Chapter 892: Huang Yu Jiangshan (36)

Yang Shangshu did that thing for Ning Yao, and later it became Ning Yao's person.
Over the past two years, Ning Yao has not been spared, and he knows a lot.
Don't look at Ning Yao looking clean, he has never done anything.
Can do a lot of wicked things secretly.
Killing and setting fire, scraping away the people’s anointing, forcing other people’s homes to ruin...
The key is that these things are still on Chu Zheng's head.
The people outside hated the original owner, and it was Ning Yao who stirred up inside.
Ning Yao probably didn't expect that the person who pulled it out with one hand would reveal his own bottom at this time.
Yang Shangshu also cried in his heart.
Her daughter is still in Chuzheng's hands, so she dare not listen.
Yang Shangshu didn't dare to see Ning Yao, so he could only let the people from Dali Temple come forward.
Of course, Ning Yao denied it, saying that these things had nothing to do with him.
Ning Yao's people actively rescued her.
But the people in Dali Temple finally threw out the previous Huang's case, and Ning Yao was behind it.
At this time, the people of Ning Yao's faction didn't jump so much.
Huang's case...
That's a capital crime!
At the time, Ningyao killed some relatives and saved some people.
But now Dali Temple has come up with new evidence to prove that Ning Yao is behind the scenes.
Dali Temple was backed by the ‘new emperor’ of Chuzheng, and he did not restrain himself during interrogation.
Ning Yao, an emperor who was spoiled and spoiled, had never suffered such a serious crime.
She was thrown into the cell, lying on the ground, dying.
His throat was so thirsty that he smoked, his throat hurts unbearably, and there was nothing to spit.
Ning Yao heard the sound of Shimen moving.
Someone came in.
"Water...give me water..."
Ning Yao stretched out his hand towards the door.
No one responded to her.
Ning Yao raised his head with difficulty.
The moiré hem hung on the ground, and Ning Yao looked up along the moiré.
The boy looked down at her, with a chill between his beautiful and delicate eyebrows.
Ning Yao's first thought was that this young man was so beautiful.
Then she saw the palace card on the boy's waist.
Zheng...
That is Ning Chuzheng's palace card.
Once in her hands...
"who are you……"
Ning Yao's voice was hoarse, and his throat hurt every time he said a word.
The young man squatted down and stared at Ning Yao.
"His Royal Highness does not know me." The young man's voice was shallow, and no other ups and downs could be heard.
"What is your relationship with Ning Chuzheng?"
The young man raised his eyes slightly, facing Ning Yao's bloodshot eyes.
The young man replied: "His Royal Highness is my wife."
Wife...
"Yan... Jiang?" The man she brought last time?
The boy didn't answer, but his eyes became cold.
No one like her would think that he is Yan Ge, a unique Yan Ge that no one can replace.
"What are you doing?" Ning Yao asked him.
Yan Ge is squatting on the ground at this time, his hands are on his knees, his face is resting on his arms, his exposed face is innocent and simple, like a child who has not been deeply involved in the world.
His clear voice circulated slowly in the cell: "His Royal Highness, do you still remember that incident that happened on Dongxi Road two years ago?"
Two years ago...
Dongxi Road...
"How do I remember things so long ago,"
"Then I remind your Highness." The boy's voice was nice, and in this dirty and dull cell, it was clear and crisp: "His Highness forced a man to commit himself to you, remember?"
Ning Yao shook his heart.
that matter……
Of course she remembers.
that matter……
It's also unfortunate.
She didn't know who took the medicine. After separating from them at the time, the effect of the medicine took off, and she felt very uncomfortable.
There is no one on the street.
Then she saw a hurried figure.
The man saw that something was wrong with her, and he stepped forward to ask her if there was anything wrong.
He brought it up by himself.
But she didn't expect him to be so strong.
At that time, she was drugged and drunk again, where could she take care of other things.
Because of this incident, she supported Yang Shangshu.
Unexpectedly, Yang Shangshu bit her back now.
Ning Yao's heart changed extremely quickly, but his mouth was still stiff: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
The boy exhaled.
Ning Yao could smell the good smell of the boy.
In this cramped and unpleasant cell, it was like sunlight breaking through dark clouds.
"You know." The boy said: "You killed him."
"It was him who resisted..." Ning Yao was a little emotionally broken, blurted out, and fell silent after shouting.
He brought it up by himself and pretended to be loyal.
She didn't do anything serious, which killed him.
Is this to blame her?
It's just a man, he'll die if he dies, what's the big deal! !
The boy got up, shaking his moiré clothes a few times, revealing the gold-lined shoes underneath.
This young man is truly exquisite everywhere.
Ning Yao also admitted that he had seen a lot of men, but none of them could be as refined as him.
"His Royal Highness, Your Highness has said that when this matter is over, I will be able to deal with you freely. Your Highness, then we, see you in a few days."
What do you mean?
Leave it to him?
Ning Yao listened to the footsteps and left.
Someone outside asked him carefully if there was anything wrong with him...
That is the sound of Kapok.
"Kapok!!" Ning Yao yelled, "I want to see Ning Chuzheng!!"
Kapok appeared at the door: "His Royal Highness, Your Highness has no time to see you."
Respectful and polite so that you can't make mistakes.
Kapok exited the cell and led Yan Ge out.
"You come back, you come back..."
Ning Yao's voice echoed in the prison.
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Yan Ge still lives in Ziwei Palace.
There wasn't a single waiter in Jiangyue Pavilion, only the deep sound of the piano came out from it. The sound of the piano was intense but depressing, making it very uncomfortable to listen to.
The gazebo of Jiangyue Pavilion is hung with veils.
The wind brings up the drooping veil, and the young man behind the veil is looming.
He plucked the strings with his fingertips, and his white fingers almost pulled out the afterimage.
The boy's back was hot, and the piano sound stopped abruptly.
"It's a good one." The woman's voice rang in his ear: "This is not good."
The boy's fingers were placed on the strings, and it took a long time to pluck a string, followed by a continuous tone.
Gently and slowly.
Like clouds flowing in the sky.
Fish floating in the water.
Time quieted down slowly.
The sound of the piano gradually rose.
Chuzheng suddenly pressed his hand, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and a drop of tears fell on the piano, smudging it into a wet ball.
"why are you crying?"
Yan Ge said, Chu Zheng was not impatient: "Yan Ge, don't cry."
Why are boys crying?
Does it look like a boy!
Yan Ge didn't speak, tears kept rolling down, dripping on the piano, dripping on the back of Chu Zheng's hand.
"..."
I will endure!
Chu Zheng picked him up and sat next to him: "It's good, what's wrong?"
She was fine when she left! !
That's it for coming back!
Oh shit!
Who offended you!
Chuzheng is very irritable now, and her irritability is suppressed by her, so there is a cold air all over her body.