The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

Cui Yue's heart skipped a beat and he hurried forward, leaning close to his prince's side and whispering a few words.

He was the one who handled the case of Zhang Ren and Sun Qiang a while ago, but the statements made by those two were so absurd that everyone regarded them as ridiculous excuses to escape punishment. After they were severely punished, everyone forgot about them.

Now that he saw the little guy's reaction to "God's descent" was so real, he had to re-examine the matter.

Jiang Yian snorted after hearing this, but still didn't take it to heart.

Throughout his life, he had no respect for gods or Buddhas, did not believe in ghosts, and had deep-rooted materialistic ideas. The few ceremonies to worship the heavens and pray for blessings that he attended when he was young were just hasty formalities.

His divergent thoughts reminded him of the past that he didn't want to recall. Jiang Yian's face visibly sank. At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in front of him -

"Oh," Jiang Yingcheng said with pity, "mortal."

"I am Lord Jia Yue."

"You have strong limbs, a simple mind, and short-sightedness... I don't blame you."

Jiang Yian: “…”

Cui Yue: "..."

Everyone present suddenly lowered their heads and stared at their toes, trying to pretend that they were daydreaming and didn't hear a word of the vicious words just now.

...This little guy can't even be called fanning the fire. He clearly took the fuse and pulled it into the oil pan, and completely ignited the fire!

A group of people felt bitter.

If the prince is really pissed off, you and your beloved brother will be fine, but they will be the ones who are in trouble!!

Jiang Yian was emitting cold air all over his body, and the air pressure in the whole room was so low that it made it hard to breathe.

Of course, this does not include the instigator of all this——

Jiang Yingcheng seemed unaware of the change in the atmosphere around her, and she performed diligently according to the image she had set for "Reverend Jiayue".

She counted on her fingers for a long while, then raised her head and looked at Jiang Yian opposite her. As soon as she opened her mouth, she successfully brought the atmosphere on the field to a new freezing point.

"Huh?" Even though Jiang Yingcheng had already ingrained the idea of ​​playing a good character into his bones, he still couldn't help but be surprised, "You... still have a sweetheart?!"

The three words "white moonlight" almost came out of her mouth, but fortunately she changed it at the last minute.

Jiang Yian's eyes suddenly darkened.

Of course he does.

Just to make Concubine Rou help him wholeheartedly, he has been hiding very carefully.

I didn't dare to take her out casually, and I didn't dare to let her appear in front of people. Even so, she was attacked when she went out a few years ago...

She died from then on.

He had always suspected that Jiang Yian was behind this, but he had no substantial evidence. Now that the little guy said it so easily, he immediately became furious!

Jiang Yanchuan was telling this little guy about his sad past, which he didn't want to mention the most, as if it were a joke? !

How dare he? !

Jiang Yian took several deep breaths before he managed to stop the trembling in his voice: "Did he...did he kill——"

He tried hard but still couldn't say the rest of the words.

Cui Yue watched with horror, fearing that his prince might lose control and accidentally hurt the two little guys.

How, how could he strike so accurately, stabbing their prince in the heart with one blow? !

That person is the most unspeakable person in the entire palace! !

"Kill what?" Jiang Yingcheng was startled. He lowered his head and looked up the information for a while. Then he raised his head with a look of understanding, "She is not dead——"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Yian clenched his fists, and the sound of his bones tensing was unusually clear in the dead air.

"What...do you mean?" he said with difficulty.

Jiang Yingcheng's voice was clear and mature: "She is not just your sweetheart."

"???"

Seeing that he was so impatient that he could hardly control his temper, Jiang Yingcheng didn't keep him in suspense any longer.

"Your sweetheart is already in love with Prince Xin Jiang Silin. She is lurking beside you just to help Prince Xin achieve his goal. Now that the goal has been achieved, there is naturally no need for her to stay by your side any longer."

Jiang Yingcheng's unique sweet voice was present in these words, but the words he spoke were like the most poisonous snakes and scorpions in the world, making people dizzy and even breathing extremely difficult.

Jiang Yian's fingertips twitched slightly, barely noticeable.

"Impossible," he said almost word by word, "I don't believe it."

His cold eyes fixed on the small figure on the low chair: "Jiang Yingcheng, considering that we are uncle and nephew, you'd better not treat this matter as a joke."

Perhaps this was because she was not Jiang Yanchuan's biological child, but Jiang Yingcheng was indeed a rare younger generation that he had felt close to over the years, and he did not want to deal with her as easily as he did with others.

"If you don't believe it, you can go and verify it yourself." Jiang Yingcheng was determined to completely disrupt the alliance between King Huang Jing and King Xin.

"What do you mean?"

"Tang Chuqing broke her forearm while trying to save you," Jiang Yingcheng raised his eyes calmly, "Haven't you been burying her body in this house? You can dig it up and see what's going on."

As soon as the words fell, the whole room fell into deathly silence, and everyone's breathing became long and light, for fear of attracting the attention of the furious prince.

Jiang Yi stared at Jiang Yingcheng steadily for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and put it in the air.

Cui Yue's heart was in his throat.

Are you going to attack the little guy?!

"Cui Yue," Jiang Yian said coldly, "Take them both back to rest."

Although he did not believe in ghosts and gods, he strangely enough would subconsciously obey certain taboos. He did not want to dig up people's graves unless it was absolutely necessary.

Jiang Yingcheng had not planned to see the effect immediately, and he was not disappointed after hearing this. However, he still pretended to be angry and said, "If you don't believe me today, I won't help you again if you come to ask for help tomorrow!"

Cui Yue: "..."

Everyone present: "..."

Cui Yue hurried forward, picked up the two little guys, one in each hand, and walked outside.

Only Jiang Yian was left standing there, his body stiff, looking lonely, proud, and broken. There seemed to be a whistling cold wind blowing around him, making people feel cold just at the sight of him.

The summer nights are hot and unbearable, but fortunately this village is surrounded by mountains and water, and there are faint breezes blowing to relieve the heat.

Jiang Yingcheng and Lin Jinshu were arranged to stay in the same room, sleeping soundly with their backs to each other.

Suddenly——

There was a tentative force on the shoulder, and two gentle pushes.

Jiang Yingcheng waved his hands irritably, changed his posture, turned over and continued to sleep.

The man pushed twice more.

Jiang Yingcheng raised his hand to knock it away and continued to turn around.

Push again.

Beat again.

Only after repeating this several times did Jiang Yingcheng finally open his eyes with a grumpy look on his face.

Who is it? !

Don’t you know Cheng Cheng is growing?!

The person who came had his back to the cold moonlight falling on the window, and the expression on his face was unclear. Before Jiang Yingcheng screamed, a low voice sounded faintly.

"It's not midnight yet," Jiang Yian said, "Let's talk."

Today is not over yet, and he has no tomorrow to ask for more.

Jiang Yingcheng: "..."