Ni Wuyin listened to her question, and couldn't help choking up: "I know who my enemy is......"

Lan Qingyan listened, and pretended to be puzzled. She frowned. "You...... How do you know? And who is your enemy? ”

Ni Wuyin wiped her tears and replied with some hesitation: "I went to the mausoleum with His Highness, and right next to the mausoleum, I found a note. ”

As she spoke, she gave the note in her sleeve to Lan Qingyan.

After Lan Qingyan read the note suspiciously, she couldn't help but be surprised: "But Sister Wuyin, this is ...... Is it credible? ”

"I speculate that the person who left me this note is the one from the Nine Pylorics."

On that note, there is indeed the seal of the Nine Pyloric Gates. Every killer of the Nine Pyloric Gates will have a seal as a way to prove their identity.

"So...... This should be true. ”

Lan Qingyan listened, and then carefully glanced at the note.

It's true, that's the note I wrote for Ni Wuyin.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise a smug and sinister smile.

"But...... The note says, "Your enemy is the Third Highness?" ”

Lan Qingyan pretended to be in disbelief, took the note in his hand again, and crumpled it into a ball. In order not to let yourself have worries, this thing naturally has to be destroyed as soon as possible.

Ni Wuyin didn't know what to do at this time. She felt that her life was like a dream, and she could never wake up from it.

When she was young, she had the love of her parents, her noble status, and a group of subordinates who loved her very much......

But at the moment when the Nine Pyloric Gate broke into the Ni Mansion, she had nothing. All she had was a cold corpse and a desire for revenge.

Later, she entered the Dongyan Palace, and inexplicably became the palace person of Qinghua Palace. There, she met Gongzi Yu, and fell in love with him after experiencing some ups and downs......

But now, she unexpectedly knew that he was her enemy!

She couldn't accept it at all.

"Actually...... Sister Wuyin," Lan Qingyan said again when she saw her tortured appearance. "Although Qingyan is in Shutong Palace, Sister Wuyin didn't tell her in such detail at the beginning, but Qingyan has also heard a lot of rumors."

Lan said lightly, and began to pretend to be very embarrassed again.

"I deduced it carefully, and I also felt that Gongzi Yu's behavior was a little suspicious. But seeing that you are so happy, I thought that His Royal Highness was sincere in treating you, but my inference was wrong......"

Ni Wuyin listened to her words and suddenly raised her head. "You mean, you've always found him suspicious?"

"Sister Wuyin, in fact, no matter what you say about this matter, we don't have any real evidence, so don't think about it......"

Lan Qingyan's obstruction made Ni Wuyin feel that this matter was very complicated.

"Qingyan, do you think there's something wrong?"

Lan Qingyan listened, and said "ah" even more difficultly. "Actually......"

Lan Qingyan hesitated for a moment, and suddenly remembered something.

"I've heard that, so don't take it all seriously."

Ni Wuyin looked at her and nodded.

Lan sighed lightly. "The Third Highness is the Master of the Nine Pyloric Sect. The reason why he arranged you to Qinghua Palace is also to better monitor you and get the flower order he wants! ”

Ni Wuyin listened to it and couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

There is really no such kind person in this world, there is no one who is good to her for no reason, and there is no one who does not want to get the throne.

What's more, he is the third son of Dongyan.

Seeing her like this, Lan Qingyan continued: "And in order to save you and let you fake your death, he went to get the white sesame grass again...... It's also because he wants to harm you, and he's afraid of losing your trust, so he made a whole set of dramas to deceive you! ”

Ni Wuyin thought about it carefully, and remembered something.

She was framed as Nan Zhao Xizuo, and it was nothing more than because of that note. But except for Gongzi Yu, who can enter and leave Qinghua Palace at will?

"And the matter of the county lord of Bian'an is not the Zhou family's doing. It's Gongzi Yu who doesn't want to marry the county lord of Bian'an, but he wants you to take the blame for him! ”

It seems that Gongzi Yu is not only affectionate to himself, he is so affectionate to everyone. Same.

"When there is also a hunting ground, Gongzi Yu is also afraid that you will be suspicious, and he wants to prove his identity through this bitter trick......"

"Alright."

Ni Wuyin's heart has been hollowed out alive. She couldn't listen any longer.

Lan Qingyan saw that her heart was in turmoil, so she said again: "Sister Wuyin...... You, are you okay? ”

Ni Wuyin nodded in a panic and shook her head again. "It's okay, I'm ...... I just can't accept this fact for a while. ”

She has experienced too many ups and downs, and has wandered between life and death several times. What is this pain?

"Sister Wuyin, you and he are going to get married, do you still want to marry him?"

Ni Wuyin didn't reply. She stood there a little bewildered, her mind so distracted that she didn't know what to do.

"I ...... I don't know, I might be ......"

Ni Wuyin said, her brows furrowed tightly, tears rolling in her eyes. She breathed frantically and put her hands over her head again.

"I ...... I'm so tired, I'll go back first. ”

After Ni Wuyin finished speaking, he turned to leave. Lan Qingyan first smiled proudly, and then ran forward anxiously.

"Sister Wuyin, you have to be calm! I'll send you back now!" ”

"Don't be light, I'll just go back by myself."

As she spoke, she walked out of the Shutong Palace.

Lan smiled slyly in place. Ni Wuyin actually really believed Mrs. Ben's words. It seems that her relationship with Gongzi Yu is not as affectionate as Mrs. Ben thinks. ”

This matter is a knot in Ni Wuyin's heart. When she was poisoned and unconscious, she was deeply guided by dreams. Now that she is only thinking about revenge, how can she not believe Lan Qingyan's words?

Ni Wuyin walked step by step on the way back to Qinghua Palace.

Lightning and thunder, wind and rain.

At this time, she no longer knows whether she is dead or alive......

She stopped abruptly, raised her head, and looked at the boxy sky.

Father, Mother...... Is it really him, is it really him who hurt you?

Could this be the destiny of heaven?

She closed her eyes tightly, letting the rain hit her face and drench her crimson garment.

If this life can be determined by one glance, will there not be so many disturbances?

It seems that we are still destined after all. After all, there are always too many of us apart, too much......