Ye Minghuan couldn't care about the dissuasion of others, sacrificed the vicissitudes, and flew down the mountain against the wind. Zhou Yanqiu didn't say anything more, just handed over the jade pendant to Ruyue, and explained that the two of them must be optimistic about Ye Minghuan and don't let her do stupid things. Ruyue Xiangyue said yes, immediately saluted and retreated, and chased Ye Minghuan away.

Ye Minghuan flew with an angry wind, and the Cangruo in his hand seemed to feel the anger of his master, and it also shone with a light gold light.

As she passed by the school grounds, everyone saw a pale golden light flash and fly towards the gate.

When everyone saw this, they all had different thoughts. Some people saw that she seemed to be going to break through again and felt that they could watch a good show, and some people were worried about her, but Nan Zhenzi secretly said in her heart, "It seems that the eldest prince's plan has succeeded, heh, Ye Minghuan, you don't have Ye Shaochuan by your side, see what you do to fight with me!" ”

Ye Minghuan didn't know what she was thinking, and he didn't know that his big enemy was underneath. All she could think about now was killing Ling Xuanlan and killing him!

Xiangyue Ruyue rushed to her side in time, opened the door for her, and the three of them flew down the mountain together.

Ye Minghuan arrived at the East Palace, ignored the obstruction of a group of guards, forcibly broke through the blockade line, and entered the dormitory where Ling Xuanlan was.

Ling Xuanlan saw her with anger, her eyes glared angrily, and she knew that she must have misunderstood. Immediately got up and greeted him, he wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start. He could only hold back one sentence, "Ah Huan, you listen to my explanation..."

Ye Minghuan didn't wait for him to finish, and directly gave him a slap, "Slap--" The crisp voice resounded through the dormitory.

This palm not only blinded Ling Xuanlan, but also blinded the guards who rushed in.

Ling Xuanlan didn't seem to react yet, he looked at Ye Minghuan and muttered, "... Ah Huan? “

After Ye Minghuan finished fighting, he immediately pulled out Cangruo, pressed it against Ling Xuanlan's throat, and said hatefully, "Don't call me Ah Huan, my name is Ye Minghuan!" ”

"It's the only daughter of the Zhenbian Hussar General of the Yingguo Mansion, Ye Minghuan!"

"You killed my father, I'm going to kill you!"

Ye Minghuan roared as if cathartic, but the hand holding the sword couldn't move.

She looked at Ling Xuanlan's eyes, there was no other emotion in them, no fear, no weakness, nothing but the shadow of a person, that is, herself.

He looked at his eyes and quickly regained his composure, as gentle and calm as before, like a warm spring breeze in March, blowing into his heart.

Ye Minghuan felt that he must be crazy, and he would be soft at such a time.

When all the guards saw Ye Minghuan pointing at the prince with a sword, they immediately drew their swords and pointed at Ye Minghuan.

Seeing them like this, Ling Xuanlan immediately shouted, "Take it back!" ”

Although those guards were ordered to guard the East Palace, they did not let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince go out. But, after all, the prince is still the prince, and they can't disobey the order, so they have to take the sword back.

Ye Minghuan saw him like this, and said in his heart that he must have acted for himself. So he was ruthless and pressed the sword in his hand a few points closer. The sharp blade cut a hole in his neck, and the blood was left along the white neck, which was striking and piercing, and dripped to the ground along the tip of the sword.

The room was silent, except for the sound of everyone's breathing, except for the ticking of blood dripping on the floor.

Ye Minghuan came back to his senses at this time, and saw that he was bleeding, and the knife edge was still a little deep, and suddenly his heart trembled, his hand shook violently, and the sword fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Ahh Leaf... Ming Huan," Ling Xuanlan lowered his eyes and said, "I know the grief in your heart, and I also know that you don't believe me now." But what I didn't do is what I didn't do. If you are not happy in your heart, if you can make you happy, you can give me a few swords. ”

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes again, looked at Ye Minghuan and said sincerely, "Yan Haoxue has already investigated what happened to those two things before. It's all designed by Nan Zhengzi. ”

"My secret guard came back and told me that Nan Zhenzi and Ling Xuanche had several private contacts. You have to be careful, not only to be careful of her, but also to be careful of Ling Xuanche. ”

Ye Minghuan was stunned, not knowing what to say, and his heart was extremely entangled.

Do you believe in him, or do you not believe him? But in the war report, it was really said that he had killed his father.

But he didn't look like he had really done those things. If he really did it, he knew that he couldn't hide it, and he would definitely confess. I won't be as calm as I am now, and explain it to myself well.

Ye Minghuan's heart was in turmoil at this time, and she didn't know what to decide. Those images kept flashing in her mind, the first time he and her first met, he had been looking at herself tenderly; On that day in Jishilou, he flew over to protect himself; That day in Mingyue Tower, he was jealous and cute.

Of course, there is also the entanglement between him and Nan Jizi, and Nan Jizi calling him brother, and the sentence on the letter.

"Huanhuan, there are some things that seeing is not necessarily believing."

Yan Haoxue's words suddenly sounded in her heart.

She suddenly raised her eyes to look at Ling Xuanlan, and her eyes seemed to be shining with tears.

Feelings are really an unreasonable thing, it seems to be plain hidden in your heart every day, but when the mountains collapse one day, it is like a flood of water to vent out, drowning your reason completely.

Although Ye Minghuan knew that all the evidence pointed to him, he also suspected that he was the murderer. But when she looked at him, she still felt deep down that even if there was no evidence to prove that he must be innocent, he maybe, not necessarily really did these things.

Her mind was very messy, she retracted Cangruo, took one last look at Ling Xuanlan, turned around and ran.

Ling Xuanlan wanted to stop her and explain, but she couldn't say anything.

For the first time, he felt a visceral sense of powerlessness.

He looked at her back in the distance, small, thin, and looked so thin. He knew that she was helpless now, and he also knew that she would have a difficult road ahead, and his heart was distressed, but he was helpless now that he was guilty and could not protect her for the rest of his life.

But he, Ling Xuanlan, must prove his innocence, and must give Ye Minghuan a happy home, so that her future future will no longer be a shadow.