Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

"Second brother..." Yu Wenxiang reached out to stop him, but he was a step too late.

At a certain corner of the corridor, Yu Wenhe caught up with Yun Xiyao, and then dragged her to a secluded corner.

"Tell me, you didn't find Nan Wenjing." Yu Wenhe stared closely at Yun Xiyao's eyes and said in a deep voice.

Yun Xiyao's calm face was filled with anger: "What does cousin mean? The third prince just left, and I was locked up as a crazy woman. What does it have to do with me whether Nan Wenjing comes or not?"

"Who is that if it's not you? Back then, I only told you about Jin'er, and Jin'er kept his mouth shut. It's impossible for other people to know about this and use it against Jin'er." A flash of light flashed in Yu Wenhe's eyes pain.

"I haven't told anyone else either." Yun Xiyao said lightly.

"So, the appearance of Nan Wenjing has nothing to do with you, does it?" Yu Wenhe asked in a deep voice.

"As I said just now, I'm being grounded." Yun Xiyao said coldly with a trace 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 straight into Yu Wenhe's eyes and said, "...it has nothing to do with me."

"...Okay, I believe you." Yu Wenhe said emphatically after being silent for a while.

"It's nothing, can you let me go?" Yun Xiyao said while shaking off Yu Wenhe's hand, passed by Yu Wenhe, and strode away.

Yu Wenhe still maintained the posture of holding Yun Xiyao, his eyes were a little dazed.

Suddenly, Yun Xiyao stopped, turned her back to Yu Wenhe, and said in an ethereal and sad voice: "Cousin He, you have changed."

"How to say?" Yu Wenhe's voice was a little dry, and it sounded a little difficult to enunciate.

"In the past, no matter what happened, you would always stand by my side, and you never doubted me so much." Yun Xiyao's voice was filled with deep sorrow and a bit of accusation.

Yu Wenhe's throat rolled, and it took a long time to utter two words with difficulty: "Sorry..."

"I lost my seat, Dongfang Chen's favor, and my child..." Yun Xiyao gradually broke down in tears, "Now, is my cousin also lost?"

"Sister Yao, I..." Yu Wenhe turned his head and stretched out his hand, wanting to pull Yun Xiyao's wrist.

However, Yun Xiyao suddenly strode forward without looking back.

Yu Wenhe's face froze, maintaining the posture of reaching out to grab Yun Xiyao, for a long, long time...

It wasn't until he heard footsteps coming this way that Yu Wenhe came back to his senses and started to leave.

On a banyan tree nearby, Yun Jingchu looked at Yu Wenhe's stiff back, touched his chin, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: It turned out that Yu Wenhe told Yun Xiyao what happened back then.However, I don't know if Yu Wenhe, an infatuated kind, will believe what his sweetheart just said?Looking at him like that, even if he doubts, he can't be ruthless towards Yun Xiyao.If he was made sure that Yun Xiyao designed all of this, would he blame himself a little more, or would he hate Yun Xiyao a little more?

Three days later, Yu Wenjin was buried.

Someone in the court hall immediately began to play, asking Dongfang Chen to establish a new empress early.

Therefore, someone proposed to re-establish Yun Xiyao. The reason is probably: Yun Xiyao was born noble. Although she made mistakes in the past, those may have been framed by others, or she was confused for a while. The matter has passed, and Yun Xiyao has already been punished. , can now be forgiven.