In the past two or three years, Shen Yunya has too many connections, and now she is a disciple of Shangxue Academy.
All the masters there are very protective and will help protect her, so Shen Yunya cannot be touched at all for a while.
"After I died, did brother Jin eat dumplings?"
Feng Tianlan asked.
Thinking of Xi Jin's decadence and desire for death during that period, Xilin nodded, "Brother Huang almost couldn't survive.
It was Shen Yunya who brought a bowl of dumplings to Brother Huang.
Then Brother Huang stopped getting drunk day and night and cheered up.
When I woke up, I remembered that the emperor said that it was because you were desperately ill, but you still insisted on making the dumplings with your own hands, and Shen Yunya put them in the ice cellar to freeze. " Thinking of Xi Jin eating the dumplings that he thought were his last hope that night in grief when he was the most hopeless, Feng Tianlan closed her eyes in discomfort.
Seeing that Feng Tianlan looked a little strange, Xilin suddenly had a bad feeling, "Dai'er, you didn't make those dumplings or there is something wrong with it.
Could it be that Shen Yunya put some ecstasy soup in them?"
Otherwise, how could the emperor believe in Shen Yunya again and again, and be so determined to marry her?
Feng Tianlan shook her head and said with great difficulty, "Those are my bones, those are my face, and those are my eyes."
"What?"
Celine's eyes widened in horror.
Did she hear it correctly?
She must have heard it wrong, maybe Dai'er didn't mean it at all.
"The soup made from my kneecaps, the dumpling skins made from my cheeks, and the fillings made from my eyes were all made from my body by the two of them."
Before Feng Tianlan could finish speaking, Xilin felt her stomach churn, then she ran to the side, bent over and vomited directly.
This was even more terrifying than being given the ecstasy soup.
How did Shen Yunya do it?
Feng Tianlan closed her eyes gently, and two drops of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
Even though almost three years had passed, she still couldn't help but feel heartache when she thought of the betrayal at that time and what Brother Jin had eaten.
For the cousin I once thought was the best, the best Jiang Ying, for the betrayal of ten years of love, and for Xi Jin who ate the dumplings without knowing it.
Apart from Jiang Ying and Shen Yunya, how many other people are innocent, but have to pay various prices for their own selfish desires?
How can we not feel heartbroken?
Celine vomited until the yellow bile came out, and she collapsed on the ground weakly.
For a long time, she couldn't help crying.
She covered her face and cried, "I'm sorry, I don't know.
We don't know anything.
How can we not help but cry?"
in this way" They didn't know this, and they were still joking with the murderer.
Now the emperor wants to marry the murderer and the dumpling.
If the emperor knew, what would he do?
He would go crazy, right?
As long as she thinks of these consequences, Celine can't help but feel guilty and afraid.
What kind of bastard things have they done in the past few years?
As good friends, why didn't they discover it earlier.
She died in vain for nearly three years.
"So, Sister Lin, I can't tell Brother Jin that I am Dai'er, as this will destroy him."
Feng Tianlan raised her hand to gently wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.
If there was no such thing as dumplings, we would have known each other long ago, why wait until now.
Just thinking of those, all Celine's words finally turned into, "I'm sorry."
Even she agreed not to talk about it at this time, because she didn't want to ruin the emperor's brother.
"Don't tell anyone else about this matter.
Mo Bai doesn't know about it either.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
If he knew about it, even if Brother Jin didn't know about it, he would kill him
.
":