Yan Zhuo felt something, and when he looked back, he only saw a tall man, striding towards the ground without looking back.

All she was left with was a hurried back.

Does her heart hurt?

Pain!

It hurts too many times, and at this moment, it doesn't hurt anymore.

After today's incident, all the fantasies in her heart about that person came to an abrupt end.

He doesn't deserve it at all!

She didn't want to see him again at all.

The so-called hardship is just a trick by her mother to deceive her.

Yan Zhuo turned her head and didn't look at the figure again, even though she noticed that the figure seemed to be stumbling a little just now, she was ruthless and let herself look away.

This is not her father, he only likes Yan Yun'er, only defends Yan Yun'er, and has no concern for her Yan Zhuo, nor does he have the slightest love. It seems that she is a flower, but she is a grass. Although she didn't know why it was like this, she didn't want to know anything now.

She, naturally, will not and should not have any sense of responsibility for him.

Doesn't he like Yan Yun'er?

Then let Yan Yun'er love him and take care of him.

If he is absent from her life, then she will not need to forcibly intervene in his life.

Yan Zhuo's eyes turned cold and became calm.

After practicing martial arts, she once again felt the coldness of winter, from her hands to her heart.

Yan Zhuo's lips turned purple and trembled slightly.

Xing Zi was the first to observe it, so he handed the stove he had prepared earlier to the young lady's hand.

The heater continuously transmitted heat to Yan Zhuo, feeling the scorching warmth, Yan Zhuo smiled slightly.

In this world, the word "love" is very precious.

Whether it's family, friendship, or love.

If there is a deficiency in family affection, then God will also exchange it, and make up for her with friendship and love.

Yan Zhuo smiled, and the chill in his eyes slowly melted away.

Miss...... I should feel much better at the moment.

Xingzi knows how to be sad, and she doesn't want her to be so sad.

Accompanied by two maids, Yan Zhuo turned around and wanted to leave.

"Sister......

A sweet voice came from behind him, causing goosebumps on Yan Zhuo's body to fall to the ground. This shout successfully made Yan Zhuo's footsteps pause.

"My sister is very sad, after all, my father has always been towards me, you, today's matter, or my father helped me solve it......"

Yan Yun'er smiled sweetly, looking at her from a distance, it seemed that she was a good child who knew how polite and sensible she was.

"Oh, really?"

Yan Zhuo turned around and aimed his eyes at the opposite eye.

The eyes were a little ugly, and there seemed to be endless darkness and squalor under them.

"Naturally, didn't my sister see it?"

Competing for his father's favor seems to be something that very young children do, however, Yan Yun'er has had this knot since she was a child, and if she has the opportunity to ridicule Yan Zhuo at this time, she will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

"I didn't see it, I just saw that my father didn't distinguish between right and wrong, and he did everything possible to cover up a murderer and the real murderer behind the scenes. “

Yan Zhuo responded lightly, and his face did not change significantly.

When Yan Yun'er heard this, she was slightly stunned, but before she could understand Yan Zhuo's words, the expression on Yan Zhuo's face stimulated her.

She instantly became extremely unhappy, she called Yan Zhuo, not to let Yan Zhuo count her down, but to see Yan Zhuo's jokes, to make her sad, her indifferent appearance at the moment is too annoying.

"Isn't my sister very concerned about this, so she smeared me out of jealousy?"

Yan Yun'er asked with a smile.

"Hehe, you think too highly of yourself. “

Yan Zhuo glanced at her, took a step, and took two steps forward.

These two steps, with the power of the internal force that people who have practiced martial arts for a long time, came straight towards Yan Yun'er. Coupled with the coldness in her eyes, Yan Yun'er instantly felt that her blood was frozen, and her whole person couldn't help but take two steps back.

Yan Zhuo smiled, "Sister, do you really want to oppose me? This is a very hard thing~"

It seemed to have no beginning or end, but both of them understood it.

Surprise flashed in Yan Yun'er's eyes, she, she knew that she was hostile to her!

Yan Zhuo also understood her meaning for the first time, and kindly explained to her: "I naturally know, I know it clearly, and I ...... it."

She smiled mysteriously, turned her back, and left Yan Yun'er behind her again, "Last night, my sister was so frightened that her face turned pale and screamed so badly, but it really made my sister feel distressed......"

As he spoke, Yan Zhuo took Xingzi and Qingdai and walked back to his courtyard with elegant steps.

Message Yun'er stood in place, her lips slightly open, and her face was sluggish.

Last night, his face was pale and his screams were terrible......!

