Yun Ziyou looked at the old prince with a pale face. After a while, he smiled sadly and said, "Grandpa, because you know these two children are not mine, do you have the heart to kill them?"
"That's right!" The old prince looked stern and looked at Yun Ziyou with cold eyes, "All the children of the Xiao family deserve to die, not to mention that you deceived me about Yun Xiao for so long, and actually made me think that he was really my grandson.
…”
Yun Ziyou lowered his head and smiled faintly, with water sparkling in his clear eyes, "Why is it you, grandpa, why is it you and mother-in-law?"
He seemed to be murmuring to himself, as if his whole body had lost his soul. The old prince squatted down with his fat body and held Yun Ziyou's arm, "Ziyou, now the Wei family is gone and Xiao Ninglan is dead. The world belongs to us.
It’s ours!”
Yun Ziyou slowly raised his head and looked at him with a strange look. After a while, he said sympathetically, "Grandpa, do you really think Xiao Ninglan is dead? Do you really think that after going through so much, I will
Can we still be vigilant?"
The old prince's face suddenly changed. When he turned his head, he was stunned. He saw Xiao Ninglan standing up slowly in Yan Xiaoyu's arms. His phoenix eyes looked at him coldly, then he raised his hand and wiped away the stain on the corner of his mouth.
Bloodstains.
"You, you're not dead?" The old prince showed an expression of disbelief and took a few steps back. The ghost woman stopped him in front of him.
"How could I die without finding the murderer behind the scenes?" Xiao Ninglan smiled coldly and raised her hand to gently wipe away the tears on Yan Xiaoyu's face.
Yan Xiaoyu was too stimulated. Too many things happened in one day, but she was still stunned and couldn't close her mouth.
Xiao Ninglan lowered her head, kissed her on the lips, and patted her undecided cheek, "Be good, stand aside, the back of the garden is safe!"
Yan Xiaoyu nodded, already understanding in her heart, and retreated towards the back of the garden.
"Xiao Ninglan, even if you are faking death, I am afraid that if you are here, you will really die!" The hag took out the scepter from her cloak, and a cold light shot out from the top of the scepter.
Xiao Ninglan shook her head, looking careless, "Do you think Yun Ziyou is a vegetarian when he displays so many formations?"
Gu Po turned around and looked at Yun Ziyou, "Ziyou, you won't help an outsider, will you?"
Yun Ziyou did not speak, but the old prince stepped forward and roared, "Ziyou, I am your only relative, your only one. Kill Xiao Ninglan, and there will no longer be any barrier between us, grandfather and grandson!"
Xiao Ninglan sneered, but Yun Ziyou had no expression on his face. He looked at everything in front of him, stood up suddenly, and when he approached the ghost woman, he bent his knees and knelt down and said, "Mother-in-law, Ziyou thanks you for teaching me!"
He leaned over, kowtowed three times, and then knelt down on his knees in front of the old prince, "Grandpa, Ziyou thanks you for your kindness in raising me!"
He kowtowed three times again, and when he stood up, he turned to the guards behind him and said sternly, "Come here, take down the old prince and the ghost woman, remove all their meritorious titles, and hand them over to Dali Temple!
"
The ghost woman wanted to resist, but Yun Ziyou looked stern, "Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!"
The scepter in the ghost woman's hand fell to the ground. She looked at Yun Ziyou and could not speak. His eyes reminded her of a king who looked down upon the world. This was the Ziyou she had trained, a king who ruled the world.
After the dust settled, Yan Xiaoyu bit her lower lip and wiped the blood on Xiao Ninglan's body. She found that the blood on his body was all fake and he himself was completely intact.
She punched him hard on the chest, but he didn't dodge. He held her little hand tightly and whispered, "Yu'er..."
"Don't scare me with this kind of thing again, don't hide it from me anymore, do you know, I'm very scared..." Yan Xiaoyu started to cry, her cheek buried in Xiao Ninglan's chest.
Xiao Ninglan kissed her forehead, "I'm sorry, there will be no future, no!"
Yun Ziyou coughed lightly and was about to leave. Xiao Ninglan turned around and looked at him, squinting and said, "Yun Ziyou, do you still owe me an explanation?"
Yun Ziyou glanced at him, said nothing, and just walked to his bedroom.
Yan Xiaoyu stepped forward, blocked his way, looked at his cold expression, and muttered, "Ziyou, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"
Yun Ziyou smiled mockingly and looked at Yan Xiaoyu, whose face was drooping, "You never believe that I will not hurt you, nor will I hurt anyone you love!"
The bitterness in his words made Yan Xiaoyu's heart tremble. Yun Zi swam past her and wanted to leave, but was blocked by Xiao Ninglan again.
He looked at him quietly and said in a calm voice, "Yunduo and Yunxiao, whose children are they?"
Yun Ziyou looked up at the sky and sighed, "Xiao Ninglan, the good deeds you did that night at Baihua Tower, have you forgotten even yourself?"
Xiao Ninglan's face condensed, and she glanced at Yan Xiaoyu worriedly. He had been in love with her for so many years, and this was the only time he cheated on her, but what does this have to do with Xiaoyu's child?
Yun Ziyou slightly raised his lips, "Do you still remember the tunnel in Xiaoyu's palace? Don't tell me, you don't know where that tunnel leads..."
Xiao Ninglan suddenly couldn't breathe. That tunnel led to Baihua Tower. If so, then he wasn't dreaming that night. The person he bumped into was indeed Yan Xiaoyu. He staggered a few steps as if he was struck.
Yan Xiaoyu's face turned pale, and she looked at Yun Ziyou intently, "Between us, we..."
"There is no relationship between us at all. When you wanted to use me to exchange with the ghost woman, I had already planned to complete the scene. That night, I fed you psychedelic drugs. Xiaoyu, you once
, want to kill your and Xiao Ninglan's children, they are your and Xiao Ninglan's children!" Yun Ziyou smiled cruelly, gritted his teeth, and looked at Yan Xiaoyu with a complicated look.
Yan Xiaoyu backed up and screamed. She covered her ears and tears fell from her eyes. "No, it's impossible. Yun Duo and Yun Xiao are not Ning Lan's children. No, I don't want to kill them, no, no!"
She burst into tears, thinking of the infant Yun Duo and Yun Xiao who was drugged and threatened by her. How could she do that, how could she do that to her child?