He appeared calm, but inside he was extremely anxious.
Nanqianyue tilted her chin up and said, "You have to promise not to kill Uncle Yan first!"
Qin Yi answered, emphasizing the last syllable of her voice, "Fine, I promise you, give me the dagger."
"Swear! Swear a solemn oath!" Nan Qianyue was a little uneasy; the quick reply might mean he was lying to her.
The woman in green standing behind her gave Qin Yi a hand chop: Your Highness, shall we knock Miss Nan unconscious?
Qin Yi gave him a disdainful look: Step back.
Qingyi: Okay.
When Qin Yi saw the moon rising over the south, she glanced behind her and immediately remembered that Qingyi seemed to be standing right behind her, which distracted her for a moment.
In those two seconds of distraction, Qin Yi grabbed her hand, snatched the dagger, and with a forceful thrust, slammed it into the wall.
Nanqianyue: "..." I was amazed at how stupid I was.
"Can't you even say a few nice words? Is it so hard to coax me? You were quite good at coaxing people in that dilapidated courtyard, but now you only know how to fight me!"
Qin Yi gripped her wrist tightly, squeezing it so hard that Nan Qianyue felt a sharp pain.
She muttered through her pain, "You're perfectly fine, you didn't cry."
The woman in green widened her eyes: You only comfort someone after they cry? Then Your Highness can forget about it.
Qin Yi let out a chilling laugh, "I'll give you a chance. If you can make me happy, I won't kill him."
The southward migration was met with astonishment: "Are they just fooling around here?"
Are you kidding me?
A dark, unfathomable light flashed in Qin Yi's dark eyes. He suddenly hoisted Nan Qianyue onto his shoulder and said, "A different place is fine too."
As he stepped out of the dark room, he said, "Keep an eye on him, don't let him die."
"Yes!" The guards straightened their backs.
The Grand Commandant's Residence.
Song Suihuan knelt outside the martial arts room, pleading desperately.
"Father! I beg you, please save Mother! She bore your children, and even if she didn't do anything to repay you, she suffered greatly. Can you bear to see her sent to a nunnery, Father?!"
She pleaded and kowtowed, her appearance pitiful.
At this moment, a boy of about ten years old walked over, his expression somewhat indifferent.
“Mother has done something wrong and has already aroused public anger. In order to appease the people, His Majesty must punish Mother. If Father interferes, he will only displease His Majesty and will not only fail to help but will also harm himself.”
With eyes full of heartache, Song Suihuan pointed at the boy, "How could you say such heartless things? That's our mother! The mother who gave birth to you! You don't even plead for our mother, and you're still making sarcastic remarks here. Get out! Get out!"
"He's right!"
The door was opened, and Grand Commandant Song came out.
His authoritative gaze fell on Song Suihuan. "You are as foolish as your mother. You act without thinking and are not as insightful as your brother."
Song Suihuan burst into tears, heartbroken, and cried out, "Father, Mother is your wife! How can you side with outsiders? Please save her! She really can't go to a nunnery..."
Commander Song shook his head in annoyance. "Guards, lock her up. Without my permission, she is not to step out of the room!"
The servants dragged and pulled away the wailing Song Suihuan.
The boy looked coldly at Commander Song, "Does Father really not care about Mother?"
Grand Commandant Song was taken aback, then glanced at the boy with displeasure. "Can you control this? Go to the streets and listen to the people's voices. Even your aunt and cousin couldn't escape. Your mother was caught red-handed by the Empress Dowager. Do you think you can get away unscathed?"
The boy's expression remained indifferent, showing no emotion. "I understand, Father, please calm your anger."
Commander Song patted the boy's shoulder with satisfaction. "You are the youngest, but the most sensible. Your father has always encouraged you to read more books instead of teaching you martial arts. Originally, he wanted you to establish yourself in the literary world, but now it seems that you are more suitable to inherit your father's position."
"From now on, you will learn martial arts from your father."
A light instantly ignited in the boy's cold eyes, "Your son will certainly live up to your expectations, Father!"
Inside the Imperial Study in the Imperial Palace.
The old emperor angrily threw a stack of papers in front of the two people kneeling in the hall.
"Look at the stupid things you've done!"
"I warned you all to behave yourselves last time. Now you've angered more than just the literary circles of Dongling. You're receiving a constant stream of memorials. If I don't give all the scholars in the world an explanation, how will this end?"
The Empress had just recovered from her illness, and her face was still somewhat pale. She thought that the matter of sending someone to assassinate Nanqianyue was over, but now it had been brought up again.
It's all her fault for having such a wonderful daughter...
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. I am willing to accept punishment." The Empress knew the old emperor well; the more she begged for mercy, the harsher the punishment would be.
The eldest princess kneeling beside her had a dark look in her eyes. She hated Nan Qianyue so much that she wished she could tear her apart and chop her into mincemeat!
She deserves to die! She deserves to die for coveting the Imperial Uncle! Yesterday she even dared to show off in front of her... Just wait, once this storm passes, she will surely be shoved into the mud by Nanqianyue!
Anzheng Prince's Mansion, where Jinglan lives.
In the spacious and quiet bedroom, the shadows of people on the soft couch by the window are ambiguous.
The person migrating south had their hands bound above their head, while the person on their body acted recklessly.
She was so dizzy from the kisses that it felt like Qin Yi had sucked all the oxygen out of her brain.
Just as she was about to die, the madman finally released her lips, but did not stop there; instead, he attacked other places.
Nan Qianyue greedily inhaled the air, panting for a while before her voice trembled as she urgently said, "Qin Yi, you're a madman! The more you act like this, the more I hate you! Let me go, you beast!"
However, threats were completely ineffective. Qin Yi seemed possessed and could not be woken up; he even began to undress her.
She cried anxiously as she moved south, but the more she struggled, the more frantic the man became.
Then she burst into tears, which flowed like a fountain.
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