a corner and watched His Highness look tiredly in the direction of the capital, feeling full of loneliness.

.

That was the god he held carefully in his heart. No matter what time, he was confident that he was an immortal who could surpass the nine heavens. But now...

Yan Ye hated him, and Qi Yu hated him even more.

Qi Yu even thought about killing him even if he tried his best.

But in the end, he was not impulsive. He didn't care whether Yan Ye lived or died, but he was afraid that his actions would ultimately make His Highness pay for him.

Now, Qi Yu will never let go or give in.

Your Highness is his!

Qi Yu unconsciously held Zhen Shan's hand and stood firmly beside her.

Zhen Shan gently put her fingers through his fingers and interlocked with his. From the beginning to the end, she did not look at Yan Ye and said softly: "It's getting late, let's go back home."

The tension in Qi Yu's eyes dissipated unconsciously, and he nodded gently, "Okay."

The cold snow hit Yan Ye's face, and he stared at her tenderly holding another man's hand. That was the tenderness she had only shown to him, but now, she had taken it all back and gave it to someone else.

He once thought that he was heartless and that even if it was a trap based on love, he would be able to escape without any regrets.

However, in the end, it was she who escaped unscathed, and it was she who no longer missed him, but he, who thought he was sane, fell into it and became more and more crazy.

"Poof!" Yan Ye vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Highness," Xiang Yi supported him with worry.

Zhen Shan had also been so hurt that she vomited out the blood from her heart, but when that mouthful of blood came out, her love was taken away with it.

But Yan Ye couldn't do it, and the pain and despair in his heart drove him crazy step by step.

He wanted to tell her that he regretted it, that he was wrong, that he wanted to give up everything and return to her, that she wanted to protect Feng Yin, that he would help her, and that he would promise her anything.

"Why won't she listen to me?"

"Your Highness, please stop being persistent. From the moment you step into this palace, there is no turning back," Xiang Yi advised sadly.

"No turning back?"

Yan Ye repeated his words mechanically, word for word.

Xiang Yi lowered his voice, "As long as she is the regent of Fengyin, you will always be your enemy, and she will never be tolerated by the world."

Yan Ye's pupils tightened and his eyes stared at him coldly, like an evil ghost locking his soul.

Fear arose in Xiang Yi's heart, but he still persisted: "I speak from the bottom of my heart."

"Yeah?"

His voice was cold and calm, with no emotion audible.

However, when Yan Ye looked at her leaving direction, even Xiang Yi, who had been serving him since childhood, felt creepy.
Chapter completed!