Chapter 3096 Xu Shizong's "Suicide Note"

Nan Yan was a little tired and just wanted to go back and rest, but when she saw that the two of them looked a little off, she asked, "What happened?"

The little palace maid Duo'er said, "Your Majesty, Sister Qingting just came over with a few people."

"She? What is she doing here?"

"They took away all the old clothes of the Empress."

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Yan frowned slightly and immediately pushed the door open and walked in.

The room was brightly lit, and it was obvious that the people who had come before had lit all the candlesticks in the Yiku Palace. There were some messy footprints on the ground, and it was obvious that more than one or two people had come in, but the room was not turned upside down.

Only the wardrobe was open.

Nan Yan walked over and took a look, and sure enough, all the clothes she had brought with her had been taken away.

What was left were all the new clothes that Zhu Chengjin had sent over these days.

However, it's not surprising.

Zhu Chengjin had long known from Qingting that poison was sewn into his collar, but those drugs were secretly put in his collar when they lived in the row houses behind Wuying Palace a few days ago, every morning when Xiaoman was making medicine for Xu Shizong, and Nan Yan herself had never "enjoyed" it.

Now that Xu Shizong is dead, those poisons are no longer useful.

Of course, Zhu Chengjin had to be searched to prevent himself from finding another opportunity to harm other people - after all, they had spent a lot of time eating together these days, but there were too many people following him, and they were all smarter than Xiaoman, so Nan Yan really had no chance to make a move.

Looking at the half-empty wardrobe, Nan Yan sneered.

Now, if she really reaches a desperate situation and wants to commit suicide, it will not be so easy.

But probably it's not necessary.

When I turned around, I saw Duoer and Jiang Dahe still standing at the door.

When they came here before, Tingfu and Qingting had greeted them. Knowing that they were sent by Zhu Chengjin to keep an eye on Nan Yan, they were not polite to them. Without permission, they could not approach the main hall of Yiku Palace, nor could they get close to Nan Yan.

So now, the two of them are still standing timidly at the door.

Duo'er bravely asked softly, "My Lady, has something happened?"

Nan Yan said: "No."

"Then, Brother Fu didn't come back with the Empress?"

"Something happened to him and he was taken away."

"ah?"

"For the next two days, you two will serve me."

The two were shocked and looked at each other, both of them seemed a little bit unbelievable: "I, we-?"

Nan Yan smiled faintly: "Why, you don't want to?"

"No, no, no, we, the servants, are just afraid that we are clumsy and cannot serve well."

"Alright, don't be too smart around me."

As she spoke, Nan Yan walked to the couch and sat down, saying with a half-smile, "Anyone who is too clever won't survive long by my side."

When the two heard this, their faces turned pale.

Nan Yan saw that she had frightened them enough, so she stopped scaring them and said, "Clean the floor and bring hot water so I can sleep."

"yes."

Two people walked in carefully, swept away the dust, and took a rag to wipe the floor.

Nan Yan just sat on the couch, staring at the night outside in a daze.

What happened tonight was a bit confusing.

She went over it carefully in her mind, wondering if there was anything she had not done well, or if there were any mistakes.

In fact, it was not a big deal. No matter how chaotic the night was, the only thing she did was to let Tingfu kill Xiaoman. Zhu Chengjin was so cruel and ruthless to Xu Shizong, so it was naturally impossible for him to come to her to seek justice for a servant beside Xu Shizong.

The most important thing is the order of the three tips.

Thinking of this, Nan Yan chuckled.

In fact, at this time, the person who should have a bigger headache than her should be Zhu Chengjin in Wuying Palace. The order of the three brocade bags is enough to give him a nightmare tonight.

But what will he choose?

Should he hold on to Nanjing and rule across the Yangtze River from the imperial court? Or should he announce to the world and march north?

Or maybe——

Just as she was thinking, Duo'er and Jiang Dahe had finished their work. Duo'er asked again attentively: "Your Majesty is going to rest. Do you need me to make the bed for you?"

"Um?"

Nan Yan came back to her senses and glanced at the bed.

She said calmly, "No need, I can do it myself. You can bring hot water to help me wash up."

"yes."

When Duo'er heard this, she also understood that the imperial concubine did not completely trust them. Obviously, they were not allowed to touch private places like the bed. So she did not dare to say much and asked Jiang Dahe to bring hot water. She helped Nan Yan to wash up. Nan Yan changed into the new pajamas that Zhu Chengjin had sent. She reached out to straighten it out. It was spotless, without even a single seam.

Nan Yan said, "You guys should leave."

"yes."

After Duo'er bowed, she left Yiku Palace and closed the door.

Hearing the footsteps outside gradually fading away, Nan Yan got up and walked to the bed to lie down.

A dim candlelight illuminated her eyes, and there was also a faint light flickering in them. At this time, what she was really worried about was Tingfu.

How will Zhu Chengjin’s people treat him?

Although before doing this - no, it should be said that when Tingfu followed her into Xingluo Lake, he had already made up his mind to die, but no matter what, he had followed her for so many years, Nan Yan still hoped that he could survive.

Will Zhu Chengjin let him come back alive?

Thinking of this, Nan Yan's heart felt like it was stabbed by a knife, causing a dull pain that made it difficult for her to breathe. She couldn't help but turn sideways and hug the pillow with one hand.

At this moment, her hand suddenly touched under the pillow, as if there was something.

"Um?"

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, then immediately reached out and took out a letter from under the pillow.

The envelope read: To Si Nanyan personally.

The handwriting seemed unfamiliar, something she had never seen before. She also had no idea who had left it under her pillow. Nan Yan frowned slightly and listened carefully. There was no other sound outside except the wind, so she leaned against the head of the bed and opened the envelope with the candlelight in the room.

Inside were two pieces of letter paper.

When I opened the first piece of letter, it turned out to be a divorce letter.

Nan Yan read it briefly and then looked at the signature below. It was actually written by Xu Shizong. He wanted to divorce his first wife Gu and asked her to take her daughter home to reflect on herself and have nothing to do with her getting married in the future.

Seeing this, Nan Yan’s brows were furrowed.

She hurriedly opened another letter, and it turned out to be a letter from Xu Shizong that he wanted to leave the Xu clan ancestral hall. From then on, he would have nothing to do with the Xu family, no matter whether he got married or died, whether he was successful or in poverty.