Leng Ai Princess VS Fengyun Fourth Prince

"Can you help me? Help me for what?" Nangong Minglu tried to breathe calmly, preventing Han Xiyan from seeing any trembling in her body.

In fact, she was terribly afraid!

"Mei Hanxiang broke Yi Xuanchen's food, right? Yi Xuanchen hasn't eaten for several days, right? He's very haggard, right?" Han Xiyan stared at Nangong Minglu coldly, asking her one question after another .

"How do you know so clearly... Could it be... It's you?" Nangong Minglu opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"That's right!" Han Xiyan's smile was lonely and cold, "I was the one who advised Mei Hanxiang, I promised to be her strong backing, I promised her that I would help her marry Chu Mengrou to Yi Xuanchen! "

Nangong Minglu understood.

No wonder Chu Meixiang's attitude was completely different. It turned out that he was playing tricks behind his back!

He knows her so well!

Of course he knew that what she threatened Chu Meixiang was just a bluff!

Of course he knew she would never do that.

That's why he has nothing to fear.

That's why he ate her to death.

However, she was the one who harmed him, so why did she implicate Brother Chen?

"Han Xiyan, how could you...how could you become so despicable!" Nangong Minglu shook his head in pain.

The sky, which was still bright and sunny just now, suddenly changed color.

The sun hides.

Dark clouds began to gradually roll over from the horizon.

"Despicable?" Han Xiyan's eyes flashed a cold light like a knife, "How can I be one ten-thousandth of your despicableness!"

Han Xiyan's gaze became colder and gloomy than before. He suddenly lifted up the sleeve of his left arm. On the skin of his forearm was a scar the size of a copper coin, sunken around the normal skin.

When Nangong Minglu's eyes fell on the scar on Han Xiyan's arm, his face suddenly turned pale.

For a moment, she seemed to smell the smell of burnt skin again...

When I was seven years old.

On the second day when Han Xiyan came to her house, as a prank, she burned a coin on the fire while Han Xiyan was taking a nap, clamped it with pliers, and put it on Han Xiyan's arm beside the bed...

When the copper coin was removed from Han Xiyan's arm, a piece of flesh was severely torn off...

The bloody copper coin seemed to appear in front of Nangong Minglu again...

In the sky, thunder rumbled.

Nangong Minglu backed away with a pale face.

She wants to escape.

She didn't want to see Han Xiyan again!

Never want to see him again!

Every time he sees him, he will use his evidence to tell her how evil she was when she was a child...

Han Xiyan jumped out of the car violently, blocked Nangong Minglu's way, looked at her, his eyes were as cold as winter, "What? Do you want to escape?"

She shook her head, her face pale, "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

"I'm sorry? Can I just say I'm sorry?" He laughed mockingly.

"What are you going to do? Tell me, what are you going to do to forgive me?" Tears began to roll in Nangong Minglu's eyes. She was as fragile as a helpless child who lost her way home. Begging for someone to point her in the right direction.

Han Xiyan smiled cruelly.

"Nangong Minglu, I hate you! Even if you go to hell, I won't forgive you!" Han Xiyan's words were colder than each word, and his slow statement was more like a curse.

The thunder grew louder.

The thick dark clouds seemed to be pressing down hard on their heads.

"Then why are you doing this?" Nangong Minglu clenched her fists, desperately trying to calm herself down from her panic. "Please beg me!" Han Xiyan raised his head proudly, "I want to see you wagging your tail and begging for mercy!"

"I'm sorry! I won't!" Nangong Minglu forcefully forced back the tears in his eyes.

"Don't you want to help Yi Xuanchen? He became what he is now, but it's all because of you!" The confidence in Han Xiyan's eyes seemed to be that Nangong Minglu would bow to her for Yi Xuanchen.