Lord Shizi's favorite is a crazy beauty

Ning Zhi suddenly felt that for so many years, he had been living in a web woven by lies. He seemed to be living soberly, but in reality he was muddled.

It wasn't until yesterday that I woke up from the dream.

He couldn't help murmuring, "Ye Lingchen, why on earth did you do this?"

*
When Ning Zhi came back, his expression was not very good.

Qingyu was a little worried.

He stepped forward, but was immediately hugged by Ning Zhi, "Qingqing, why are you talking?"

Qingyu knew that Ning Zhi was talking about Ye Lingchen.

From last night to now, she couldn't count how many whys Ning Zhi asked.

She also knew that although Ning Zhi said that Tongye Lingchen would be an enemy from now on, he still had some illusions in his heart.

Now it seems that Ye Lingchen might have extinguished Ning Zhi's last illusion.

Over the years, Ning Zhi has always regarded Ye Lingchen as the closest person, but now he tells him that the person you thought was the closest person killed your mother and tortured you for so many years.

This is too absurd, but it is an unchangeable fact.

Qing Yu hugged Ning Zhi back, and said softly, "Ning Zhi, you still have me."

Qingyu could clearly feel that Ning Zhi hugged herself even tighter, and there was a little pain, but Qingyu didn't respond at all.

She knew that at this moment, only she could give him a sense of security.

*
The night was getting deeper, the cold wind was howling outside, and the two figures inside the house hugged each other tightly.

After a long time, Ning Zhi let go of Qingyu, his eyes filled with joy, "Qingqing, it's good to have you."

There was a hint of a smile in Qingyu's eyes, "I also want to say, fortunately, there is you, who pulled me out of the abyss step by step, and gave me the light of heaven."

They are each other's salvation.

Ning Zhi leaned on the head of the bed, and Qing Yu leaned in his arms.

Now, Ning Zhi has completely accepted this cruel fact.

In fact, it's good if the matter is clear, so that he won't have to go to great lengths to find a reason for Ye Lingchen to be exonerated.

Up to now, the two of them had the same idea, which ruined what Ye Lingchen had now, so they asked why in person.

Why did she design to kill her so-called true love, and why was she so cruel that she didn't even spare her own sister?

And the two of them knew better that even though they were powerful now, they were far from enough to Ye Lingchen, the king of the previous country.

What they can do is to draw it slowly.

Bit by bit, all the power that Ye Lingchen possessed now was eroded, leaving him alone.

*
Prince's Mansion.

Although the imperial decree stated that Ye Mo Yu would leave Beijing within a few days, Ye Mo Yu still begged Ye Lingchen to keep his filial piety for Mo Ran.

Although Ye Lingchen didn't show up, he agreed.

After all, Xu Shi still felt that he owed Mo Ran a little.

November [-]th, tomorrow is the day when Yemo Yu leaves Beijing.

Rongshuang came.

These days and nights, Mo Yu has been guarding Yining Palace, and Rong Shuangran never had the chance to see him.

As soon as Ye Mo Yu returned to the mansion, Rong Shuangran rushed over.

Ye Moyu's pupils were slightly red and swollen, with a faint bluish black under his eyes.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep these days.

Mo Ran's sudden death hit him too hard.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing Ye Moyu, Rong Shuangran ran over with a worried face.

Ye Moyu hugged her in his arms, with a slightly choked voice, "Ran'er."

At this moment, Rong Shuangran is his only warmth.

Disregarding the so-called etiquette, Rong Shuangran wrapped her arms around Ye Moyu's waist, her voice was extremely gentle, "Your Highness, Ran'er is here."

Ye Moyu desperately absorbed Rong Shuangran's breath, and only she could calm down her restless heart.

After Ye Moyu's mood eased a lot, Rong Shuangran escaped from Ye Moyu's arms and closed the door.

With a bit of seriousness on his face, "Your Highness is leaving Beijing tomorrow?"

Yemo Yu's eyes darkened, but he still nodded.

He didn't want to leave either, but it was a sacred order.

Rong Shuangran's face darkened a bit, "Then your Highness, have you thought about it, what should Ran'er do?"

Ye Moyu was startled, "Don't you go to Lingzhou alone?"

Rong Shuangran is his fiancée, although his crown prince is abolished now, but the engagement is still there.

And he and Rong Shuangran were already in love with each other, if he left, Rong Shuangran would naturally go with him.

How could he be at ease leaving her alone in Shengjing.

"I do not go!"

Rong Shuangran's volume increased slightly.

How could she be willing to leave Shengjing.

Once she left, her dream of being a princess would really be shattered.

She cannot accept such a result.

So she knew it was extremely dangerous to stay, but she still insisted on doing so.

Yemo Yu frowned fiercely, "But."

Ye Moyu felt a little more anxious. Could it be that Rong Shuangran meant that she didn't want to marry him?

Although Rong Shuangran stayed here entirely for herself, she naturally wouldn't reveal it.

"Your Highness, Ran'er's family members are all in Shengjing, and I cannot betray the family because of my own interests."

Ye Moyu's heart sank, but she understood that Rong Shuangran was right.

Seeing the hesitation in Ye Moyu's eyes, Rong Shuangran took another dose of medicine, "Your Highness, do you really want to go to Lingzhou?

The empress is obviously innocent, but she has to bear this infamy, even if she dies, she will not live in peace. Can His Highness really bear this? "

Rong Shuangran knew that although Ye Moyu was stubborn, she was really filial to Mo Ran.

She didn't believe Mo Ran's wronged death, but Ye Moyu could go to Lingzhou with peace of mind!

Sure enough, Yemo Yu clenched his fists tightly.

What Rong Shuangran said was right, he couldn't tolerate the complete destruction of his mother's first life's Qingming.

"I can not!

But, Ran'er, you need to know that this is the order of the emperor, and resisting the order is a capital offense! "

If he could stay, why didn't he want to stay and find out everything, and give Mo Ran justice.

Seeing this, Rong Shuangran approached Ye Moyu, "Your Highness, Ran'er has a plan."

Yemo Yu's eyes moved, and he said, "Tell me."

"Your Highness, the winter month is already halfway through. If His Highness is seriously ill, it will be the end of the year. At the end of the year, His Majesty can no longer force His Highness to leave."

"But what about next year?"

"Your Highness, the current strategy is to stay. As long as you stay, there is still hope for everything."

Ye Moyu thought about it, then nodded.

*
November thirteenth, today is the day when Yemoyu leaves Beijing.

But early in the morning, the servants of the Prince's Mansion sent a message to the gate of the palace, saying that Ye Moyu had looked ugly since he came back yesterday, and he couldn't get sick today. Now, even his consciousness is a little fuzzy.

Ye Lingchen sent an imperial doctor there, and when he came back, he said that Yemo Yu was worrying too much and had already developed a heart attack, and he was afraid that he would have to rest for a while before he could recover.

After all, Yemoyu is the heir of the royal family. Although Mo Ran made a mistake, Yemoyu has become like this now, and Yelingchen can't be unkind enough to let someone carry Yemoyu to Lingzhou.