Feng Ling asked in a cold voice, his face was extremely ugly, and a sharp murderous intent was already surging out.

Feng Ling's words almost tore his mind apart in an instant.

What nonsense is he talking about!

Feng Ling was furious, staring fiercely at the man with bloodshot eyes in front of him, "You think I will believe your random story? Haha... Unfortunately, I don't believe a word of it!"

Is the jade pendant the moon?

How is that possible?

That's obviously Qin Ningyue's!

Back then, he used the jade pendant to search for clues bit by bit, and finally found Qin Ningyue. He personally questioned Qin Ningyue with the jade pendant, and she admitted it that year! That's why what happened later happened!

Now Chu Yan suddenly came to him with this jade pendant and said these words. Did he think he would believe it?

"Chu Yan, no matter what you and Qin Ningyue have conspired, it won't work with me. I won't believe anything you say. Besides, nothing can stop me from being with Yue'er. She saved my life, and I am hers. Please let go!"

“Hehehehe… Hehe…”

Hearing Feng Ling's words, Chu Yan sneered.

"Conspiracy? What conspiracy is there? At this point, what's the point of me telling such a lie? Why would I tell a lie that can be easily exposed?"

Chu Yan shook his head. After venting his hatred, he felt powerless for a moment.

"Feng Ling, back then, in that teahouse in the southern district of the capital, the person who defiled Yue'er wasn't a beggar, it was you! You were infected with the love poison, unconscious, and yet you took everything from her. The tragedy between me and Yue'er... is caused by you, it's you!"

Tears formed in Feng Ling's scarlet eyes, and against the backlight of the setting sun, it looked like blood was flowing out.

If he wasn't in extreme pain and hatred, how could he show the slightest bit of brokenness in front of Feng Ling?

That is a weakness, a sign of weakness, dignity and pride. Who would be willing to do that?

With a loud bang.

Feng Ling's mind went blank.

What is Chu Yan talking about?

"You are so stupid. You were fooled by Qin Ningyue and played around by her. Do you think it was her? No, it was my Yue'er. You took away her innocence, made her pregnant, and made her lose everything!"

Chu Yan shouted sternly.

Angrily venting hatred.

Feng Ling's face turned pale in an instant, and all his blood disappeared. His phoenix eyes were filled with terrifying panic. He gritted his teeth, trying to suppress the fear surging in his heart.

"Impossible! I don't believe it!"

He suddenly shouted harshly, murderous intent surging in his eyes. With a bloodshot look, he looked at Chu Yan ruthlessly and murderously, "Believe it or not, if you say one more word, I will kill you!!"

The sword in Feng Ling's hand was pointed directly at Chu Yan's face.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"Kill me? Come on! Stab here!!"

Chu Yan held Feng Ling's sword with his bare hands and pointed it at his heart. The sharp blade cut his palm and blood flowed.

"Killing me will cover up what you did? Feng Ling, if I am not worthy of Yue'er, then why are you worthy?"

Chu Yan sneered.

The hatred and anger were shocking.

Feng Ling's eyes were cold, but there was a surge of fear in them.

The sword in his hand was against Chu Yan's heart, but it couldn't penetrate even a little.

The wind rustled, making her black hair dance wildly.

The western suburbs were empty, and the mountains behind were backlit, blocking the setting sun and reflecting a huge black shadow, like a monster, which was about to devour him bit by bit.

No, it's impossible, it won't happen.

This is not the truth.

This is Chu Yan's conspiracy.

But why is he so scared?

Those details that he had once ignored or forgotten suddenly flooded into his mind like a tsunami.

Four years ago for him, one year ago for Qingyue.

However, Yue'er was reborn three years later after her death.

In the invisible time and space, three years passed in the blink of an eye.

These three years were the three years he and Qin Ningyue were entangled with, because he took away her innocence in a teahouse in the southern district of Beijing.

As for Yue'er...it was in the year she was murdered that she was framed by Qing Yunyao and lost her virginity, thus embarking on a path of separation from Chu Yan.

Because he was afraid of causing Yue'er to collapse and suffer, he never asked her about the details of the accident. All he knew was what Qing Yunyao shouted out in the palace that day.

He had never associated Yue'er with that teahouse, never.

Qingyue, Qin Ningyue...

All of them have the character for "moon" in their names.

It seems like we have met again in time.

Cold, fearful, and trembling, Feng Ling could hardly hold his sword.

If it was true, if this jade pendant really belonged to Yue'er, if the little girl he possessed back then was really Yue'er...

The blood color faded away, and the eyes were filled with despair.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

It was Chu Yan who framed him and plotted to separate him and Yue'er.

They were getting married soon, so he couldn't wait any longer.

Yes, that must be it.

But why did he feel panic from the bottom of his heart? Why did he feel that what Chu Yan said was true...

"Qin Ningyue, where is she?"

He asked through gritted teeth.

Although he tried his best to control himself, he still retained a last glimmer of hope.

Chu Yan looked at Feng Ling like this, and felt cold hatred in his heart. He knew that he was still holding on to his luck, so he sneered, "If you want to see her, I will take you there, so that you can hear and see clearly what you have done!"

They are all smart people. They can basically infer some truth from lies and truth, plus those ignored details.

…

Feng Ling followed Chu Yan to Prince You's Mansion almost mechanically. His mind was blank the whole way. He wanted to refute Chu Yan's words and find a flaw, but his mind was in a mess.

I don’t know how long I walked, but after about an incense stick of time, I arrived at Prince You’s Mansion.

There were nine steps, but his feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He seemed to be retreating and did not dare to take a step forward.

Until there was a creaking sound and the door opened.

Chu Yan was in front and he was behind, the setting sun stretched their shadows long.

A guard came forward to report to Yu Chuyan that the person was locked in the woodshed.

Feng Ling suddenly stopped there, not daring to take another step forward.

"What? Want to escape?"

Chu Yan's icy gaze shot towards Feng Ling like a sharp sword.

Feng Ling said nothing, with her brows lowered, and followed Chu Yan until they arrived in front of a house in the courtyard.

"Let me out, help me, I want to see Prince You..."

A hoarse cry for help came from inside the house, but if you listened carefully, you could still tell it was Qin Ningyue's voice.

Chu Yan glanced at the silent Feng Ling, walked forward expressionlessly, kicked the door open, and with a bang, the person leaning against the door was knocked down.

Qin Ningyue got up from the ground. Facing the sunlight, she could only see Chu Yan's tall figure. With red eyes, she looked up and said, "Prince You, you said you would protect me. Are you going to go back on your word?

If you want revenge, go find Feng Ling. It was him who took away Qing Yue's innocence, not me. I did nothing wrong. I just took the credit. But now I have been abandoned. Lord You, why can't you let me go?"