After she finished speaking, she walked outside. Yun Ziyou grabbed her, with a look of guilt on his face, "Jing'er, I'm sorry, it's just me, you guys..."
"No need to explain, brother, tell me the answer tomorrow whether you want to marry me or not." Xiao Hanjing looked at him steadily, her tenacious eyes passing behind him and falling on the woman on the dragon couch behind the screen.
In the imperial garden, Xiao Hanjing walked hurriedly, followed slowly by a handsome man. The man's breath was cold, as if he was about to explode at any time.
Finally, he said, "If you want Yun Ziyou to die, just try marrying him..."
Xiao Hanjing paused, turned around, looked at the man and said, "Even if he dies, I will marry him!"
Xiao Ninglan didn't speak, just looked at her quietly. He had some doubts, or she was really not his Yan Xiaoyu.
In the other courtyard, the ghost woman cuts the spun yarn into pieces of cloth. She runs the sharp scissors on the gauze, and with the sound of hissing, the cloth takes shape.
"Whether she is Yan Xiaoyu or Xiao Hanjing, she cannot marry Yun Ziyou!" Xiao Ninglan crossed her arms and looked at the ghost woman with a frown.
"You can't stop it. If Jing'er doesn't marry Ziyou, many people including her will die..." the ghost woman said with a pun.
"If she is Xiao Hanjing, then she is Yun Ziyou's sister, and it is impossible for her to marry Yun Ziyou. If she is Yan Xiaoyu, then she is my wife, and it is even less possible for her to marry Yun Ziyou.
!" Xiao Ninglan said decisively.
"There are many things that are unreasonable. For example, if you dare to stop Jing'er from marrying Ziyou, she might kill you!" The ghost woman put down the uncolored cloth in her hand, stroking her hands and looking at Xiao Ninglan.
"She won't. She came under your control just to save me!" Xiao Ninglan looked at her firmly. Before she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards Zixiao Palace.
Looking at his tall figure, the ghost woman fell into deep thought. Yun Ziyou passed by, and Xiao Ninglan passed by him. Neither of them looked at the other, but there was a cold aura circulating around them.
"Grandma, tell me, is what Xiao Ninglan said true?" Yun Ziyou looked at Granny carefully, his handsome brows knitted tightly together.
The ghost woman put her hands behind her back and looked back at Yun Ziyou, "Do you know what you lack compared to Xiao Ninglan?"
Yun Ziyou did not speak, but listened quietly to the next words. She said lightly, "Xiao Ninglan dares to think and do. He has been fighting for it at all costs, but you are always hesitant..."
"I just don't want to hurt her!" Yun Ziyou didn't dare to raise his head to look at the ghost woman, and his eyes hesitantly fell on the Zixiao Palace in the distance.
"Some damage is necessary, otherwise you will never get what you want!" The ghost woman looked at him steadily, her eyes deep.
"I'm not you, and I'm not Xiao Ninglan. I won't do that. If she is Xiao Hanjing now, I can't marry her because I don't love her. If she is Yan Xiaoyu now, then I can't marry her because she
The person I love is Xiao Ninglan..." Yun Ziyou looked firm and indifferent.
"Then what is the purpose of your obsession with Yan Xiaoyu? What is the purpose of making Xiao Ninglan owe you?" the ghost woman said sharply.
"The purpose is just to prove that I am better than him, and to leave a way out for grandpa. The world is not ours after all, and all of this will have to be paid back sooner or later!" Yun Ziyou said with a calm face.
"Ziyou, I have taught you hatred since childhood, taught you how to kill, and taught you how to survive in desperate situations. Why are you like this?" The ghost woman approached him step by step, her eyes showing a fierce look.
"It's because I have seen too much hatred and killing since I was a child, so I see everything so clearly now." Yun Ziyou turned and left. The answer he wanted to get has been obtained. The answer he should give to Xiao Hanjing tomorrow is,
He will give it to her.
In Zixiao Palace, Xiao Hanjing was packing things. She wanted to throw away everything related to Yan Xiaoyu. She hated being regarded as Yan Xiaoyu. Even if Xiao Ninglan and Yun Ziyou had doubts, she knew it.
, she is Xiao Hanjing, no longer Yan Xiaoyu.
The hand that was rummaging for something was held by a slender and powerful hand. She looked up and saw Xiao Ninglan with a gloomy handsome face, "Let go, don't touch me, I hate you!"
"Follow me to a place!" Xiao Ninglan grabbed her and walked out. Xiao Hanjing kept struggling, "Let go, I won't go, I won't go!"
"You have to go!" Xiao Ninglan said firmly, dragging her and flying towards the East Palace.
In the East Palace, the green spring scenery could not hide the desolation that no one had lived in for a long time. Xiao Hanjing almost slipped on the moss on the steps. In the dark hall, the lanterns were swaying in the night wind.
Not far away, a guard patrolled by, and Xiao Hanjing shouted, "Here, help, help--"
Xiao Ninglan didn't expect that she would call for help. When she turned around to glare at her, the guards had already arrived. When she saw the unfamiliar face, she was ready to step forward to take action, but Xiao Ninglan was frightened and backed away.
"Princess?" An uncertain voice floated from a distance, and then Fang Han stepped forward. When his eyes came into contact with Xiao Ninglan, his knees softened and he knelt down suddenly, with the words "Your Majesty" stuck in his throat.
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Xiao Hanjing kicked her feet angrily, why are people here so afraid of Xiao Ninglan? He is no longer the emperor, not to mention wearing a **...
"Get out of here, don't let anyone get close to the East Palace!" Xiao Ninglan sternly said, as if he were a master.
Fang Han had already heard his identity from his eyes and words. He stood up and left with a group of people. But before leaving, his eyes fell on Xiao Hanjing's face.
Up, quickly, passing by.
"What are you going to do? You madman..." Xiao Hanjing struggled and tried to kick and hit Xiao Ninglan, but he was able to resolve them one by one.
"Don't move, the ground is slippery. If you fall, don't blame me for not warning you!" Xiao Ninglan said coldly, holding Xiao Ninglan's hand and letting her lean against the wall, then quickly left to the surrounding grass.
The moment the lanterns in the corner were extinguished, countless Kongming lanterns slowly rose from the ground. Each lantern was like an angel waving its wings, blinking its lovely eyes, flying higher and higher, and finally turned into a shooting star in the sky.