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The nineteenth hour after Uncle Gu was taken away, it was in the early hours of the night.

Tang Shan stood at the entrance of the palace villa with a haggard expression on her face. In her hand was a bottle of wine as she crazily pressed the doorbell.

Yin Yanyue came out to see her and cried before she even had time to ask what she was doing here.

"Soaring Moon …"

She opened her mouth and whispered, "I lied." Then, her body suddenly pressed down and fell on Yin Yanyue's shoulder. I said to Gong Yufeng, "You knew that the person who killed your father was Auntie Fang, so you plotted to kill her." I also said... The reason why you approached him previously is because you want to take revenge on him … "

She wiped away the tears on her face, her complexion exceptionally pale. I was wrong! I really know my wrongs! "

She cried her heart out, as if she really wanted to repent. However, Yin Yanyue appeared to be too calm. Her expression seemed to be frozen, without the slightest change.

"I know."

Yin Chengyue pushed her away without leaving a trace, his voice was cold, "There's no use talking about it now."

She didn't even want to ask why Tang Ao Shan wanted to do this, as she only wanted to save the young noble.

Tang Shan smelled of alcohol and was drunk. She fell to her knees as soon as she lost her balance, bowing her head and crying loudly, "Rainbow moon, I really can't just watch Fang Mo get caught in there. I really can't …" So... "That's why …"

She knew that Fang Mo had killed him, which was why she lied to Gong Yufeng.

However, her conscience really wouldn't let her go. She wanted Yin Yanyue's forgiveness, but she didn't know what reason she could use to make Yanyue forgive her.

"Stop talking."

Yin Yanyue lowered her eyes, walking around her, "It's useless to say these things now."

"Dye the moon!" Dye the moon! "

Tang Ao Shan turned around and sat on the ground, hugging her leg. "Then can you not turn yourself in!? I can take the blame! I can go! "

Yin Yanyue's footsteps paused, and her voice became stiff, "How do you know?"

She had bought a few waiters, but she was trying her best to keep a low profile, avoiding everyone's eyes.

But now, Tang Ao Shan was sitting in front of her, holding her leg and telling her not to turn herself in.

"I'm not the only one who knows …"

Tang Shan's face was covered in tears, and her eyelids were swollen from crying. "Fang Mo knows as well." He can't just stand by and watch you take the blame. Can we think of something else? Would you care to dye the moon? "I beg you, don't force Fang Mo. This matter can be discussed over time. We can bribe some hooligans to take the blame!"

"Ao Shan!"

Yin Yanyue pulled out her leg. Her voice suddenly rose and her eyes became sharp. "No matter how much you like Fang Mo, you can't hurt Uncle Gu!"

Tang Shan was startled by her shout, but before she could recover her wits, the phone in her bag rang.

He slowly pulled it out and looked at it. It was Fang Mo.

She picked up the phone, but before she could say a single word, Fang Mo's first words were, "Let Red-Moon answer it."

Tang Shan was stunned. She raised her head to look at Yin Yanyue and then slowly handed the phone to her. "It's Fang Mo."

Yin Caiyue took the phone expressionlessly. "What's the matter?"

Her tone was too cold, almost as if she were talking to a stranger.

The other end of the phone paused, then Fang Mo's low voice sounded out, "If the person who was arrested wasn't Young Master Gong, would you still think that it was my fault?"

"The law of the murderer!"

Yin Yanyue raised her voice and shot him a cold look, "Fang Mo, a mistake is a mistake. No matter how many excuses you come up with, it's all a mistake!"

There was silence on the other end of the line. Finally, the phone was hung up.

Yin Yanyue returned the phone to Tang Ao Shan and, without looking back, got into the car. He started the car and drove in the direction of the police station.

Tang Shan struggled up from the ground and stumbled after the car. Dye the moon! "

Her voice faded into the wind, completely disappearing from Yin Xiaoyue's hearing.

The twentieth hour after the viscount was captured.

Yin Chengyue's car stopped in front of the police station. The lights of the police station were still on, and a few policemen were sitting inside.

She parked the car at the entrance, and just as she opened the car door, she saw the figure of the viscount slowly walking out of the police station.

Yin Yanyue was shocked. She got out of the car and ran towards him while hugging him. "Why did you come out?"

She didn't expect to see the viscount before she had even turned herself in.

"Said he caught the killer." The young noble palace gently hugged her back, a myriad of emotions filling his heart.

In the twenty hours he'd been in the police station, the only person he'd been worried about had been Stain Moon.

He was afraid that if he really ended up in prison, Yin Yanyue would be isolated and helpless in the palace.

Later.

The two of them didn't even look into who the culprit was. They only went home, as if nothing had happened. They ate dinner together, then fell asleep.

That night, at four in the morning.

Yin Chengyue was still sleeping when he was awakened by a sharp ringing sound. When he picked up the phone, he heard a grievous news.

It was Tang Ao Shan.

She cried out in a voice that was close to tearing, telling her that Fang had killed himself.

Yin Yanyue instantly stood up straight from the bed. He looked at the young nobleman standing at his side and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

She did not say a single word as she absentmindedly hung up the phone.

He turned his head and met the deep eyes of the young lord of the palace.

"Uncle Gu." She opened her dry eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Fang Mo died."

The young lord frowned, his expression turning serious.

Before he could say anything, a slight "buckle" sound came from outside the door.

"What is it?" The voice of the viscount was somewhat heavy.

At such a late hour, the only person who could knock on the door was Aunt Wang.

There was a pause outside the door, and then Aunt Wang's troubled voice could be heard, "Sir, Miss. "The police are here. They said that they want to see Miss Yin."

Yin Yanyue had already expected that the police would come looking for her, but she didn't expect it to happen so soon.

She got out of bed, pulled on a coat, and pushed open the door. "Let them wait in the living room downstairs."

Aunt Wang nodded and went downstairs.

Yin Yanyue closed the door, and turned to look at Gong Shaowen, "Uncle Gu, you don't need to appear on this matter. "When Fang Mo died, you were still at the police station. It had nothing to do with you."

She was worried that with Gong Yufeng's personality, he would frame all the blame on the young noble.

The expression on the face of the young noble was especially solemn, his voice was also somewhat gloomy, "As long as I have anything to do with you, it will all be related to me."

Yin Yanyue frowned, "But …"

"No buts."

The viscount interrupted her with a cold look, "Yin Xiaoyue, listen carefully. I'm the one who wants to protect you, not you. "

Yin Yanyue pursed his lips, unable to retort with a single word.

She could only silently change her clothes, and then follow the young noble down the stairs.

The two policemen were sitting on the sofa in the living room. When they saw them come down, they immediately stood up, "Miss Yinyun, you were involved in the suicide of Fang Mo. Please come with us and be investigated."