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The jasmine fragrance burning in the incense burner with blue and white branches became more fragrant and fragrant, and the sunlight shining through the window became more brilliant and warm, but Lin Zhaoyan felt as if he had fallen into the cold winter lake.

Every word and sentence of the second prince made her heart sink a little further.

Her body trembled unconsciously, but she didn't know if it was cold or fear.

"No, it's not me..." I wanted to say too many words, but thousands of words only turned into these three words.

It's not her, it's not her intention.

She didn't want to cause Cheng Nanbo's mansion to beheaded!

It's really not her!

The little woman's face was full of panic and her eyes, which had always been quiet, were almost collapsed and desperate.

Yes, hundreds of people are about to be killed, and any normal person will be overwhelmed by huge guilt.

Lin Zhaoyan, after all, it will not be the second Mosque.

Xiao Huan stood up, pulled her over and hugged her in his arms, then gently patted her back, comforting: "I believe, I believe it's not you."

Lin Zhaoyan sobbed, still trembling all over.

Only then did Xiao Huan realize that the one in his arms was only a fifteen-year-old girl. No matter how calm and composed she was, she was still as delicate as a flower, and she would be so fragile and vulnerable.

Xiao Huan hugged her tighter, and had to admit that he liked her so fragile.

At least, he can protect her and shelter her from the wind and rain.

"Don't be afraid, I have destroyed all those letters, and there will be no news of the wind. Everything will go as planned." Her head was covered with a pleasant fragrance of magnolia, refreshing. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, stroked it one by one like comforting a kitten, and then whispered. "I will never let innocent people die in vain, nor will I turn against my third brother and give anyone an opportunity to take advantage of it."

He didn't know who the letters in the dragon robe were released, but he knew clearly the purpose of that person.

The snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman gains profit. He has already made a rough judgment in his heart.

The third brother was blindfolded by the throne of power, but he couldn't.

What he cares about was never the empty position that looked extremely glorious but was actually ugly.

Lin Zhaoyan was hugged tightly by him, with his face pressed against his broad chest. He could smell the special fragrance on his body.

The second prince never incenses, and he always has a faint smell of grass on his body.

Very nice smell.

Lin Zhaoyan burst into tears, and raised his head and looked at him in a daze. His eyes were hazy. There were still a string of crystal tears hanging on the corners of his eyes, which looked weak and beautiful.

Xiao Huan's heart moved and couldn't help but lower his head.

Seeing his face getting closer, Lin Zhaoyan suddenly came back to his senses and immediately lowered his head to avoid it in panic.

Xiao Huan's lips barely brushed against her forehead.

She didn't have bangs on her forehead, so she could clearly feel the heat of his lips.

Lin Zhaoyan's heart trembled, and his face instantly turned to the base of his neck.

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Compared with the warmth of the Second Prince's Mansion, Chengnanbo Mansion, located in the east of the city, is in a huge fear and despair.

The head of the house is not here.

The head of the family was arrested.

The old lady and the wife in charge were even more dizzy and fell down.

Only a few concubines and ladies who were at a loss and even thought about escaping.

Without the backbone, the maids were even more confused. The fear of dying was deeply engulfed in everyone's heart. Some people only knew how to hold their heads and cry, while others took advantage of this last time to vent their usual dissatisfaction. Some were brave and even began to snatch property, and Cheng Nanbo's mansion fell into unprecedented chaos and disarray.

People's hearts are sinister and all kinds of things in the world are only visible when danger comes.

Zhou Jingyu stood in front of the hall and looked at everything in the hall coldly. The greater the anger and pain in his heart, the less he was on his face.

She just looked quietly, watching the people who were usually hypocritical and flattering, revealing their true faces, as if they had torn apart the coat of human skin, revealing the rottenness and filth inside, making people feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

The most calm person is probably Aunt Fang.

No matter how Madam Huang threatened, intimidated or cried and begged for mercy, she remained indifferent, and kept stuffing valuable things into her arms in her sleeves, and did not forget to remind the eight girls who followed her closely.

"Aunt Fang, you can't do this, you can't do this! These are all things from the Bo Mansion. If you do this, you will be beaten to death by your wife!"

