"Come and see the Hongu joke?" Sima Chen glared at her angrily.

An Yang moved a chair and sat down. She wasn't worried that Sima Chen would make a move on her. Although the princes have learned more or less one and a half moves, he is not Anyang's opponent with his little kung fu.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, you said that you have a good life, but what kind of enemy do you have? I can't figure it out!

Didn't you expect to be today?

Who egged you on? ”

Sima Chen turned his face away, ignoring her.

An Yang was not angry, "You said that you are afraid of King Jing, even if you want to kill him, it is a matter between your brothers." But you're too vicious! Even a doctor who saves lives and helps the wounded is not spared! What is the deep hatred between the Gu family and you? Do you want to kill them all? ”

Sima Chen suddenly turned his head, his eyes full of confusion and dazedness, which didn't look like a fake, "What healer?" What is the Gu family? How did Hongu not know? How can you slander Hongu?

This palace has always done things above board, how can you be framed at will? ”

An Yang couldn't help but sneer, "I don't dare to admit it!"

Qingshan City Gu family, Gu Shen Doctor! Didn't you send someone to kill you four years ago? Could it be that the prince kills like hemp! Long forgotten? ”

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hongu doesn't understand! Hongu didn't want to hear it either. You are framed!

Get out! Get out! Father will not spare you! You all want to die in Hongu! All framed Hongu! ”

Sima Chen didn't care about the injuries on his body, and sat on the bed and roared.

His manic behavior made An Yang stunned.

How could he be so naïve as a royal man, this guy must be pretending.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince dares to do it!

Hahahaha! An Yang laughed, although he was sad when he mentioned the past, and laughed a little sadly.

Sima Chen was furious, rushed out of bed barefoot to choke An Yang's neck, and scolded hysterically: "You deserve to die!" You forced this palace to rebel! You forced it! I'm going to kill you! Now I'm going to frame this palace on trumped-up charges! You all deserve to die! ”

An Yang turned sideways to avoid his claws, and reached out to point the big hole on his waist. Sima Chen immediately stopped there in a strange posture, and after a few seconds, he fell to the ground with a bang.

An Yang kicked him with his toes, "You finally admit that you rebelled?"

You still want to call my father brother-in-law, you actually killed your own brother, and even our whole family didn't let go! You're the damn one! Are you killing for the Lord of Nanhua? ”

"The big husband dares to act, and the rebellion is forced by you! I admit it! But I'll never admit what I haven't done! I didn't kill Thirteen at all, let alone kill your whole family! You're being framed! Framed! ”

Looking at Sima Chen, who was pointed out and couldn't move, but was still so manic, An Yang really believed it. The tragedy of the Gu family in Qingshan City, he is afraid that he really does not know.

Who could that be? Empress? Or is it someone else?

An Yang asked for a while and felt that this guy was really stupid, so he didn't have the heart to continue. She walked slowly out of the stone house. The acupuncture will be solved by herself after a while, and she is too lazy to do it.

Where are you going now? Anyang hesitated! It was already completely dark, and there was nothing outside except the cold wind whirring and the occasional dim lantern. The garden was huge, but she didn't know where to go.

She definitely couldn't go to the hut where Sima Jing was, otherwise An Jiayin wouldn't know what moths to toss. But even if there is no An Jiayin, she doesn't want to be in the same room with Sima Jing.

An Yang looked up at the somewhat dim sky, there was no moon tonight, not even a few stars, and the darkness was even more gloomy.

It has been nearly half a year since she married into the Jingwang Mansion. She always tries to control her emotions and keep herself from worrying too much about many things. After all, she can't help anyone until she becomes stronger, and it is difficult to even protect herself.

She knew that she had been running away, and the last thing she wanted to face was feelings. She didn't know how she could forget the past and start a new life.

She suppressed her feelings for a few months, until she met Dongfang Ran, who was cynical and a little ruffian, and her life seemed to have a lot more color. She also found a little bit of herself.

She herself didn't know when she began to become more and more attached to him. It seems that as long as he is there, there are many problems that can be solved. She gave him the courage to regain his courage and stop being so pessimistic.

However, today, just now, when she looked at the intimacy between Fang Fang and Dongfang Ran. She had thought she wouldn't care, she was just friends with him. But she found that she could not make herself indifferent.

She doesn't know what's wrong with her? She was plunged into a sorrow that she had never felt before, and she was at a loss for the future.

An Yang walked aimlessly in the cold and dim garden, her heart heavier than the gloomy sky. She was like a soulless person, with no way to think, no goal, no direction.

She's so tired! I want to lie down like this, ask nothing, think about nothing. She herself couldn't remember how long she hadn't rested.

Ever since the emperor issued that decree to raid the family, she has been like a spinning top, never stopping for a moment.

