Chapter 892 Huang Yu Jiangshan (36)

Yang Shangshu did that thing for Ning Yao, and he was considered Ning Yao's person later on.

In the past two years, he has been doing a lot of work for Ning Yao, and he knows a lot of things.

Even though Ning Yao looks clean and has never done anything.

He has done many wicked things secretly.

Killing people and setting fires, stealing people's wealth and anointing, forcing other people's families to be destroyed...

The key is that these things are still on Chu Zheng's head.

People outside hated the original owner, but Ning Yao was stirring up trouble inside.

Ning Yao probably didn't expect that the person he promoted would expose his background at this time.

Yang Shangshu also cried in his heart.

Her daughter was still in Chu Zheng's hands, how dare she not listen.

Yang Shangshu didn't dare to see Ning Yao, so he had to ask people from Dali Temple to come forward.

Of course, Ning Yao denied it and said that these things had nothing to do with him.

Ning Yao's people actively rescued her.

But when people from Dali Temple finally revealed the Huang family's case, it was Ning Yao who was behind it.

Now, the people from Ning Yao's group were not jumping around so much.

The Huang family's case...

That is a capital crime!

At the beginning, Ning Yao killed his relatives and saved some people.

But now Dali Temple has come up with new evidence to prove that Ning Yao is the mastermind behind the scenes.

Dali Temple had the support of Chu Zheng, the 'new emperor', so it did not restrain its hands during interrogation.

How could Ning Yao, a pampered and pampered princess, have suffered such a big sin?

She was thrown into the cell, lying on the floor, dying.

My throat was so dry that it was smoking, my throat was so sore that it was unbearable, and there was not even a drop of saliva left.

Ning Yao heard the sound of the stone door 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 cloud-patterned clothes hung on the ground, and Ning Yao looked up along the cloud-patterned pattern.

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at her, with a coldness in his beautiful and delicate eyebrows.

Ning Yao's first thought was that this boy was really good-looking.

Then she saw the palace card on the young man's waist.

Zheng...

That was Ning Chuzheng's palace card.

It had been in her hands...

"Who are you……"

Ning Yao's voice was hoarse, and her throat hurt terribly every time she said a word.

The young man knelt down and looked level with Ning Yao.

"The Third Highness doesn't recognize me." The young man's voice was shallow and no other fluctuations could be heard.

"What's your relationship with Ning Chuzheng?"

The young man raised his eyes slightly and met Ning Yao's bloodshot eyes.

The young man replied softly: "Your Highness is my wife."

Wife owner...

"Yan...Jiang?" The man she brought last time?

The young man didn't answer, but his eyebrows were a little cold.

No one, like her, would think that he was Yan Ge, a unique Yan Ge who could not be replaced by anyone.

"What are you doing here?" Ning Yao asked him.

Yan Ge was squatting on the ground, holding his knees with his hands and resting his face on his arms. His exposed face was innocent and simple, like an inexperienced child.

His clear voice slowly circulated in the cell: "Your Highness, Third Prince, do you still remember what happened on Dongxi Road two years ago?"

Two years ago…

Dongxi Road...

"How can I remember something so long ago?"

"Then let me remind the Third Highness." The young man's voice was nice and clear in this dirty and dull cell: "At that time, the Third Highness forced a man to commit himself to you, do you still remember?"

Ning Yao's heart skipped a beat.

that matter……

Of course she remembered.

that matter……

It's unlucky to say the least.

She didn't know who gave her the medicine. After she was separated from them, the effects of the medicine took effect and she felt very uncomfortable.

There was no one on the street.

Then she saw a hurried figure.

The man noticed something was wrong with her, so he stepped forward and asked her if she was okay.

He sent it himself.

But she didn't expect that he had such a strong personality.

At that time, she was drugged and drunk, so she couldn't care about anything else.

It was because of this incident that she promoted Yang Shangshu.

Unexpectedly, Yang Shangshu would bite her back.

Ning Yao's heart was changing rapidly, but she still said hard: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

The boy breathed out.

Ning Yao could smell the good smell of the young man's body.

In this cramped and smelly cell, it was like sunshine breaking through the dark clouds.

"You know." The young man said, "You killed him."

"He was the one who resisted..." Ning Yao blurted out with a bit of emotional breakdown, then suddenly fell silent after yelling.

He sent it himself, and he pretended to be loyal.

She didn't act lightly, so she killed him.

Is it her fault?

It's just a man, if he dies, he dies, what's the big deal! !

The young man stood up and his moire clothes shook a few times, revealing the gold-trimmed shoes underneath.

This young man is really exquisite in everything.

Ning Yao also thought that he had seen many men, but none of them could be as refined as him.

"Third Highness, His Highness said that when this matter is over, I will be able to deal with you freely. Third Highness, let's see you in a few days."

What's the meaning?

Leave it to him?

Ning Yao heard the footsteps and left.

Someone outside asked him carefully if he was okay and if he felt uncomfortable in any way...

That's the sound of kapok.

"Kapok!!" Ning Yao shouted: "I want to see Ning Chuzheng!!"

Kapok appeared at the door: "Your Highness, Your Highness, I don't have time to see you."

Respectful and polite in a way that makes it hard to fault.

Kapok exited the cell and led Yan Ge out.

"Come back, come back..."

Ning Yao's voice echoed in the prison.

Yan Ge still lives in Ziwei Palace.

There was no one waiting in Jiangyue Pavilion, only the deep sound of the piano flowed out from inside. The sound was exciting yet depressing, making people feel very uncomfortable.

The pavilion of Jiangyue Pavilion is hung with gauze curtains.

The wind lifts the hanging gauze, and the young man behind the gauze is looming.

He plucked the strings with his fingertips, and his white fingers almost pulled out afterimages.

The boy's back felt hot, and the music suddenly stopped.

"Play something nice." The woman's voice rang in his ear: "This one doesn't sound nice."

The young man put his fingers on the strings, and after a while he plucked a string, and then there was a continuous sound.

Light and slow.

Like flowing clouds in the sky.

Fish floating in the water.

Time slowly calmed down.

The sound of the piano gradually became louder.

Chuzheng suddenly pressed his hand, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. A teardrop fell on the piano, turning it into a wet ball.