As Nan Anning pulled out the dagger, bright red blood gushed out, and the blood was all over the ground.

The cell was instantly filled with a strong smell of blood, almost suffocating.

Nan Anning's eyes widened, and when he saw the man in front of him, he was shocked, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clatter.

Nan Angui saw the man in front of him, fell down little by little, opened his mouth wide, and only felt that his heart was painful at this moment and he couldn't breathe.

"Yan Miaoyu!" It took almost all of his strength to call out his name.

When Yan Miaoyu went out just now, he remembered that the sugar shortbread in his arms was not left for Nan Anzhuo, so he turned back.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw Nan Anning's dagger about to fall on Nan Angui's body, and a dash blocked in front of her.

When the soldier guarding the prisoner heard the noise, he hurriedly ran over, saw the scene in front of him, and was so frightened that he was about to pee his pants.

"Eighth Prince!" The soldier shouted and quickly called for others to come and help.

Nan Anning looked down at the blood on his hands, still in shock and did not react.

She wants to kill Nan Anzhuo, but why did Yan Miaoyu suddenly rush out!

Knowing that the soldiers tied her up and scolded her loudly, Nan Anning finally knew that she was finished.

She assassinated the current prince, and even Nan Chongming couldn't protect her!

Yan Miaoyu was seriously injured and was rushed to the Tai Hospital by the guards, Nan Angui was covered in blood, and her eyes were full of panic.

The corners of Nan Anning's mouth twitched, and she slowly closed her eyes.

……

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Nan Chongming was sleeping, but was suddenly woken up by a knock on the door, Nan Chongming frowned, and scolded loudly in dissatisfaction: "What's going on at night?" ”

The slave outside stood in the heavy rain, crying and shouting: "Master, it's not good, something happened, the eighth prince was assassinated, and now his life is in danger." ”

Nan Chongming sat up from the bed in an instant, put on a coat, and opened the door to see the torrential rain outside.

He asked loudly: "The eighth prince was assassinated, why did he come to inform the old man?" ”

The servant replied cautiously, "But the assassin is the eldest lady." ”

Nan Chongming was as if he had been struck by lightning, and he couldn't stand still and hurriedly held on to the door frame, his old face wrinkled together, and he asked again in disbelief: "You say it again!" ”

It must have been too loud to rain, he just misheard.

"It's the eldest lady, Nan Anning, she has been sent to Dali Temple now!"

Boom! Nan Chongming's legs were completely weak, and he sat on the ground with his ass open, his eyes empty.

The slave hurriedly knelt down to help him up, but Nan Chongming was already frozen and had no strength to stand up.

Assassinating the bloodline of the royal family is a great crime of the nine clans!

……

The rain hit her body, and Nan Angui knelt on the ground, letting the icy cold wind hit her whole body.

"Nan Anzhuo, as a criminal, you should have been in prison, but now you have been kneeling in the palace, you don't want to die?"

The great eunuch beside the emperor spoke earnestly and persuasively.

Since Yan Miaoyu was sent to the Tai Hospital, Nan Angui has been kneeling at the door of the Tai Hospital, refusing to leave.

The emperor is now full of worries about Yan Miaoyu's injury, and he has no time to take care of Nan Angui, but if Yan Miaoyu really has something, the emperor's temper must be buried with Nan Angui.

Therefore, Father-in-law Li is also well-intentioned.

Nan Angui shook her head, her chest ached sharply, and it hurt hotly.

She wanted to accompany Yan Miaoyu here, he was injured because of her, and his clothes were still stained with Yan Miaoyu's blood.

She didn't know how long she had been kneeling, but she knew that countless imperial doctors had come out and gone in, all with sad faces on their faces.

The news of the assassination of the eighth prince was spread in an instant, and the sky began to brighten.

The rain subsided, and Nan An Gui pursed her lips, and she couldn't feel her lower limbs anymore.

She could only pray in her heart that Yan Miaoyu would wake up soon, faster, faster.

"God, please, don't take this only person who loves me away, don't!"

Not long after, a trembling figure suddenly ran over from a distance and knelt beside her.

You don't have to look around to know who this person is.

"Your Majesty! Emperor! It was Weichen who had no way to teach his son, so he made a big mistake and asked the emperor to punish him! ”

Nan Chongming was in tears, kneeling outside the door and kowtowing all the time at the moment, his clothes were messy, and it could be seen that he was not in the mood to wear it well.

Nan Angui didn't look at him either, his eyes looked straight ahead.

Nan Chongming seemed to notice Nan An Gui at this time, and he shouted angrily: "Nan An Gui, it's all your fault, you are a dead star!" ”

“……”

"If it weren't for you, how could your sister have done such a thing?"

Things have come to this point, and Nan Chongming is still blaming Nan Angui for all the faults.

Nan An Gui sneered, and there was infinite despair in his heart.

has a father like this, and there are many regrets in this life.

One after another, all the princes came to the Tai Hospital, and they all came to visit Yan Miaoyu's injury.

After another two hours, the most prestigious Montenegro in the Tai Hospital finally came out and knelt on the ground: "Back to the emperor, back to the princes, the eighth prince is no longer in trouble." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard it, especially Nan Anzhuo, who finally let go of their hearts.

Because of the tension in the palms just now, the nails were deeply embedded in them, and now they are all scars.

"But..."Doctor Montale then hesitated, "The prince is very seriously injured, although he said that he will pick up a life, but when he wakes up, there is a good chance that there will be an abnormality in some part of my body." ”

Now no one knows what he will look like when he wakes up, but it's good that the prince is still alive.

The emperor looked at Nan Anzhui and Nan Chongming, who were kneeling on the ground, and said in a low voice: "You two, go to the imperial study with me,"

Nan Angui was helped up by the girl, and after kneeling for so long, her legs and feet were numb.

Inside the Imperial Study.

Bang!

The emperor slapped the accompanying table violently, and Nan Chongming was already so frightened that he knelt down.

"Your Majesty, old minister, wronged!"

The Beihai Emperor sneered: "Your daughter dares to assassinate the prince, is your next step to be me!" ”

Nan Chongming was so frightened that he kowtowed again and again: "The old minister doesn't dare, the old minister doesn't dare!" ”

Nan Angui had been kneeling there and silent.

"Nan Angui, you tell me what happened!"

Why was Yan Miaoyu injured, and how did Nan Anning get in?

Nan Angui told everything in prison and about Lei Li's death.

Nan Chongming's face was shocked, and he retorted loudly: "Impossible, how could she commit suicide!" ”

"Do I admit that I killed Rayleigh is the answer you are most satisfied with?" Nan Anzhuo's few words made Nan Chongming unable to answer.

He felt that Nan Angui didn't seem to be wrong, so he had to cry and beg the emperor again: Please ask the emperor to be gracious and spare the little girl's life. ”