They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 199 Huang Ziliang's Confession

Then, as if fully charged, it left without lingering on that warmth.

After Huang Ziliang returned last night, he stayed in his own courtyard.

It's the same familiar courtyard, the same familiar face; it's more comforting to look at.

Moreover, he knew in his heart that Wu Ziyan had made him say that in order to save himself.

I sat by the window in a daze when I woke up in the morning, and I also heard the servants say that the mansion had been sealed off.

However, nothing in the mansion had changed, which suggests that Wu Ziyan had already negotiated with the Empress.

She should come looking for him now.

Upon reaching Huang Ziliang's courtyard, Wu Ziyan gently knocked on the door: "Ziliang, am I coming in?"

"Miss, please come in."

Upon entering, I saw Huang Ziliang wearing a fur-trimmed cloak, his face pale, looking somewhat sickly.

Perhaps it's because she's suffered so much over the years, or perhaps the food at the Second Princess's residence wasn't good.

You don't look well.

"Miss, you've come to see me, you must be going to the Second Princess's residence, right?"

"When did Ziliang start telling fortunes? Yes, we are indeed going to Wu Chengye's residence."

“But Wu Chengye is sure to be in his own residence today and won’t go anywhere else. He will search every inch of my place.”

"Let's see if any clues or evidence that could be used against her were left behind."

"But with your intelligence, you wouldn't leave those things at your residence, would you?"

"You understand me best, Miss."

She and Huang Ziliang went out wearing veils, secretly leaving through a small back door to prepare a small carriage.

There were no family crests on the carriages, so no one could tell who was who.

Huang Ziliang appeared calm and composed, showing no sign of nervousness.

He didn't ask Wu Ziyan why he did this, nor did he ask what to do next.

It seems like they really do have a telepathic connection.

"Do you have a way to contact Sima Lingyu?"

"He will be waiting for me at the back door today."

Wu Ziyan had to admire Huang Ziliang; he had even foreseen this step.

If she doesn't come looking for him, he'll probably find a chance to go out on his own.

She really wanted to crack open this man's head to see what was inside. Did he have four brains?

The carriage arrived quickly at the back gate of Wu Chengye's residence, where two guards stood watch.

But seeing that it was just the two of them getting out of the car, and that the driver didn't seem to want to stop them, they decided not to go inside and waited at the entrance.

After the announcement, Sima Lingyu came out with a box containing evidence of Wu Chengye's crimes.

"Thank goodness, you're all alright."

"Lingyu, you'd better go back quickly, or you'll be in trouble if Wu Chengye finds out."

But it was too late; they heard footsteps, but they hadn't seen Wu Chengye's men yet.

Hearing her voice first confirmed that having someone keep an eye on Sima Lingyu was the right thing to do.

His heart isn't with her; he'll definitely do things that are bad for her.

"My good husband, who are you talking to?" Wu Chengye stood abruptly at the back door, dressed in black, with an angry and somewhat frightening expression.

After speaking, his gaze fell on the two people wearing veils.

That figure looked extremely familiar—Wu Ziyan! Wasn't he under house arrest?

The other person simply reached out and took off Huang Ziliang's veil.

She didn't recognize the face, but she recognized those deep, dark eyes: "Ziliang!"

Huang Ziliang smiled faintly, his eyes lowered, and said, "Greetings to the Second Prince!"

His greeting made her uneasy, logically speaking.

According to their plan, Huang Ziliang should have died suddenly last night.

Even though he's wearing a different face now, he can still recognize him by his voice and eyes.

Isn't that Huang Ziliang?

She panicked. Huang Ziliang had been involved in most of the events during this period. If he were still alive...

If he were Wu Ziyan's man, and looking at Wu Ziyan holding a box, she already understood everything that had happened.

"You bitch!" He slapped Sima Lingyu across the face, splitting her lip open.

Wu Ziyan felt pain just looking at her, but how could she stop her domineering second sister?

She drew her sword directly from her attendant, her anger and embarrassment stemming from a lack of forethought.

The knife tip pierced straight towards Huang Ziliang's chest; how dare this man deceive her feelings.

Most importantly, she was truly in love!

That face wasn't his, and it turned out he was one of Wu Ziyan's people.

It turns out that the genuine emotions expressed in the main hall were not an act.

She thought Huang Ziliang would go to such lengths for her, but she never expected it! He and Wu Ziyan had known each other for a long time!

Everyone was caught off guard, and Wu Ziyan never expected that going out to retrieve something would lead to such a disaster.

She pulled Huang Ziliang to her side, and the tip of the knife was plunged directly into her collarbone.

Blood immediately soaked into his clothes, staining a large area red.

All of this happened too fast. Huang Ziliang didn't even think about dodging. He just plunged his sword into his own chest.

He thought he might as well die; he hadn't really intended to live since he was at Dadian, but Wu Ziyan actually stepped forward to save him.

Wu Ziyan was not the kind of person who could endure things, after all, her Nirvana skill gave her a stacked side effect buff.

She wouldn't die, but the damage was amplified, and she was screaming in pain.

If she hadn't screamed, Wu Chengye was even planning to go all the way and kill her.

But her two loud cries completely bewildered her. What was going on? Why could she scream so loudly?

"Wu Chengye, you son of a bitch, it hurts so much! Help!"

Wu Chengye released his grip, and the knife fell downwards due to inertia, causing Wu Ziyan a second injury.

She was at the back gate of the mansion, but there were still people living there, and her call attracted quite a few people.

What happened in the palace last night is little known, but now it's outside the palace.

Seeing that there were more and more people at the alley entrance, she took a deep breath.

"you!"

"Ziliang, get out of here!" Wu Ziyan gritted his teeth, unable to utter a single extra word, the pain shooting straight to his brain.

Wu Ziyan reluctantly pulled Huang Ziliang onto the carriage, and Wu Chengye couldn't possibly go out to chase after them.

But he turned and glared fiercely at Sima Lingyu, thinking, "He won't get away with this!"

Wu Ziyan covered her bleeding wound, her lips turning pale.

But she was still checking Huang Ziliang's favorability rating. She had taken the knife for him, so it should have increased by now.

Hey! It actually broke through 50% in one go! Worth the cut!

She coughed, it really hurt, tears streamed down her face, she cried very sadly from the pain.

Huang Ziliang withdrew his hand at this moment, keeping his distance from her: "Miss, why did you save Ziliang?"

"Don't ask, I'm in so much pain! Let's get back to the manor quickly."

But she slowly grabbed Huang Ziliang's hand and pulled him into her arms, just wanting to share some of his pain.

He gripped Huang Ziliang's hand tightly, and only then did Huang Ziliang look at Wu Ziyan properly.

Her face was completely bare of makeup, covered only in snot and tears.

Other women wouldn't show such an embarrassing side in front of men.

Even if it hurts, she will endure it. Not to mention women, even men don't seem to be as delicate as her.