Chapter 2291 has nothing to do with it

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Feng Qingchen was startled, ignoring the pain in her thigh, and said in a deep voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? When will I sell you?"

Xue An also quickly stepped forward and said: "Lanhua, you are a priceless treasure. How can I afford it? It's..."

Feng Qingchen gave Xue An a cold look, and Xue An swallowed his tongue and retreated obediently again.

"It's not a business? Then what's the basis for your alliance?" Anyi asked deliberately.

Feng Qingchen said in a low voice: "I have not united with him. As far as his abilities are concerned, I still look down on him. If we unite with him, I will give him his life!"

Feng Qingchen just wanted Xue An to take care of An Yi and his two children, and had no intention of joining forces with Xue An.

As long as An Yi continues to live as Xifeng, she may be safe.

An Yi was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but use a little more force on his hand.

Feng Qingchen doubled over again in pain.

Xue An heard this from the side and couldn't help but stepped forward again and said: "Feng Qingchen, please stop insulting me!"

This time Feng Qingchen didn't need to glare at Xue An. An Yi looked over and Xue An stopped again.

"Since you know what he is capable of, aren't you afraid that he won't be able to protect us, mother and son?" An Yi raised his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Have you forgotten that sentence, the phoenix rises and the dragon falls? Aren't you afraid that in the future, no matter what happens to Bei Muye?" Or will Long Yeqing, or even Wu Qiong, the new emperor of Wuya Kingdom, be interested in killing me after hearing these words? Do you think that Xue An can protect himself just because he only knows how to tease women? Stay with me?"

"Hey, you guys just quarreled, why are you hurting me like this?" Xue An yelled angrily.

"Shut up!" This time An Yi and Feng Qingchen shouted at Xue An at the same time.

Xue An was so aggrieved that he threw up his sleeves angrily: "I'm too lazy to look at you. You can call me after you discuss it!"

If this continues, Xue An feels that he will definitely suffocate to death!

He came all this way to do good things, and he didn't want to take An Yi and the two children away just to be angry!

Xue An walked out angrily.

Mei Ge also hurried out.

She was afraid that the flames of war would spread to her.

Only An Yi and Feng Qingchen, whose thigh was pinched by An Yi, were left in the tent.

"Let go first!" Feng Qingchen felt that this was too ugly and said in a deep voice.

Anyi ignored him and sneered: "Are you afraid of pain or ugliness?"

Feng Qingchen stopped talking.

"The harm you will cause me by giving your wife away will be more painful and uglier than twisting her!" An Yi suddenly let go of his hand and said in a deep voice.

Although Feng Qingchen's legs no longer hurt so much, her heart shrank when she heard these words.

"Feng Qingchen, I, An Yi, know how to make explosives, medicine, mysticism, and poisons, and I also bear the fate of Phoenix. I don't need you to pity me, I don't need you to be an orphan, and I don't need you to give me up to others, because I'm not yours. Accessories, I only belong to myself!" An Yi raised his head, straightened his back, stared at Feng Qingchen closely, and said word by word, "My own life, the life of my son and daughter, I will Be responsible, you don’t need to worry about it!”

Feng Qingchen pursed her lips, as if she had something to say, but was interrupted by the letter of divorce that An Yi took out from her sleeve.

"This is the divorce letter. I divorce you, Feng Shisan. From now on, whether you become a useless person or become the emperor of the world has nothing to do with me, nor does it have anything to do with my children. Likewise, the life and death of our mother and son, It has nothing to do with you!" An Yi said in a deep voice, placing the divorce letter in front of Feng Qingchen, his eyes cold and decisive, "We, mother and son, don't need you to pity us, let alone find someone to entrust us to!"

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She is the only descendant of the Xinyin clan. In order to avenge her hatred, she plotted to marry Ji Yuchen, the Queen Mother's most valued and trusted confidant.

He is a great figure in heaven and even the entire fairy world. Not only did he give birth to a body that makes all living beings fall in love with him and make the mountains, rivers, water and moon eclipse, he also has a body of magical cultivation that is so good that even the Jade Emperor wants to From time to time, he avoids taboos and is afraid of him.

How could such a person stop her from expending all her efforts?

From the day he met her in the sea of ​​purple flowers, he had seen through her plan, but he did not deliberately reveal it for fear of arousing the enemy, but followed it.

On their wedding night, he left her alone to guard the empty house, and he also brought back a beautiful and beautiful woman from a country and asked her to give up the new house.

So, she used her precious spring night moment to stand outside the door and watch a wonderful spring show.

She wasn't angry, she just used him to get close to the Queen Mother so that her road to revenge would be smoother.

He didn't care, he was just using her unique message-delivery magic to achieve his goal.

Who knows, love does not know its origin.