Chapter 47

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Jiang Jinyue never thought that she would fall into this situation, disfigured, and enter the palace to serve an inhumane old man. It was completely different from the system imagined for her to rule the world with the crown prince forever.

It's all because of Jiang Lin, this new character who came out of nowhere and ruined everything she should have.

Jiang Jinyue's chin rested on Uncle Anyang's shoulder, but quietly raised her eyes to stare at Jiang Lin, her eyes were cold like poisonous snakes, as if she could pounce on him and bite Jiang Lin's neck off at any time.

Uncle Anyang patted Jiang Jinyue twice to comfort her, "Yue'er, the emperor is the most honorable person in the world, and it is a blessing for you to serve him."

Jiang Jinyue was irritated when she heard this, she let go of Uncle Anyang and shook her head vigorously, "I don't want it, Dad, don't you love your daughter the most, you know that your daughter likes the prince, how can you let her enter the palace to serve the emperor. "

She stretched out her hand and clenched Uncle Anyang's sleeve, "Father, you believe in my daughter. My daughter has a way to make the prince ascend the throne. When the time comes, my daughter will be the queen. Uncle Anyang's mansion will definitely become a marquis' mansion again. Daddy, my daughter begs you!" You, don't let your daughter enter the palace, okay?"

She cried very sadly, tears rolled down her cheeks, and the undisfigured half of her face was still pear blossom with rain.

"Okay, there's no need to talk about it. Your elder brother is right. You have brought it on yourself. If you hadn't had your bad intentions at the beginning, there would be nothing later. The crown prince is no longer, so you can go to the palace honestly and take the emperor Serving well is also a way out."

"No, I don't want to enter the palace. Daddy, I am your daughter. I am only fifteen years old. Daddy, do you really have the heart?" Jiang Jinyue cried louder.

The words "fifteen years old" really stimulated Jiang Lin. He narrowed his eyes, stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Jinyue's collar, "Then do you know how old the two girls you sent into the palace are? They are only thirteen, and they are already Dead. Jiang Jinyue, is there anyone more vicious than you in this world?"

"What's more, isn't that what you want? It's all about marrying into the royal family. It's better to marry the emperor than a prince who will never turn over, isn't it?"

There was no expression on Jiang Lin's face, but Jiang Jinyue felt that he was more terrifying than a ghost, with panic in his eyes, struggling crazily, "I'm not, I didn't, I didn't kill them, I didn't want them to kill them at first. dead."

Jiang Lindao: "Of course you didn't want them to die, because you were targeting the Wei family. Unfortunately, you couldn't get what you wanted, and your retribution is coming."

"Jiang Jinyue, didn't you always want to deal with me and Wei Yunzhao? Entering the palace as a favorite concubine is your only chance to deal with us, otherwise you think no one else would marry you."

"If you don't enter the palace, I don't want to enter the palace..."

Before she finished speaking, she was thrown to the ground by Jiang Lin, "If you don't enter the palace, there is only one way left, death!"

Jiang Lin looked at Uncle Anyang, "If you want to bury her with the entire uncle's house, remember to tell me in advance so that I can completely sever ties with you. Of course, because you are my mother's man, I will I will collect your body, and only you will collect the body."

Uncle Anyang looked at Jiang Jinyue who was crying on the ground, and then looked at Zhao Qiuru who hurried over with his second son outside the door. Uncle Anyang said to Jiang Jinyue who fell on the ground: "The house can't stand the toss, and my father will take care of this uncle. For the sake of the lives of hundreds of people in the family, I can no longer indulge your willfulness."

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