The Yun Family’s Ninth Child is an Imp!

Hei Xinjiu was not surprised by what Yangchun Baixue said at all. Human relationships were always cold and warm.

Yangchun baixue said self-mockingly, “I was blind in the past and thought that the Crown Prince had a sincere heart for me. However, ever since my parents passed away, I knew that he only took a fancy to my parents’power.

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“Moreover, he could also leave a good reputation and give the sheep tribe an explanation.”

Yun chujiu nodded. Although the Little Baa liked to cry, it was still clear-headed. “Then what do you plan to do?”

“Tomorrow morning, I will go to meet the emperor and request the Emperor to revoke the marriage. Even if I am punished, I will not become some crown prince’s wife.”

Yun chujiu shook her head. “Since they have already planned it out, they will not revoke the marriage.”

“Even so, I still want to give it a try. If worst comes to worst, I will just crash into the Golden Hall and die,”Yangchun Baixue said firmly.

“Little meh meh, it’s better to die than to stay alive. Don’t be a fool,”Hei Xinjiu advised.

A trace of warmth welled up in Yangchun Baixue’s heart. Although this puppet was a little weird, it still cared about her.

“It doesn’t matter if you die. Who Will Cook for me! Besides, if you die, Will I die as well? I haven’t lived long enough. You are not allowed to die!”Hei Xinjiu said fiercely.

Yangchun Baixue:”…”

“Little Meh Meh, your parents definitely don’t want you to die like this. If you commit suicide, would it be worth it to them? Isn’t it just an engagement? What’s so difficult about it? Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, no one will dare to make things difficult for you,”hei xinjiu said confidently.

Yangchun Baixue looked at Hei Xinjiu speechlessly. Where did this good-for-nothing puppet get his confidence from? !

However, Yun Chujiu’s words had touched her. She could not die just like that. Otherwise, she would not have the face to meet her parents.

Hei xinjiu blinked her eyes. “Little meh meh, aren’t you going to meet the Saint Tomorrow? Let me give you an idea.”

Yangchun baixue listened to Hei Xinjiu’s boisterous words and her mouth opened wide in surprise. Could this work? However, she was at a loss and could only try her best.

The next morning, Yangchun Baixue waited on the puppet ancestor for breakfast before bringing Hei xinjiu out of the general’s residence.

Hei Xinjiu looked around as she floated. She was amazed. The Imperial City of the demon race was quite prosperous. It was really strange that there were no records of such a large demon realm in the outside world.

When they were about to reach the imperial palace, Hei Xinjiu jumped into Yangchun Baixue’s brows under her pleas. Anyway, she could see and hear everything with her spiritual sense, so they could just go in.

Yangchun Baixue took a deep breath. She had always lived as if she was treading on thin ice. She did not dare to take even half a step. However, today, for the sake of her parents’face and the dignity of the Yangs, she was willing to risk everything.

When the imperial guards saw Yangchun Baixue step forward to stop her, Yangchun baixue sneered, “The imperial edict in my hand is the Retired Emperor’s. Who Dares to stop me? !”

When the imperial guards saw the imperial edict in Yangchun Baixue’s hand, they immediately did not dare to come any closer. They even knelt on the ground.

Yangchun baixue straightened her back and held the imperial edict as she walked step by step into the throne room.

She was glad that the good-for-nothing puppet had given her the idea. Otherwise, she would have been chased away by someone with an excuse if she could not even enter the throne room.

There was an early morning court today. Yangchun Baixue felt a lot of pity, schadenfreude, or cold gazes the moment she walked into the throne room.