The picture from last night, under Yan Zhuo's deliberate reminder, was once again in her mind.

She had just fallen asleep, and in a daze, she felt as if there was something wrong in the room, so she opened her eyes.

Who knows, I saw her at first sight, and this look almost made her heart and soul scatter!

I saw that Siliu was dressed in daytime clothes, and she looked the same as she was before she died. Her face was pale, her eyes bulged wide, and her eyes were still bleeding and tearful, and she stood motionless at the foot of her bed.

He kept muttering, "You give me my life, you give me my ......life," he said, and reached out to pinch her.

The hand stretched out longer and longer, and even touched her neck, and the hand was extremely cold, definitely the kind of cold that was cold, and she was so frightened that she couldn't move at all.

After a while, she came back to her senses, frightened and frightened, screamed, and her face turned pale in an instant.

Yan Yun'er was very scared, in the middle of the night, the evil ghost asked for her life, who could save her?

What's more, they did kill Siliu an hour ago, and at this moment, Siliu came to ask for his life......

Yan Yun'er's lips trembled, a dark purple color, and she quickly hid herself in the quilt.

When a maid heard the sound and lit the lamp, she felt much better, and when she looked again, the figure was gone.

When I asked the maid, she said she had never seen anything.

Yan Yun'er is convinced of Siliu's fate.

At this time, Yan Zhuo told her how she looked last night......

What do you mean, everything that happened last night, Yan Zhuo knows everything?

How did she know?

She never told anyone.

Not to mention, their yard was so far away that she couldn't even hear her screams.

Why is that?

Was she there? Or how would she have known and said the exact same expression on her face?

A new round of fear and anger swept through Yan Yun'er's body again.

Yan Zhuo...... Yan Zhuo...... She......

That ghost is actually played by her?!

It's not her who plays it, it must be played by the maid next to her!

Yan Yun'er felt extremely angry that she was being teased, and she still felt extremely angry! They should have witnessed her ugliness as if they were watching the excitement, Yan Yun'er couldn't stand it when she thought of this, what right did she have to laugh at her!

The most important thing is that Yan Yun'er was not carried away by anger, she discovered another truth.

Yan Zhuo knew that Siliu was dead!

And she must have sent someone to put the body back in her courtyard!

This means that Yan Zhuo found Siliu's body in her backyard.

This means that Yan Zhuo knows that she is the murderer!

She was really surprised.

The words that Yan Zhuo said before resurfaced in her mind again.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had already known about today's situation, Yan Zhuo had already known about it, and although her father didn't know it, she must have known something about it after looking at his previous question......

This means!

What she performed before was a one-man show.

Embarrassment, shame and embarrassment all came to her heart in an instant, Yan Yun'er was really angry, hateful, and annoyed this time, and this time, her face turned red.

It turns out that she is just a fool and thinks of herself as a smart person.

Yan Yun'er, originally like a victorious rooster, holding the crown on his head high, waiting for the worship and praise of others, at this time, like a lost dog, hung his head and went back to his own courtyard.

She didn't want to see people, this total failure made her self-confidence collapse, and it just so happened that she was grounded, all of which gave Yan Yun'er enough time to think carefully.

There was another discussion in Yunjing City.

The matter of the Zhenguo Mansion, as if it had not been concealed, soon spread throughout the capital.

The stigma of the prince has been cleared, but he has fallen into the name of generosity and virtuousness, and even the abuse of Yan Zhuo with everyone has been reduced a lot, and some people seem to have suddenly sobered up, sighing that the well-known waste in the whole city of the town's Guogong Mansion has become so powerful at some point, and it is suddenly both civil and military.

Subsequently, someone played the song that Yan Zhuo played when he was hunting before, and as the music spread, everyone's attitude towards Yan Zhuo changed from the previous contempt to appreciation.

If you want to say it, the hearts of the people are the simplest. It's like this for a while, and it's like that for a while, but if you look closely, you'll see that they're just puppets, led by the nose. It is like the grass on the wall, when the wind blows, it is carried away by the wind.

When others said yes, they applauded excitedly, and they really felt good.

When others say it's not good, they start to scoff at it, and they want to scold that person and thing to death, and never see each other again in this life.

And every few days, when the wind changes, they are like amnesia, no matter what they have done before, they are true and real at this moment, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Yan Zhuo smiled.

So, what does the eyes of others have to do with her?

Their vision, not the standard, should not be the cornerstone of determining self-worth.

They're just grass on the wall.

This shocking song, I think of it, was spread by His Royal Highness the Prince, after all, he had sincerely praised this song before.