Chapter 235

She said, looking at Meng Yao, "Miss Meng, you should properly thank Ye Huanhuan…"

Meng Yao also froze, not knowing what Ye Qingran meant by those words.

Ye Huanhuan's face instantly turned ashen, she glared, gritted her teeth and said: "Ye Qingran, what are you saying? When did I ever help you?!"

Ye Qingran saying this undoubtedly was stirring up trouble between her and Zhao Yan!

Sure enough, Zhao Yan suddenly burst into hysterical laughter, that terrifying crazed laugh exposing her current collapsed emotions.

Zhao Yan recalled what Ye Qingran had just said, that someone had told her some details about Meng Yao's killing…

That person, it must be Ye Huanhuan, right?!

She, who originally wanted to conceal things for Ye Huanhuan, chose to erupt in silence!

"Ye Huanhuan, you wretch! I originally wanted to cover for you, but instead you dragged me into wrongdoing! You also had a part in the scheme to frame Meng Yao! Moreover, those plots were all devised by you! Ye Huanhuan, you are the true mastermind, the most evil one!"

Zhao Yan raised her voice, shouting hysterically.

Everyone heard it clearly.

Zhao Yan said, designing the frame-up of Meng Yao, Ye Huanhuan also had a part; those evil schemes were all devised by her?

Hiss~

The gasps rose and fell from all directions.

Gazes fell upon Ye Huanhuan.

Looking at that figure, everyone felt unfamiliar.

Is she still the paragon of noble ladies widely spoken of in Xiliang City?

She is practically a… demon!

She's gone mad!

Ye Huanhuan is practically going mad.

"Zhao Yan, what nonsense are you spouting? You framed Meng Yao, what does that have to do with me? I don't know what you're talking about! If you have a grievance against me, speak openly! Why slander me?!"

Ye Huanhuan vigorously defended herself. She would absolutely not admit any involvement in the plot to frame Meng Yao!

"You're spouting nonsense? That day in your Mudan Yuan, you told me that if I helped you get rid of Meng Yao, you would help me eliminate Ye Sisi as repayment, and you promised me that! Now that the plot is exposed, you refuse to admit it?"

Zhao Yan's words were simply astonishing.

Ye Huanhuan not only had Zhao Yan help her kill Meng Yao, but also planned to use the killing of her own sister Ye Sisi as repayment?

The grudge between Zhao Yan and Ye Sisi is known to all; Zhao Yan wanting Ye Sisi dead is not surprising.

But Ye Huanhuan and Ye Sisi are real sisters—how could she bring herself to do it?

Ye Huanhuan's eyes were about to burst.

"Zhao Yan, are you sick? I have no grudge against Meng Yao, why would I kill her? And I'm not crazy—why would I agree to you killing Sisi? Sisi is my own sister!"

Zhao Yan gave a cold smile, her eyes filled with endless mockery: "You and Meng Yao have no grudge, but your hatred for Ye Qingran is irreconcilable! Others may not know, but don't I know? You daily put on a facade of virtue and decency, yet deep down you wish to tear Ye Qingran apart! If I helped you kill Meng Yao, you could exploit the feud between Meng Qian and Ye Qingran to crush Ye Qingran! And even if Ye Sisi is your sister, what of it? You, this heartless slut, when ruthless, would even kill your parents, let alone an insignificant sister!"

Zhao Yan's words left not a shred of sentiment.

Watching this, Ye Qingran clicked her tongue in amazement.

Perhaps this is the pinnacle of mud-slinging.

Ye Huanhuan trembled with rage, her whole body exuding icy killing intent; if looks could kill, she would have already reduced Zhao Yan to powder!

Such a splendid scene had everyone engrossed. Before, everyone thought Zhao Yan and Ye Huanhuan were as close as sisters. But now it seems otherwise.

"Ye Huanhuan, is what Zhao Yan said true?" The Donglin Emperor's gaze was cold and deep, his voice stern.

