Chapter 1897 I can’t leave you happy even if I die

An Yi grabbed the whip and galloped out of the carriage, standing in front of Yu Qionghuan.

Yu Qionghuan raised her eyes and looked at the woman's face wrapped in a black scarf, imagining that she was in such a miserable state, and the anger in her heart began to rise.

Yu Qionghuan's whip whirred loudly and swung it at Anyi mercilessly.

An Yi raised his hand to hold her whip tightly and said in a deep voice: "Yu Qionghuan, what on earth are you going to do?"

Yu Qionghuan said coldly: "What are you doing? I just want to hit you!"

An Yi's eyes darkened, and she pulled the whip fiercely. Yu Qionghuan's body flew in the air. She suddenly pulled out a dagger from her hand and stabbed An Yi.

An Yi didn't expect that Yu Qionghuan would suddenly go crazy and come to trouble her. She couldn't hurt Yu Qionghuan, otherwise it would affect her ability to transfer power to Feng Qingchen, so she had to think of ways to protect herself.

Anyi quickly dodged and ran towards the city suddenly.

Yu Qionghuan was startled and quickly caught up with him, only to see An Yi entering the city and heading towards the inn.

Yu Qionghuan knew that An Yi was going to find Feng Qingchen, and she suddenly panicked.

She knew that Feng Qingchen believed her words and thought that An Yi had betrayed him, so he smiled at her. If Feng Qingchen saw An Yi, she would lose the tenderness that the only man had towards her. !

Yu Qionghuan tried her best to stand in front of An Yi.

"Where are you going?" Yu Qionghuan asked in a deep voice.

"Of course you're going to meet my husband!" Seeing her panic, An Yi knew that her trick worked. She curled her lips coldly, "Since you want to stir up trouble, then let's just break up, and I'll die. I can’t leave you happy!”

Yu Qionghuan said in a deep voice: "Okay, I promise not to touch you again!"

Anyi sneered: "Are you sure?"

Yu Qionghuan nodded, "You go back to the carriage, and it will be as if nothing happened tonight!"

An Yi couldn't help laughing.

Yuqiong Huan's eyes darkened: "Why are you laughing?"

"Yu Qionghuan, you just broke the carriage I was riding in. It's freezing and snowy in the twelfth lunar month of winter. Even if you don't kill me, I will freeze to death living in that broken carriage. I think it's better to go and see him before I die. Husband!" An Yi said, and was about to move forward past Yu Qionghuan.

"Okay, okay, I'll arrange a place for you right away. Can you get a big, new carriage for you tomorrow morning?" Yu Qionghuan quickly begged for mercy.

Anyi crossed her arms tightly: "I'm waiting for your arrangement!"

Yu Qionghuan had no choice but to call the guards and arrange An Yi in an inn in the city farthest from the inn where they were staying.

An Yi finally fell asleep on a warm bedding, but he didn't dare to sleep too hard for fear that Yu Qionghuan would go crazy again.

In the early morning, Feng Qingchen stood in front of the inn window and caught a pigeon in.

After untying the letter from the pigeon's leg, Feng Qingchen quickly released the pigeon.

After reading the letter, Feng Qingchen's eyes darkened and she couldn't help but tighten her fingers.

The letter came from Yun Zhinan and told about Yu Qionghuan's trouble with Anyi yesterday.

Yu Qionghuan came in with a bowl of small wontons, and the black scarf on her face couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.

"Are you hungry? I made wontons for you when I got up early in the morning. I remember that you Longjin people like to eat this kind of stuffed pasta the most!" Yu Qiong said with a smile.

Feng Qingchen secretly clutched the letter. He raised his eyes and looked at Yu Qionghuan, stared deeply, and then smiled, "Yes, I am indeed hungry."

Feng Qingchen's smile was charming and beautiful, just like the strokes painted with cinnamon tips on a masterpiece, a thin line of enchantment that moved people's hearts and souls.

Yu Qionghuan's hand holding the tray was trembling. She quickly put the tray down and sat down opposite Feng Qingchen eagerly.