142 A justice for the dead

"Princess, the maidservant was forced to do so... I had no choice but to do this. Please forgive me! Forgive the ignorance of the maidservant..." Nian Han kept stumbling on the ground, only begging that Mu Xiyan could spare her.

But how could Mu Xilan be so easily deceived by her? In an instant, her face was replaced by gloom, "Do others force you? It's just what you want. In fact, you have long thought about letting Su Heyu divorce me, otherwise you wouldn't have provoked me repeatedly, and every time Su Heyu was about to come in, you wouldn't kneel to the haze face on those fragments.

Yi Xiao, who reacted in the yard, hurried over and tried to catch Su... I really didn't understand these bitter meat tricks used by Nian Han until I died. Clasped Nian Han's shoulder,

"Now you are going to use this kind of scheme to get my kindness again? Delusion!"

With a bang, the door of the house was suddenly kicked open.

Mu Xilan and Nian Han looked at the same time. What they saw was Su Heyu's shoulder, but Su Heyu had already walked to Mu Xilan with a long sword, put the long sword on Mu Xilan's neck, and bit out words, "Who the hell are you?"

"Su Heyu, what are you doing? Take away the sword." Yi Xiao looked at the long sword nervously.

Su Heyu pressed his fingers, and the sharp sword had moved forward a few minutes and touched Mu Xilant's neck. Mu Xilant laughed softly, "Cousin, you go out first."

"Cousin!" Yi Xiao regretted bringing Mu Xilan here so impulsively.

"Don't worry, Mr. Su won't hurt me half." Although Mu Xian said it to Yi Xiao, he looked at Su Heyu.

Yi Xiao frowned, looked at the back of Su and Yuqing's hand, and finally lowered his head.

"Who the hell are you? Why is it so clear... Why did you question me when you first came to the capital? Why... Why did you repeatedly target me, you say!" Su Heyu asked repeatedly, and his fingers trembled even more.

Mu Xian stretched out his hand and put his finger against the blade. Despite the long sword cutting his finger, he withdrew his head and turned his head to look at Nian Han, "Tell Mr. Su, who am I?"

Nian Han trembling his lips, "It's the princess...Princes Zhaohua."

"Impossible! She is dead." Su Heyu roared, his eyes flashed over Mu Xi's face again, and continued, "There are two bodies in the burning room. You can't be Jun Yi'an."

"Yes, you must be because you set me on fire at that time. Before I died, I lay in the yard, feeling the blood in my body pumping away little by little, and feeling that my love for Su and Yu were disappearing little by little... How could I burn myself?" Mu Xiyan tried to open his eyes wide and try not to draw his tears, but the tears still fell down and fell hot on the back of his hand.

The long sword fell on the soles of Su Heyu's feet, and he stared at Mu Xiyan unbelievably.

"Do you want me to say what happened before, or do you want to say it?" Mu Xiran's eyes were bloody, but there was a little bright smile on his face, "Forget it, I'll say it myself. After you pushed me to the ground, Nianhan pulled me to the piece of porcelain she had kneeled, and then she escaped, and I dragged myself out little by little..."

"Don't say it... Don't say it." Su Heyu only felt that the picture in front of her was getting clearer.

Mu Xian stood up, walked to Su Heyu, and continued, "I couldn't climb my head, and finally climbed outside the courtyard... My body was already cold. Before I died, I knew that I loved the wrong person."

Su and Yu shook their hands on both sides of their bodies and tried to calm themselves down. "You are Miss Mu, not Jun Yi'an."

Even if Su Heyu's shadow covers Mu Xiran's body, she still can't hide her Tsinghua. She only looks at the cold arc of a light smile at the corners of her mouth, as if it was as cold as the twelfth lunar month in the storm. "My previous life was Jun Yi'an, and this life is Mu Xiran. It's okay if you don't believe it, but I will give you back little by little what you have done to me.

Instead, Mu Xilang put his hand on Su Heyu's shoulder and put his pink lips to his ear. "Su Heyu, I once loved you and can do everything. That pure deep love is something that everyone will be moved by. But you burned me to death for your own reputation. Mr. Su, you can't live without conscience.

"Jun...Mu Xian, what do you want to do?" After all, Su Heyu has been a book boy with the prince for more than ten years. In the face of this kind of thing, he still knows how to suppress his emotions.

"Don't you understand what I want to do? Of course, I want to avenge Jun Yi'an. I won't let go of Chu Fu, Mu Wan, Nian Han, Su Fu and Mr. Su. Mu Xi ran away the traces left by tears just now.

Su Heyu grabbed her arm, and Moyu's eyes were deeply meaningful. "With your strength alone, you can't beat Su's house, even Chu's house."