She didn't know where she had gone, she only knew that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and she didn't even know when she had fallen, and she fell into a deep sleep like this, not even wanting to wake up again.

In the innermost room on the third floor of the Hundred Flowers Building, Dongfang Ran was soaking in the cold and biting bathtub with his eyes slightly closed, there was no expression on his face, only he knew the huge waves rolling in his heart at this moment.

He didn't know why, every time he saw Sima Jing, he would lose control of his emotions.

He's been getting more and more poisonous lately. He didn't know how much longer he would last. Everyone who knew this Gu said that he would not live to be thirty years old, that is, there were three years left at most.

Originally, he was not afraid of life and death, but now he seems to be a little concerned. Because of Anyang! That stubborn and extremely intelligent girl, she is so bright and moving, so different!

She was so lonely and pitiful, he wanted to help her, to accompany her, he didn't want anyone to hurt her!

That King Jing is really hateful, she still cares about him so much. His heart felt like he was stuffed with a ball of cotton, and he was so depressed that he couldn't do it.

Fangfang: They went to check the news and haven't come back yet. I don't know how that stubborn little girl is doing now! He just wanted to see her happy in his last few years. He can't give her a future, and he doesn't want her to have any concerns about him. Although this has been thought about for a long time, why did I see her lonely back just now, and my heart was so distressed that I couldn't breathe!

He can't be emotional, otherwise the Gu poison will attack. But he couldn't control his emotions since he met her! If this continued, he felt that he didn't need to wait until he was thirty years old, that he could hang up at any time.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the closed door, Dongfang Ran opened his eyes violently, and glanced at the familiar shadow.

"What are you doing here with your master?"

"She fainted!" The voice of the bright moon.

Dongfang Ran flew out of the bath bucket, didn't care about the body dripping with ice water, picked up a robe and wrapped it and rushed out.

Mingyue was taken aback by his appearance, when did the young master she knew be so uncalm? He was cold, and his hair was dripping with water.

"Master! She was probably too tired and I had already carried her back to my room! She's fine! Mingyue was really distressed when she looked at such a master.

Dongfang Ran finally regained some of his senses. What kind of nervousness is he! She hasn't rested for a few days, and fainting now shouldn't be a big deal, so let her sleep when she's tired!

The cold aura on his body dissipated, and he walked back to the room. The pain in his heart miraculously disappeared.

The duration of the attack seems to have been shortened considerably. Dongfang Ran walked back with confusion. Mingyue followed, picked up the cloth towel next to her, and habitually helped Dongfang Ran wipe her hair.

"Ye cares about her too much! That's not good! You know your own body best! When this matter subsides, you should go back to Huashan! It's been too long since I came out this time, and the old man has been urging it several times! Mingyue glanced at Dongfang Ran, who closed her eyes and pretended to be dead, and continued to wipe her hair.

"Whether you agree or not, you have to go back this time! I'll let Renault press you back! Mingyue's tone was a little colder.

"Xiaoyue is a lot bolder, and she even has to take care of her master's affairs? Don't forget who you are now! Dongfang Ran lowered his voice.

"Of course I know who I am now! But I also know that you are my brother! I'm supposed to take care of it! Mingyue showed no weakness.

Dongfang Ran didn't make a sound until his hair was dry, and Mingyue helped him take a change of underwear.

Dongfang Ran slowly opened her eyes and asked her to go back to take care of Anyang first.

Mingyue didn't procrastinate, turned around and hurried away.

Dongfang Ran took the clothes but didn't rush to wear them, he slowly closed his eyes and let his heart slowly calm down.

…………

There was nothing to do all night, and Anyang woke up for the second time before it was dawning, and she couldn't sleep well because she had something in her heart.

She rubbed her swollen brow with her hand, and looked at the not very spacious room by the faint glow of the charcoal fire. The interior is simple in color, absolutely not related to the gorgeous, but clean and tidy, and the owner is a careful and cautious person. Every corner has been carefully arranged and is small and exquisite. It should be a women's residence.

She didn't know how she got here, and she was a little surprised when she looked at the middle coat she was wearing. Who changed it for her?

Mingyue, who was sleeping outside, heard the movement inside, rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked in with the curtains.

When Anyang saw the bright moon, a hanging heart finally let go.

"You brought me here yesterday?" Anyang watched Mingyue go and light a candle.

Mingyue nodded with a "hmm", "Princess!" It's still early! Do you want to sleep a little more? ”

"I can't sleep!" Anyang wants to sleep, but now that the crisis is lurking, let her sleep with peace of mind!

She got up and put on her shoes, and walked out to look at the gray sky in a daze, she didn't know how to move next, and she was afraid that a wrong step would be a mistake.

She blew the cold wind for a while, Mingyue had already prepared toiletries, and after a simple wash in Anyang, she planned to go back to Jingwangfu to think of a way.

"An An! Morning! ”