Chapter 45 This doesn't seem to be my fault alone

On the second floor of Juxian Tea House, the aroma of tea wafted in the air. Jing Siye raised his hand and handed the letter he brought from the home of Zhai Qing, the governor of Hangzhou Province, to Nangong Ling.

"I remember you said that two years ago, your master received the emperor's birthday disc and had an accident on the way to the capital."

Nangong Ling took the letter and opened it while speaking, her words full of doubts:

"What does this have to do with the letter? Do you suspect it's the same person?"

Jing Siye stood with his hands behind his back, looking out the window and said slowly:

"I am just suspicious. After all, the one who can raise a group of assassins and find a way for me to go to Hangzhou to fight the epidemic is most likely in the capital. Such means are definitely not something that ordinary people can do."

When Nangong Ling heard this, anger instantly surged in her heart, and she gritted her teeth and said:

"Unfortunately, my master was poisoned when he first arrived in the capital, and even his birthday disc was confiscated. This is the most frustrating thing for me. I have no evidence to complain about. If I could find out who framed my master, I would dig up his ancestors' graves."

Nangong Ling carefully looked at the letter in her hand, and the handwriting of the letter she had seen two years ago involuntarily emerged in her mind. He only felt somewhat familiar with it, but he was not completely sure.

Jing Siye: "I took the letter that framed Li Xiao and compared it. Although the handwriting of the two is one sloppy and the other formal, their writing styles and strokes are very similar."

Nangong Ling's originally carefree face was now filled with shock and confusion.

He widened his eyes slightly, and his gaze moved back and forth between the two letters, confirming that what Jing Siye said was true.

Then, he suddenly raised his head, his face full of confusion and resentment, and said loudly:

"According to what you said, all three letters were written by the same person. What exactly does the person behind this want to do? What ulterior motive does he have to muddy the waters so much?"

Jing Siye said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, then this person will stay in the capital, or even in the palace. Moreover, he is closely related to Zhai Qing."

Nangong Ling heard this and crossed her arms over her chest and said:

"Did you really behead those two men?"

Upon hearing this, Jing Siye looked outside the door but said nothing.

Nangong Ling also understood what he meant.

When he finally left, Jing Siye solemnly said:

"On the day when Li Xiao goes to the execution ground, you must not delay the execution. Time is running out. It may be difficult to find the person behind the frame-up. It is very likely that we will have to take this step."

Nangong Ling patted his chest and said jokingly:

"Don't worry, for the little guy, this leader will definitely do his best..."

Before he could finish his words, Jing Siye had already left the room and disappeared.

Jing Siye returned to the palace. Wang Zhiyan calculated the time and hurriedly appeared from the corner.

Her hair was a little messy, and tears of grievance hung on her face. She covered half of her swollen face and ran towards Jing Siye crying:

"My Lord, you are finally back!"

Wang Zhiyan's delicate voice was filled with tears.

"That Zhu Wenqin actually beat me up in the face like this. My father's birthday is coming up in two days. How am I supposed to go back and face people?"

Jing Siye pulled the reins and dismounted with clean and neat movements. He looked at Wang Zhiyan expressionlessly, without a trace of emotion in his deep eyes.

"Did you go and provoke him?"

When Wang Zhiyan heard this, her heart tightened slightly, and a barely perceptible panic flashed in her eyes.

She lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Jing Siye's eyes. Her fingers unconsciously tugged at the corner of her clothes, and she said with a hint of grievance:

"Your Highness, Zhiyan just wanted to go see him and she really had no ill will towards him. I thought we would all be a family in the future and wanted to get closer to him, but not only did he not appreciate it, he even beat me up. How could he do this to me?"

As she spoke, she secretly looked up to observe Jing Siye's expression, trying to find a hint of sympathy on his face.

Jing Siye snorted coldly, with ridicule and disdain.

"So, you were the one who provoked him first."

He took a step forward and stared at Wang Zhiyan.

"Wang Zhiyan, just because the Emperor and Empress praised you a few times, you no longer take anyone seriously?"

His eyes revealed majesty and warning, which made Wang Zhiyan shudder.

When Wang Zhiyan heard this, she was shocked and a look of surprise appeared on her face. She stared at Jing Siye with eyes wide open in disbelief, thinking to herself:

What does Jing Siye mean? Does he dare to be disrespectful to the emperor and empress? She lowered her head quickly, pretending to be terrified, and said in a trembling voice:

"I dare not. I only listen to the prince. I really just want to have a good relationship with him. I have no other intentions."

Jing Siye ignored her explanation. He frowned slightly, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

"Why should he have a good relationship with you?"

His tone became colder.

"Also, be thankful that you didn't set foot in the main courtyard, otherwise, anyone could have discounted it."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the main courtyard without looking back. His back was firm and resolute, and he didn't care about Wang Zhiyan's crying.

Wang Zhiyan stood there in a daze, watching Jing Siye's departing back, the anger in her heart growing stronger and stronger.

She narrowed her eyes, with a gleam of resentment in them, and whispered through gritted teeth:

"Jing Siye, Jing Siye, I was a little hesitant at first, but now it seems that you are forcing me to do so."

Jing Siye walked into the bedroom and saw Zhu Wenqin lying on a recliner, reading a storybook leisurely.

Jing Siye came in with a completely different expression, no longer as cold as before, and said softly:

"Qin'er is feeling better now."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wenqin tilted her head inward.

【fraud,】

Jing Siye frowned. Are you still angry with me? Isn't it coaxed?

"What happened to Qin'er? Tell me."

Zhu Wenqin put down the notebook and said coquettishly, "You liar, everyone in the main courtyard knows about it."

Jing Siye asked doubtfully, "What did you know?"

Zhu Wenqin: ...

"It's what happened last night. They all know about it. It must have been too loud."

Jing Siye held his forehead with his hand: It seems that this is not just my fault.