"What kind of wife of the Bo Mansion? I'm still pretending to be arrogant to me now! Your eldest son has committed the crime of killing the nine clans, and the whole mansion will be buried with him! If I don't accompany you, I don't know anything. I'm innocent! As long as I'm incompatible with you, I will definitely not die! The second prince will definitely let me go! Yu'er, why are you standing there? Take it quickly! If you don't take it, what do you eat? Do you still think you are a lady?"

A series of words like a series of cannons were said, making everyone stunned.

Can this still be done? Can you survive as long as you are incompatible with the uncle's family?

The maid who cried with her head and forgot to cry, and was all thinking about how to draw a clear line with her uncle's mansion.

Grab, smash, burn?

No, it was probably the biggest contribution that he had killed the wife and lady in the head of the family!

In the face of death, where is there any humanity and loyalty?

Some people are already ready to move.

"Bang"!

A loud noise was heard throughout the hall, instantly suppressing everyone's evil thoughts.

"Who dares to betray Bo Mansion?! Do you still want to escape? You have to see the whip on my hand that agrees or not!"

Then there was Aunt Fang's heart-wrenching cry.

It turned out that the sound was the third girl whipping on Aunt Fang's flesh.

Aunt Fang was instantly pulled to the ground, and her face, which was as beautiful as a flower, twisted in pain. "You little..."

Before she could say anything, Zhou Jingyu's whip was slapped hard again, and the strong wind swayed, using all the force.

"Ah!" Aunt Fang screamed again.

Zhou Jingyu seemed to have not heard of it, raised the whip in his hand and whipped it over again.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"...

Dozens of voices sounded one after another, each of which used all its strength, not a warning, but a life that really took away.

Aunt Fang also gradually lost the sound of the whipping sounds and finally returned to peace.

"Auntie..." Miss Eight knelt down tremblingly, her little face full of panic.

"Don't cry!" Zhou Jingyu whipped her face with another whip and angrily scolded, "If you cry for this bitch, you will be the next one! And everyone present will hear it clearly. Whoever has a little evil thought, is this kind of thing!"

As he said that, he suddenly shook a blue ink flower-skeleton porcelain cup on the large mahogany table of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea.

To pieces.

This is the end.

Everyone was stunned and stared at Aunt Fang who was lying in a pool of blood, and never dared to make trouble again.

When facing violence and betrayal, cry and begging for mercy, and knowing it with reason and emotion has no effect at all. You can only suppress it with greater violence and make it afraid to convince it!

This is Zhou Jingyu’s truth!

Aunt Fang was dragged out by someone, and the originally chaotic hall finally calmed down.

Zhou Jingyu ordered a few maids and servants who had just been loyal to the scene to watch those maids and servants who might be restless, and asked someone to move the large square table of the Eight Immortals Crossing Sea in the hall to the front door of the main hall, and he moved a chair and sat down in front of the door.

"As long as I am there, no one can escape! I want to live. Live together, die together, die together, and die together. If anyone has two intentions, die early!"

The words were full of courage. In addition, she was holding the whip dyed with the blood of Aunt Fang in her hand, and everyone lowered their heads and said nothing.

Zhou Jingyu finally calmed down when she saw the scene. She collapsed on the chair and her right hand, which was holding the whip, was shaking.

die……

Wouldn't she be afraid?

No, she was also afraid, very scared.

But fear is useless. If a person only knows how to retreat, escape, cry or even be ungrateful in the past, it will be useless.

The eldest brother was arrested, grandmother and mother were both ill in bed, and a legitimate sister was held in her palm since she was a child and had no idea of ​​the dangers of human feelings.

She can only become stronger!

Zhou Jingyu sighed softly, then cheered up and attracted Madam Huang, saying, "Go and help me bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in my father's study, as well as envelopes and bronze inkstones."

"Miss is going to write a letter?" Madam Huang asked worriedly, "Although the second prince has left, everyone outside the mansion is guarding him. Can this letter be sent out now?"

"The second prince promised me to write a letter, and he would do what he said." Zhou Jingyu replied confidently.

She had a vague premonition in her heart that there would be nothing wrong with Cheng Nanbo Mansion.

From the moment the second prince saw a stack of letters searched from the dragon robe, when he brought the letters into his arms and told no one around him to say them, she had a premonition that they would be fine.
To be continued...