Yan all over the world

Chapter 237 How Much Gratitude and Enmity Can Make You Happy (2)
I smiled slyly, but he had already understood, feigned anger and said, "Nonsense again."

I smiled, and made a pose with a handkerchief to tie my eyes, and said: "How could I touch that pile of stinky meat, here, I was blindfolded, and the sword was on his neck, and then he obediently did it himself. "

Han Bi laughed, and couldn't help but said: "The so-called prince is just a pile of stinky meat. Will he still play tricks in the future?"

Looking at her smile, I suddenly felt emotional, how long have I not seen them, these people I love, smiling happily?

It was something I was supposed to do, but I never got it right and kept making them worry about me.

Fortunately, I finally left that stagnant and cold palace, that palace full of malice, and left those people and things that disgusted me. The days to come should be clearer, right?

I went back to the palace from Jiahe because the master and Fang Qi were still waiting for me there. Now that they are by my side, there is no need to stay there any longer.

Mu Xin was worried that after we left, whether Xiyin would commit suicide again in order to hurt me, but the master said very clearly: "She is reluctant."

For a person like Xiyin, who cherishes herself so much, and was forced to such a point, the scissors didn't even hurt her vitals, otherwise I would have died long ago. After all, she was reluctant to exchange her life for mine. On that day, But anger welling up in anger.

The hidden guards of the villa will guard her well.

Liuxia Han Bishang was chirping, quacking, and laughing endlessly. They were extremely happy to be able to get out of that sinister palace, but I turned around silently, looking at the majestic and dark shadow of Yanwangfu in the morning light.

The clouds gradually spread all over the sky, the rays of the sun are as brilliant as brocade, and the cornices are shaped like swimming dragons, soaring in the golden morning sun.

Prince Yan's Mansion, no matter what the ending is waiting for you, but I think, I don't want to step back here again.

Putting away my smile, I waved my horsewhip and said lightly, "Master, let's go."

The master didn't move, and said, "Lanzhou."

I was startled for a while, only then did I realize that there was a black spot in the distance, slowly approaching.

When she came closer, it was indeed Lan Zhou.

I looked at her suspiciously, last night I ordered someone to give her money to leave Peiping after her incident, so that she can live in peace in the future, why is she here again?
The sun was gradually brightening, but under the bright light, her complexion was as pale as paper, her eyes were blank and her expression was empty, her face and forehead were glistening with sweat or water, she looked shaky and was about to collapse.

Liuxia Hanbi exclaimed, got off her horse and went to help her, she let them support her, but tried her best to turn her head to me, her lips moved, as if trying to make a sound, but couldn't.

It looked like she had been hit hard.

I looked at her sympathetically, and said softly: "Lan Zhou, just say what you want, we are here."

My voice reached her ears, and her mind seemed to gradually turn back, her slack eyes gradually gathered, turned to me, and murmured for a while: "I killed him..."

I was startled and immediately asked, "Who did you kill?"

"I killed him, I killed him..." She was still muttering and repeating that sentence, when Liu Xia suddenly heard an exclamation, and then there was a clang, Lan Zhou seemed to soften her hand, and I blocked the gap between Liu Xia and Han Bi. In the process, she saw a dagger falling from her palm, and the blood dripping from the dagger splashed all over the ground.

That dagger, with its delicate silver handle, is carved with weird chi patterns and inlaid with enchanting amethysts.

My heart tightened.

Staring at the dagger, I suddenly became afraid and didn't want to go forward.

But there was a steady hand, gently picked up the dagger, and asked Lanzhou gently: "Did you kill him with this dagger?"

It's Mu Xin.

Lan Zhou stared at the dagger as if possessed, and nodded his head foolishly.

"Who gave you the dagger?"

This sentence was like a spell, breaking Lan Zhou's constant state of trance, she suddenly trembled violently, covered her face and cried loudly.

"I didn't want to kill him, I didn't want to kill him!"

Mu Xin's voice became more gentle: "Then why did you kill him?"

Lan Zhou refused to let go of his hand, with tears rolling down his fingers: "It's him! It's him! He's a devil!... He's a devil! I didn't even intend to kill Zheng'an...ah...that devil, That person is not a human, but a devil!"

She plopped down on the ground and sobbed, "I killed someone...I killed someone..."

The voice is as miserable as a sad bird singing at night, and its voice trembles.

Liuxia Hanbi's eyes were already red, and they all knelt down to comfort him softly. Fang Qi took off his cloak and put it on him. I silently stared at the dagger with a blank expression on my face.

After a while, Lan Zhou's mood gradually stabilized, and he began to talk intermittently.

"Princess, after you left... I wanted to pretend to be a ghost to scare him and listen to his innermost thoughts. Just as I was about to go out, I suddenly found that he stood there motionless. Then...then there was a man who didn't know where Where do you get out of..."

Mu Xin asked lightly: "Silver clothes? A very outstanding man?"

Lan Zhou thought for a while with some doubts, and said: "It's too dark. I don't care about the color of his clothes, but his mask is silver. Although he can't see his appearance, he is tall and has a good bearing... Her eyes suddenly turned to Mu Xin, "Although I can't see his appearance, I feel that he is a very beautiful, elegant and noble person, and he will not be inferior to Mr. Yi... But his temperament feels deeper and more confusing, It's not like Mr. Yi is clear... When he came out of the darkness, it was like... as if the whole alley was lit up, and then there seemed to be a very strange agarwood around..."

Her expression gradually blurred, as if sinking into that absurd and dreamlike night again, confused by every move of that charming man, she saw herself staring at him blankly, saw him slowly walking towards her sideways, smiled and handed her a dagger, and asked her, "Why didn't you kill him?"

"Why didn't you kill him?" These words were planted in her heart like poisonous seeds, and she suddenly lost the strength to refute.

Yes, why not kill him?

"He betrayed you, you should kill him." His voice was deep and beautiful, like the first sound of a famous ancient piano, which disturbed the strings of the night, and also disturbed the hidden hatred and evil in her heart.

(End of this chapter)