Chapter 1821 Wife, It Hurts Me so Much (3)

Jun Shaomei said, "Since the prince is fine, I will go down first."

The man in black standing aside had a cold face from beginning to end, and his eyes were a little dark. People who didn't know better thought it was because of that, but he looked very handsome.

Miao Renmo didn't care what would happen to this woman. His only purpose in entering the palace was to take a fancy to the feng shui here and to research the elixir as soon as possible.

As long as the other party doesn't die, it won't have any impact.

Nalan Wuyang just liked this face, and after snatching him back to the palace, his interest dropped by half.

So Shen Mubai doesn't have to worry about this one, she only needs to deal with these two people... Oh, there's one more.

"Your Majesty, Master Yin would like to see you." The guard said.

Chen Mubai said, "Let him come in."

A young man in white clothes walked in, putting his hand on his lips, looking like Sister Lin, every step seemed to be fatal, and the attendants beside him carefully supported him.

He is the youngest among these men, only fourteen years old. He has fair skin, delicate facial features, and black hair. With just one glance, people can't help but admire him, what a handsome young man he is.

"Master Wife." The young man's voice was very weak, with a skill that made people feel pitiful. When he raised his eyes and looked over, there was a trace of undetectable melancholy and sadness in his starry eyes.

Yin Xueyuan has the lowest sense of presence in the palace, and he is also the male protagonist of this world.

Because he was attracted by Nalan Wuyang, he forcibly entered the palace, but because of his poor health, he would vomit blood from time to time. Nalan Wuyang gradually lost interest, and over time was forgotten in the backyard.

Shen Mubai's mission is to let Yin Xueyuan press his fingerprints on the divorce letter and leave the palace, regain his freedom, and have a good lifelong destination.

She thought to herself that this was probably the easiest mission she had ever done.

After all, anyone would be willing to do it.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but feel a little pleased, but then he thought of something, as if he had been poured down by a basin of cold water.

She had to maintain her persona for a month, and according to Nalan Wuyang's temperament, she would never do anything like write a divorce letter.

Forget it, a month is not long anyway.

Thinking like this, Shen Mubai's eyes looking at the male protagonist became softer and softer, "It's Xueyuan."

The young man coughed lowly and said, "My wife, Xueyuan was unable to see you earlier because she suddenly became seriously ill."

Because he was the youngest, he wanted to be called Nalan Wuyang's wife, not the prince.

Liu'er couldn't help but feel good about him. Although she had only met Mr. Yin a few times, she felt that Mr. Yin was a sensible and well-behaved person, unlike the others who didn't take the prince to heart at all.

Shen Mubai waved, "Come here."

With the help of the attendant, the young man walked over step by step. His eyelashes trembled uneasily, and he even clenched his clothes with his fingers, "My wife."

He looks very good. Although his skin is a little pale, his eyes are like stars. His white clothes make him look more and more like a stranger.

Shen Mubai said, "Lift your face and look at me."

The young man raised his face slightly.

The other party looked at him, coughed slightly against his lips, and couldn't help turning his face to the side, "I'm afraid this will infect you."

Shen Mubai was very satisfied. She felt that although the male protagonist was polite to Nalan Wuyang, he had no feelings for her. She was sure that the divorce letter would be fingerprinted.

"Humph, Your Highness, it was Jun Shaomei just now, and now it's Yin Xueyuan. Shouldn't I be your favorite?" Ji Shuiyan pouted dissatisfiedly, "I don't like her."