Chapter 71: Imperial Sister 40

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    Jun Yan arrived at the palace in Jiangnan more than a month ago, but for some reason she was not used to the local climate, had no appetite, was weak all over, and lost a lot of weight in just a few days. After

    staying in Jiangnan for a few days, Jun Yan's condition still did not improve, so she had to take people back to Yanjing.

    Originally, Jun Yan's daily life in the palace was reported to Huo Zheng by letter, but Jun Yan did not want him to worry too much, so she reported good news but not bad news, and returned to Yanjing without telling Huo Zheng.

    Who knew that when she arrived in Yanjing, she found that the once famous Huo Shizi had now transformed into a nobleman.

    Jun Yan was shocked and angry when she learned the truth, and almost fainted on the spot. She returned to the palace without stopping, wanting to confront him face to face, but she read a fact from the man's eyes-

    he knew the truth early on, but he didn't tell her!

    He knew that the two were siblings, but he still committed such an unforgivable and morally corrupt behavior with his own beauty.

    She had been in love with him for a long time, and even promised to marry him, but the lover she had decided to spend her life with was actually her own brother!

    Fate seemed to have played a big joke on her. The crime of incest between brother and sister was too heavy for her to bear. If this matter got out, it would bring shame to the royal family.

    The truth came too suddenly, and she had no power to resist. After paying respects to her father in a state of confusion, Jun Yan returned to her bedroom, dismissed the servants, and just wanted to be alone.

    However, someone was waiting for her in the bedroom. After the palace servants withdrew, Huo Zheng jumped down from the beam and appeared in front of Jun Yan.

    Jun Yan was frightened by the sudden appearance of the man, and her face turned pale. Seeing that it was Huo Zheng, she immediately turned cold and said coldly: "What are you doing here? How come I don't know when this Qiyue Palace will be like a market, allowing General Huo to come in and out at will - no, now it should be called His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince!"

    The girl's words were thorny, sour and mean, and her indifferent attitude tortured the man's mind like a blunt knife cutting flesh.

    Huo Zheng tried to ignore her hurtful words, and wanted to touch Jun Yan's face with heartache, "Why didn't you tell me when you returned to Beijing? Are you not used to living in Jiangnan? You have lost a lot of weight after not seeing you for a few months."

    Before his hands touched, she slapped him away with a "slap" sound -

    "Don't touch me!"

    She didn't use much force, but Huo Zheng clearly felt the burning pain. He clenched his fists, his eyes slightly red, and said in a hoarse voice: "I can explain..." "

    What is there to explain! You clearly know it, why didn't you tell me! You are my brother! How can we be together? You put me in such a hopeless situation, what else is there to explain!"

    Jun Yan interrupted him sharply, her little face flushed with anger, but her lips were as white as paper.

    "You said you would not leave me." Huo Zheng's eyes were red from staying up, and he stared at Jun Yan steadily, as if hoping that she could keep her promise.

    "At this point, you are still saying this, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the world! You are not afraid, but I am. Go away, I don't want to see you again, go away!" The girl's eyes were filled with tears, and the tears fell like pearls with a broken string. Her brows were slightly frowned, and her beautiful eyes were full of sadness.

    The beauty's tearful look was particularly lovable. Seeing that his sweetheart was heartbroken, Huo Zheng was even more heartbroken. However, he refused to give in. It would be better for him to die than to give up Jun Yan.

    He stepped forward, regardless of her resistance, and hugged Jun Yan into his arms. He pressed his forehead against hers and whispered, "Just wait a little longer, I will handle it.

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