V2.Chapter 630

From the beginning, they should not have been extravagant about it.

But the third prince, he is gentle and timid. If he had known it early, he would have exposed himself in front of others. Therefore, Chen Fei and General Chen did not tell him about it. They thought that they would directly inform him of the matter after the success of the event. That is, he was unwilling to or could only ascend the throne, but he did not expect such a result.

Thinking of this, Chen Fei sad from the heart, slowly walked to the chair and sat down, "finished, we Chen family is also finished."

The third prince covered his swollen and aching cheek, hung his head and went to Chen Fei. He took measures for a long time, but he didn't know how to comfort her.

Princess Chen just sat there, tears streaming down her face.

"Ma Fei, do you have something to hide from me? Is there another secret about my uncle's death?" Silence for a long time, the third prince suddenly raised his eyes, fixed to look at Chen Fei.

Chen Fei's already dead heart beat hard, almost immediately denied, "nothing."

After a pause, she got up again, holding the third prince's arm tightly in both hands and staring at him, "this matter can never be mentioned again. Any words about your uncle should not be mentioned in front of your father's emperor, and you are not allowed to plead for the Chen family."

The third prince nodded, confused and puzzled. He felt confused.

Looking at such a dull son, Chen Fei settled down in her heart. Her son is not very intelligent, otherwise, I'm afraid that when it comes to this, she will not be willing to fight.

And this time, she will always write down, no longer dare to think about that position.

……

At that time, yanbeicheng was lying quietly on his bed, even in a coma, and his cold breath did not diminish at all.

The clothes on his chest were untied, revealing a large piece of skin which was tightly explained as white jade. However, he was slapped by Yan Mo Li, but there was no scar. Only a faint black air lingered in his chest.

This thing is invisible in Yan cenxuan's eyes, only the flowers on the street are really seen. Even, the black gas seems to have some magic, which makes her quite uncomfortable.

Even so, she still did not let go of the hand that held Yanbei City tightly. Her eyes were fixed on Yan Beicheng's chest, her red lips were tightly stretched, and her eyes were filled with strong anxiety.

What's going on? Why is there no scar?

Why is pulse condition normal?

Why are you so dazed?

The stranger flower has always been very confident in her own medical skills, but she never thought that she was the only one who could not cure the most important man in front of her.

Think of here, her heart suddenly a burst of pain, anxiety in the heart let her several want to go mad.

However, she is good at concealing, that is, how she is in her heart. In the eyes of outsiders, she is just dementia, holding Yan Beicheng's hand quietly and sitting silent.

"Sister in law, no, if you'd better let Dr. Liu have a look, maybe we can find a way." How long did the stranger spend sitting here, and Yan cenxuan accompanied him for how long. He couldn't bear to be comforted.

The flower on the road held Yan Beicheng's hand tightly, and finally temporarily released his hand and gave up a position.

Liu Zheng took a complex look at the flowers on the stranger, and then went forward to make diagnosis and treatment for Yan Beicheng.