His Majesty, I am wronged! I am innocent and have no part in framing Meng Yao; moreover, I never promised Zhao Yan anything—please, His Majesty, see clearly!

His Majesty, as Ye Huanhuan's close friend, I can guarantee she is not the sort of person Zhao Yan describes! Surely Zhao Yan is fabricating lies to frame Ye Huanhuan!

"Hahaha, I framed her?"

Zhao Yan gave a bitter smile.

I, Zhao Yan, swear by the rise and fall of the Zhao Family that if half of what I just said is false, may the Nine Clans of the Zhao Family be exterminated, leaving no survivor!

Everyone's faces showed shock.

What a vicious poison oath!

Zhao Yan stared at Ye Huanhuan like a vengeful ghost: "Ye Huanhuan, you want to fight me? Even if I die, I'll drag you down as a cushion! Even if I can't kill you, I'll make the rest of your life miserable!"

If it weren't for Ye Huanhuan, Zhao Yan would still be the glorious young lady of Guanglu Fu, future consort of the Seventh Prince!

It's all Ye Huanhuan's fault—she made her lose everything, even putting her life at stake!

She hates!

She will not let Ye Huanhuan go!

Mu Qingrou was frightened by Zhao Yan's vicious poison oath and dared not say another word.

Ye Huanhuan's qi and blood surged, she almost vomited blood.

She couldn't help but burst out cursing: "Zhao Yan, you lunatic! You really are sick!"

Everyone looked at Zhao Yan's frenzied state, secretly guessing that her accusations against Ye Huanhuan were probably true!

After all, who would lightly swear on their own Nine Clans?

Ye Huanhuan turned out to truly be a vile and wicked person!

Ye Huanhuan, Zhao Yan has already sworn a poison oath; won't you admit guilt?

His Majesty, I am truly innocent! Zhao Yan has gone mad, a lunatic swearing by the Zhao Family's Nine Clans—this cannot be believed! Ye Huanhuan wept tears and snot, her cloak having fallen off at some point, revealing her bald head, looking both ridiculous and pitiful.

Han Xing Leng Yue narrowed her eyes watching this scene, feeling greatly relieved in her heart.

They had waited a long time for this day!

Ye Huanhuan, however high you once stood, that's how hard you'll fall; however glorious you once were, that's how miserable you'll become later!

However, this is still far from enough!

Someone, throw Zhao Yan into the death prison!

Zhao Yan was held by several imperial guards, amidst a burst of mad laughter, and was taken away.

Ye Huanhuan knelt on the ground, trembling; Zhao Shi and Ye Yu also pleaded for her, saying she was innocent and such.

The Donglin Emperor was furious beyond restraint; how could he listen?

Ye Huanhuan suddenly lifted her head to look at Dongfang Qingxuan, a flicker of hope in her eyes, crawling toward him, her voice pleading, "Crown Prince, I am innocent, you must believe me!" She wiped her tears, forcing out a smile uglier than crying, "In a few days it will be our wedding day; I will soon be your crown princess, you must help me!"

Dongfang Qingxuan lowered his gaze to look at the ugly, disheveled woman at his feet, his eyes revealing endless disgust.

He increasingly doubted his own judgment—how could he have ever taken a liking to someone like Ye Huanhuan?

His gaze shifted, falling on Ye Qingran not far away. He saw her radiant and graceful, pure and cold, beautiful as spring flowers and autumn moon, captivating the heart and soul.

Compared to the fallen, disheveled Ye Huanhuan, it formed a stark contrast!

Only then did he belatedly realize he had mistaken a pearl for a fish eye!

His eyes darkened, he suddenly rose and bowed to the Donglin Emperor, speaking loudly: "Father Emperor, Ye Huanhuan is cruel and ruthless, two-faced; if she becomes the Donglin crown princess, it would indeed harm the reputation of Donglin Country. Therefore, I, your subject, hope the Father Emperor issues an edict to strip Ye Huanhuan of the crown princess title, to serve as a warning."