In just a moment, the cold blood of powerful officials flowing in Helan Qingyuan's body made him wake up.
"How could Yao'er take off her blindfold without permission?"
Helan Qingyuan smiled perfectly, picked up the black cloth and covered Helan Yao.
He Lanyao took advantage of that glance to see clearly the layout of the tunnel.
The tunnel didn't look like it was newly dug; the soil and floor looked old.
So even if a prime minister in Helan Qingyuan had some shady secrets, he wouldn't need to build such a sophisticated underground world.
He Lanyao pretended to have an angry expression on her face: "I have sacrificed a lot for my family.
Your favorite fifth daughter, He Lanbi, didn't have the same fate as me.
Didn't any of you give me anything when I was at home?
"Nuan Nuan, now that I'm married, my husband is good to me, the emperor is good to me, the queen is good to me, and the queen mother is good to me, so I should think about my husband."
"I thought you were very smart, Yao'er."
Helan Qingyuan shook his head: "You are still a little girl after all.
People in the royal family are all cold-blooded and ruthless.
Yao'er, you don't believe that your father actually believes in them."
He Lanyao patted Long Shaoyan, who kept shouting coldly, and raised his lips as he rubbed against her: "I don't think my husband is cold-blooded."
He Lan Qingyuan was slightly stunned when he saw He Lan Yao's behavior as such a young daughter.
He shook his head and said, "Yao'er must not sink too deep.
After all, it's hard to say anything about the third prince."
She was in deep trouble.
He Lanyao raised her eyebrows.
How could she fall in love with a fool?
"I just think my husband is a very nice person."
He Lanyao continued: "I can't let you treat my husband up close."
"Why don't you listen to this news from me?"
Helan Zhiyuan said with a pleasant voice, "When Yao'er is in the house, I'm afraid there is someone who can make Yao'er happy."
Helan Yao tilted her head towards Helan Zhiyuan with interest.
"Yao'er, please don't pretend to be with dad, Li Zimo is here too, would you like to meet Yao'er?"
Helan Qingyuan suggested, squinting his eyes in a happy mood.
Hatred burst out from Li Zimo and He Lanyao's eyes.
She could never forget this man.
She, He Lanyao, would never tolerate being abandoned because of money issues.
Li Zimo is not a relative of Helan Qingyuan.
I am afraid that Helan Qingyuan's attitude towards Li Zimo is not as good as Helan Zhiyuan's.
He Lanyao sneered in her heart.
It’s more fun to watch dogs bite dogs.
Helan Yao's face showed nervousness, and her voice seemed to be trembling because of fear.
However, He Lanyao forced herself to calm down: "You actually caught him here, where is he?"
Helan Qingyuan only continued to laugh: "Yaoer can meet you if you want, but the third prince..."
He Lanyao swallowed and hesitated: "He is unjust to me.
I will not give up my husband for him."
"Really" Helan Qingyuan said seductively: "After all, you have reached the stage of talking about marriage."
Helan Yao just lowered her head and walked slowly behind Helan Qingyuan, slowly listening to Helan Qingyuan's voice change from smug and happy to irritated and angry.
"I'm not very kind to Li Zimo."
"What did you do to him?"
He Lanyao raised her head and asked in panic.
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"Nothing, but if this continues, he won't last more than a month."
"You" He Lanyao was about to yell angrily when Long Shaoyan, who was beside her, suddenly came over and buried his head in her neck.
He Lanyao seemed to have regained her composure: "He has nothing to do with me anymore."
He Lanyao lowered her head and stroked Long Shaoyan's hair.
One month was enough.
She guessed that Li Zimo's life would be very rich in the future.
Whether he could survive this month was still a question
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