"Your Highness, go home?" The leader of his personal guard bowed down and invited him to the car.

Ji Yunhuang looked at the carriage, he used this carriage to take Ning Xuemo into the prince's mansion yesterday.

The carriage was still the same carriage, and the man was never to be seen again.

Ji Yunhuang waved his hand: "Burn this carriage." And he should burn it for her.

He rolled over and got on his horse, flicked the reins, and flew away.

The guards looked at each other, this carriage didn't look too special, but both the materials and the workmanship were of the highest quality, worth 10,000 gold, it could be said that it was the favorite of His Royal Highness the Prince, and it was usually carefully maintained, and no bumping was allowed. Now it's going to be burned?!

No one dared to disobey the prince's order, and the head of the guard immediately arranged for a group of people to burn the car, and a group of people to chase after His Royal Highness the crown prince for personal protection......

……

White flags have been hung on the outside of the newly painted Jingyuan Marquis Mansion, and there is a cry in the mansion.

Ji Yunhuang pulled his horse in front of the Jingyuan Marquis's Mansion, looked inside, sighed softly, and turned to leave.

He knew that the people who were in the heavy prison of the Criminal Department did not live at all, so he did not have any doubts about Ning Xuemo's death at all.

He didn't want to go in to see her coffin, it was just a handful of ashes at most, it was no longer her, and even if he did, it would only add to his sadness-......

Ji Yunhuang didn't sleep all night, he was a little tired, he went back to his prince's mansion, ready to rest and rest.

He ruthlessly pushed open the door of the dormitory, and suddenly he noticed something, and a light flashed in his palm, and a long sword flashed out of thin air, and the bed curtain was lifted at once. After seeing the scenery on the bed, he couldn't help but be stunned!

There was a person sleeping in the brocade quilt on the bed, with a pillow of black hair spread softly, a red little face, long eyelashes slightly closed, and a fragrant sleep. It was Ning Xuemo, who was already dead in everyone's mouths.

Ji Yunhuang didn't believe his eyes, he subconsciously rubbed his eyes and slowly stepped forward.

The little one was probably too tired to be alert, and he was already close to the bed, where she was still sleeping in the dark.

His fingers lightly caressed her cheek, warm, soft--

She's real! It's alive!

A person who was obviously dead and burned clean suddenly appeared on his bed, and Ji Yunhuang almost thought that he was dreaming.

It was impossible for either Lord Lu or the four jailers to lie, and they didn't dare!

So what's going on here?

Ji Yunhuang stood on the edge of the bed a little distracted, and he couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly a flower in front of him, the brocade quilt on the bed suddenly flew up, and he covered his face with his head and face on the side of the bed--

Although Ji Yunhuang was defenseless, he was a top master in the end, his body retreated like a flowing water, and with a wave of his palm, the brocade was floated to the ground.

The little man who was lying on the bed was already standing on the ground, with a short sword in his hand, pointing at him diagonally.

After seeing Ji Yunhuang's face clearly, Ning Xuemo breathed a sigh of relief, lowered the short sword in his hand, smiled slightly, and the pear vortex next to his cheek loomed: "Startle me, Your Royal Highness the Prince, you are finally back!" ”

The little girl's alertness is quite high!

Ji Yunhuang's eyes showed appreciation, and the corners of his lips also hooked a smile: "You are the one who scared this king!" Come, come, tell this king, how did you get out of the prison of the Ministry of Punishment? "He's going to die of curiosity.

As soon as Ning Xuemo heard his tone, he knew that he already knew the general situation of the matter,