Chapter 442 I Don’t Blame You

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

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 a ridiculous excuse to evade punishment. After they punished them severely, they forgot about it.

Now that he saw the little guy's reaction to the "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 in his youth 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 rang out in front of him -

"Oh," Jiang Yingcheng opened his lips slightly, speaking with sympathy, "mortal."

"I am Venerable Jiayue."

"You have strong limbs but 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 own feet, trying to pretend that they were daydreaming and did not hear a word of the fierce words just spoken.

...This kid couldn't even be called fanning the flames; he clearly pulled the fuse into the oil pan and completely ignited the fire!

A group of people are suffering.

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

Jiang Yianhun's body was emitting cold air, and the air pressure in the whole room was so low that it was 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 and conscientiously 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 Gui wholeheartedly help him, 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 public. Even so, she was still 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 young man said it so easily, he immediately became furious!

Jiang Yanchuan was telling this little guy about his sad past, which he was most reluctant to talk about, 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.

Cui Yue watched with fear, 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 whole palace!!

"Kill what?" Jiang Yingcheng was startled. He lowered his head and looked up the information for a while before raising his head with a look of understanding. "She's 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 struggled to speak.

Jiang Yingcheng spoke in a clear and mature voice: "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 by your side 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 also 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 perceptible.

"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 young man he had felt close to for many years, and he did not want to deal with her as easily as he would 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 arm while trying to save you," Jiang Yingcheng raised his eyes calmly, "Have you not buried her body in this house? You can find out if you dig it up."

As soon as the words fell, the whole room fell into deathly silence. Everyone's breathing was 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.

Don't you want 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 subconsciously followed certain taboos and 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 did not feel 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 kids, one in each hand, and walked outside.

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

The summer nights are hot and unbearable, but fortunately this village is located near the mountains and water, and there is a slight breeze blowing to relieve the heat.

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

Suddenly——

A tentative force came upon his shoulder, pushing gently twice.

Jiang Yingcheng waved his hand irritably, changed his position, turned over and continued to sleep.

The man pushed twice more.

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

Push again.

Beat again.

Only after repeating it several times did Jiang Yingcheng open his eyes with a look of irritation on his face.

Who is it? !

Don’t you know Cheng Cheng is growing taller?!

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, he has no tomorrow to ask for.

Jiang Yingcheng: “…”