Chapter 128: Commit suicide

Nan Yan stretched out his hand to cover his neck, and the person was still shaking uncontrollably, and said softly, "It looks like, yes."
Ran Xiaoyu wanted to help her up, but Nan Yan's legs trembled, and her voice was trembling, saying: "I, I really can't stand up."
"Then you just sit here."
Ran Xiaoyu reached out to her back to help her get along, and then said: "What the is going on? Why did that mother come to take the money under your bed?"
"Did you see her?"
"of course."
"Where is she?"
"I followed her. She seems to be going to the Imperial Dining Room to get a steamed bun."
"Oh, there's still a while," Nan Yan nodded lightly. At this time, he finally calmed down and said to Ran Xiaoyu: "I, I may be in trouble."
Ran Xiaoyu said, "I saw it."
Someone is already going to kill someone, isn't it the trouble?
Ran Xiaoyu asked, "What the happened? Didn't you go to Shou'an Palace to recuperate?"
Nan Yan panted and told her about what happened today. The more Ran Xiaoyu listened, his brow furrowed tighter, and at the end he said, "Then, that string of bracelets belonged to Xia Yunting and was put to you ?"
Nan Yan shook his head: "No."
"No? Whose is that?"
"It's my own."
"what?!"
Ran Xiaoyu seemed to be unable to believe her ears, staring at her wide-eyed: "You, how can you have the emperor's reward for them?"
Nan Yan took a sigh of relief and said, "This matter is a bit complicated. I don't know for the time being, Xiaoyu, I deliberately asked my mother to take my money, first to eat, and second to attract you. . Thank you for taking care of me."
Ran Xiaoyu said with a cold face: "You just depend on me, right?"
Nan Yan smiled awkwardly.
Ran Xiaoyu said angrily: "Finally, it's all here, what else can I say. But you always have to tell me what you plan to do."
Nan Yan barely gained strength at this time. She wanted to stand up on the ground. Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly supported her arm to make her stand up. Nan Yan gasped for a while, and then said, "I want to ask you. Check one thing for me."
"Check what?"
"Check who entered the Chunxi Hall at noon today and turned over my dressing table."
"This—" Ran Xiaoyu's brows were twisted into a pimple: "This is too difficult, right? I didn't open my eyes."
Nan Yandao: "Yes, I also know that this is not easy."
"Then you still—"
"But now, there is a clue."
"What clue."
Nan Yan slowly raised a hand, and Ran Xiaoyu saw that she was holding a fragment of a teacup in her hand, and the sharp edge of that fragment was stained with blood.
Her eyes widened suddenly: "This is—"
Nan Yan said: "I was strangled so uncomfortable just now that my eyes were almost out of sight, but I can barely remember that the person should have hurt his right forehead."
"..."
"When you walk around in the palace, pay attention to which has a new wound on his face."
"..."
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her calm eyes, and after a while, he said softly: "I used to think that you were weak, but now it seems that you are cunning and cunning."
Nan Yan smiled bitterly: "I'm not cunning. Just now, maybe everyone could only see me hanging from the beam of the house, "suicide in fear of sin".