"Is Mr. Su want to say that Su can cooperate with me to help me bring down Chu?" Mu Xilian knows Su Heyu best, but he looks elegant on the surface, but his heart is deep and cold. More importantly, he can plan for himself at a disadvantage. "Unfortunately, I am no longer the former Jun Yi'an." Open him and hold his arm.

Seeing that her tone was firm and her eyes were still dark, Su Heyu knew that Mu Xiran's revenge was imperative. He thought deeply and suddenly turned around, quickly raised his sword and stabbed Nian Han.

Unfortunately, the long sword stabbed out and pierced Mu Xiran's shoulder, and the blood flowed out in an instant, impregnated Mu Xiran's skirt. Mu Xiran only felt that the dense needle pierced through his body again.

Su Heyu just turned her head and said cruelly, "Let's get out of the way!"

"Then Mr. Su will break me first, otherwise I won't make you feel cold today."

The two of them are in such a stalemate, both of whom are unyielding and unyielding.

Until the door was pushed open, Qin Yu quickly came in and saw the long sword stabbed on Mu Xilan's shoulder. His eyes were ached. He reached out and pulled the sword out of Mu Xilan's shoulder and scolded Su Heyu: "Get out!"

Mu Xilan was already fragile and lost too much blood today. Just now, he just stood by his will. After seeing Qin Yu, his body suddenly softened, "Don't let any harm Nian Han."

Qin Yu took her body, "Why are you so careless?"

"Isn't there you?" Mu Xi pulled the corners of his mouth and wanted to move his body, but the pain in his shoulders rushed everywhere in an instant.

"Don't move." Qin Yu pressed the wound on her shoulder, tore it off her robe and tied it to her shoulder, and then motioned Qin Yi to come over, "Bring Nian Han back to the palace and send someone to guard it strictly."

Su Heyu's eyes at this time were all on Qin Yu's gentle treatment of Mu Xiran. They only felt that everything in front of them stung him. They didn't know whether it was their eyes and their own hearts.

After the blood on Mu Xiran's shoulder stopped for a while, Qin Yu picked her up and walked straight out. When she passed Su Heyu, the lips moved slightly. "Don't hurt the person who used to like you. She can't stand it anymore."

Su and Yu Huoran turned their heads and looked at Mu Xiran in Qin Yu's arms. The exquisite facial features coincided with the face of Princess Zhaohua, and the unspeakable pain in her heart was also expanding little by little.

Mu Xiran grabbed Qin Yu's arm tightly and smiled, "Send me back."

Qin Yu then withdrew his deep eyes, took Mu Xilan out of the house and got into the ready-to-be carriage.

Su Heyu, who was still in the room, picked up the blood-stained sword on the ground and walked out distractedly. Seeing Yi Xiao standing aside with complicated eyes, he pulled his lips and smiled, "Yi Xiao, the matter of Princess Zhaohua is the most regretful thing I have done so far, but the matter is irreparable. What should I do? What should I do?

It is rare for Yi Xiao to see Su Heyu's impulsive and be at a loss. Perhaps people will only show their true nature when they are most vulnerable in their hearts. He just said in a low voice, "You should do it sincerely."

Dead people? Dead people? Su Heyu couldn't help sneering in his heart. Jun Yi'an was not a dead person at all, otherwise he would not have turned over last year's events one by one, making him embarrassed, afraid and regretted.

In the carriage, Mu Xilan leaned tightly in Qin Yu's arms, with her eyes close and breathed shallowly. Qin Yu gently held her back, secretly shocked by what had just happened, and couldn't help thinking about it.

"Are you still angry?" Mu Xi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his tight and handsome face.

Qin Yu turned his face and said in a low tone, "You don't care about your own life, which shows that you don't pay attention to what I said at all, let alone my thoughts."

Mu Xi ran his hand and touched his cheek, and his eyes were extremely gentle. "Su Heyu won't kill me."

Unexpectedly, Qin Yu pulled away his hand after hearing the words, pushed her aside, and turned to face the carriage without saying a word.

Because she accidentally hit the carriage and her shoulder became more and more painful, Mu Xilan couldn't help frowning, and a sourness rushed up, making her eyes burst into tears in an instant. She was so stubborn that she could only shed tears secretly and didn't say a word. After a long time, she couldn't hold her body. When her eyes were dark, she fainted.

Qin Yu, who heard the sound of the impact, suddenly turned his head and saw Mu Xiran, with a pale face nestling in one place. There were tears on his better face, and the blood stopped on his shoulders soaked the pure white shirt. Qin Yu quickly took her into her arms, feeling distressed and helpless. Then she simply treated the wound and leaned over and kissed her lips.

"Your Majesty, Yifu has arrived." Qin Bai's voice sounded outside the carriage.

Qin Yu did not move. After thinking about it, he ordered, "Go back to the royal palace."

As the day approached, families began to light candles, especially in the palace of Jing'an.