The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

"Amu, Amu, let go!" Song Yunli hung on the edge of the cliff and looked up at Feng Muyan, her voice full of determination, since I can't be the woman who smiles at the sky by your side, then it's good not to drag you down. Song Yunli also grabbed his hand with her other hand and bit his hand hard with all her strength, Amu, forgive me for selfishly wanting you to remember that there was a person named Song Yunli who appeared in your life.

"Li'er... no..." Feng Muyan shouted hoarsely. Since his mother's death, he has never felt the fear of loss again, but now this feeling keeps beating in his heart. Why didn't he lock her up in the palace? Why was he so confident that he could protect her? But as the numbness and pain in his arm gradually intensified, his fingers slowly became stiff uncontrollably.

"Amu, you have to protect yourself!" Song Yunli broke free from Feng Muyan's hand, and the little red figure fell like a kite with a broken string. Her big obsidian eyes were wide open, greedily wanting to engrave the person on the top of the cliff in her mind. Maybe it was death, maybe she would return to a world without you, and this would be the last look at you.

Seeing the little figure gradually slipping out of his hands, sliding into the mist and finally disappearing, Feng Muyan screamed, "Li'er... Li'er..."

Shen Junyang's fierce eyes flashed slightly, and the image of her wearing a wedding dress and smiling sweetly appeared in his mind. Thinking of her leaning sweetly in that man's arms, he stepped hard and said, "You Feng family members deserve to die! Aren't you reluctant to leave your little wife? Then go down and accompany her!"

The snow was still falling as usual, and cold wind was blowing across the silent cliff. Shen Junyang stood facing the wind with his arms outstretched. He thought, this beautiful land should have been ruled by someone else long ago. Once he wiped out the prince's family, the emperor would have no descendants. Ah Jun, tell me, can a toad like me ever eat swan meat?

"Commander, what should we do next?" asked a deputy general.

"Send a team of people down to the bottom of the cliff to search. We must find the person alive or dead!" Shen Junyang said casually, his hand constantly stroking the deep scar on his cheek. Ah Jun, it's time to settle our accounts.

In the Dragon Palace of the Imperial Palace, Shen Junyang knelt on one knee and reported everything in detail. The emperor's face became more and more ugly. When he heard that the crown prince and the ninth prince had accidentally fallen off a cliff and their whereabouts were unknown, his face, which had been trying to remain calm, finally turned completely pale. With a wave of his bright yellow long sleeves, all the cups beside him were swept to the ground, crackling and shattering all over the ground. He said angrily: "I ordered you to capture the crown prince, how could you implicate the ninth prince!"

Shen Yingjun beside him hurriedly stepped forward and gently stroked his chest to calm him down, saying, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince and the Ninth Prince are blessed by heaven and will surely be out of danger. Didn't my brother just say that their whereabouts are unknown and their bodies have not been found? We will definitely be able to find them."

Shen Yingjun gave Shen Junyang in the hall a reproachful look, signaling him to explain quickly.

Shen Junyang lowered his head slightly and smiled, then took two deep breaths and raised his head and said, "Your Majesty, the cliff is so high and foggy that you can't see the bottom. I think the chances of survival are slim if someone falls down. I have sent people to tie ropes down the cliff, but the ropes have not reached the bottom of the cliff, so we have to give up."

"You... get out!" Shen Yingjun pointed at the palace gate with her jade hand, her sharp eyes flashing with cold light. Did Shen Junyang take the wrong medicine today? He actually dared to disobey her words. It was like a dog that had been kept for too long and started to bite its owner.

"Your Majesty, I will obey your orders!" After saying this, Shen Junyang bowed deeply.

"Everyone, please leave. I'm tired! Ah Jun, you can go down too." The emperor said while rubbing his hands between his eyebrows. His voice was no longer as deep as before, and he looked very old.

Outside Long Xingguan, Shen Yingjun shouted sternly: "Shen Junyang, stop right there!"

Shen Junyang smiled sinisterly and turned around, his eyes moving wantonly over Shen Yingjun, finally his gaze fell on her chest and said, "Ajun, you have taken good care of yourself over the years, just like when you were in the woodshed..." With a snap, Shen Junyang's face turned to one side.

"Shen Junyang, you are so insolent! Who taught you to talk to me like that? You are just a dog raised by my Shen family. Do you really think you are the eldest master?" Shen Yingjun's cheeks turned red with anger. She raised her hand to slap him a second time, but was stopped by Shen Junyang.

"Ajun, can't you see the situation clearly? Although the crown prince is weak, he is a good talent for governing the country. Coupled with the Ninth Prince's efforts to quell chaos, Feng Moyu has been able to sit firmly on the throne and rule the country in recent years. Now their lives and deaths are unknown, and his left and right arms are broken. How long can he hold on in the wave of disputes among countries?" Shen Junyang said aggressively. Seeing that Shen Yingjun was stunned and speechless, he struck while the iron was hot and said, "Why don't you follow me, maybe..."