"Second brother..." Yu Wenxiang stretched out his hand to stop him, but was a step too late.
At a corner of the corridor, Yu Wenhe caught up with Yun Xiyao, and then pulled her to a secluded corner.
"Tell me, Nan Wenjing was not found by you." Yu Wenhe stared closely into Yun Xiyao's eyes and said in a deep voice.
A trace of anger surged on Yun Xiyao's calm face: "What do you mean, cousin? The third prince just left, and I was locked up as a mad woman. What does it have to do with me whether Nan Wenjing comes or not?"
"Who is that if you're not you? Back then, I only told you one thing about Jin'er, and Jin'er was even more secretive. It's impossible for other people to know about this and use it against Jin'er." Yu Wenhe's eyes flashed.
pain.
"I haven't told anyone else either," Yun Xiyao said lightly.
"So, Nan Wenjing's appearance has nothing to do with you, does it?" Yu Wenhe asked in a deep voice.
"I just said, I'm grounded." Yun Xiyao said coldly with a hint of impatience.
"You answer me directly, it has nothing to do with you, does it?" Yu Wenhe stared at Yun Xiyao closely and asked slowly.
Yun Jingchu was silent for a moment, then looked directly into Yu Wenhe's eyes and said, "...it has nothing to do with me."
"...Okay, I believe you." Yu Wenhe said seriously after a moment of silence.
"It's nothing, can you let me go?" Yun Xiyao said as she shook off Yu Wenhe's hand, passed Yu Wenhe, and strode away.
Yu Wenhe still maintained his grip on Yun Xiyao, his eyes a little dazed.
Suddenly, Yun Xiyao stopped, turned her back to Yuwen He, and said in a vague and sad voice: "Cousin He, you have changed."
"How do you say it?" Yu Wenhe's voice was a little dry, and it sounded a little difficult to pronounce.
"In the past, no matter what happened, you would stand by my side and never doubt me so much." Yun Xiyao's voice was full of sadness and a little accusatory.
Yu Wenhe's throat rolled, and it took him a long time to spit out two words with difficulty: "I'm sorry..."
"I lost my position, I lost Dongfang Chen's favor, I lost my child..." Yun Xiyao gradually burst into tears, "Now, am I going to lose even my cousin?"
"Mei Yao, I..." Yu Wenhe turned his head and stretched out his hand, trying to pull Yun Xiyao's wrist.
However, Yun Xiyao suddenly strode forward without looking back.
Yu Wenhe's face froze, and he kept reaching out to grab Yun Xiyao for a long, long time...
It wasn't until he heard the footsteps coming this way that Yu Wenhe came back to his senses and started to leave.
On a nearby banyan tree, Yun Jingchu looked at Yu Wenhe's stiff back, touched his chin, and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: It turned out that Yu Wenhe told Yun Xiyao what happened back then. However, he didn't know Yu Wenhe's infatuation.
Would you believe it?
What about what his sweetheart said just now? Looking at him, even if he has doubts, he can't be cruel to Yun Xiyao. If he were sure that Yun Xiyao designed all this, would he blame himself more, or would he?
Hate Yun Xiyao more?
Three days later, Yu Wenjin was buried.
Someone in the court immediately began to play, asking Dongfang Chen to establish a new queen as soon as possible.
Therefore, someone proposed to re-establish Yun Xiyao. The reason is probably: Yun Xiyao was born in a noble family. Although he made mistakes in the past, those may have been framed by others, or they were confused for a moment. The matter has passed and Yun Xiyao has been punished.