The next day.
After having breakfast during her migration south, she began learning needlework.
She was determined to embroider a purse for both the Prime Minister's wife and her sister, so she studied very hard.
"Yes, yes, that injection worked well."
"Raise your arm up a little."
"Yes, yes, very good."
Granny Qiao felt that her encouraging teaching method was very good; at least the young lady was willing to learn seriously, even though her embroidery was... appalling.
"Young lady, the Prime Minister is back and wants you to come to his study." The steward rushed over again.
Granny Qiao frowned, but dared not speak out against her anger.
Why is it that someone always comes to disturb the young lady's studies?
But they are all people you can't afford to offend.
Nan Qianyue calmly put down the needle and turned to reassure Granny Qiao, "I'll be right back, I won't run away."
study.
Nan Xiang paced back and forth, his face grave.
"Father, your daughter has arrived." Nan Qianyue walked directly into the study.
The Prime Minister paused for a moment, then quickly told his servants to close the door.
"Let's talk about this side." He led Nanqianyue to the bookshelf.
Nanqianyue observed Nanxiang's expression and tentatively asked, "Father seems to be preoccupied."
The Southern Prime Minister sighed, "That spy from Nanjing is dead."
Before Nanqianyue could react, she exclaimed, "A spy from Nanjing? Dead? Who was it?"
Seeing his daughter's bewildered state, Nan Xiang couldn't bear it, but he still spoke up.
“He died of poisoning within two hours after eating the food you sent him yesterday.”
Nanqian Yue was startled and stood frozen in place, her pupils seemingly fixed.
Her voice trembled, "Uncle Yan... is dead? He ate the things I sent... and he's dead?"
Nan Xiang patted her shoulder reassuringly, "Daughter, your father knows you were used. Don't blame yourself. His death has nothing to do with you."
"The Court of Justice originally intended to take you in for questioning, but I refused. If His Majesty presses for an explanation, I will clarify things. You stay home and stay put. If you're bored, visit your younger sister or brother..."
By the time of the southward migration, the Southern Prime Minister could no longer hear what he was saying.
The images of the prison cell resurfaced in my mind.
She wanted to drink, but Uncle Yan wouldn't let her... He even snatched the wine glass away, seemingly because he was reluctant to let her drink it, but actually because he knew it was poisoned.
Uncle Yan knew everything, and he was willing to die...
"Father!"
With red eyes, Nan Qian interrupted Nan Xiang, grabbing his sleeve and choking back tears as she asked, "Has anyone tested those foods? What kind of poison was it? Where was it put?"
Nan Xiang sighed, "Daughter, it doesn't matter anymore."
"important!"
Nan Qianyue almost shouted it out. She still retained a sliver of trust. What if... what if someone else wanted to kill Yan Bo and had even deceived Ye Jian's eyes?
And the butler, he also went to buy food. Maybe the villain poisoned it when the butler wasn't looking?
"There are two kinds of poison, one in the wine and the other in the pork knuckle."
Wine, pork knuckle... Ye Jian bought them.
The Prime Minister shook his head regretfully, "What a pity. I was thinking of taking this person under my wing, but the Crown Prince of Nan Jing is determined to kill him."
The Crown Prince of Nan Jing was determined to kill him...
These words kept swirling in her mind. Nan Qianyue bit her lower lip hard, forcing the tears to stop.
“He was a death row inmate to begin with. If he dies prematurely, no one will pursue the matter too much. At most, it will just be a formality.” Nan Xiang looked out the window, his eyes filled with a sorrowful sadness at the coldness of the world.
"...Won't anyone investigate?" Tears fell from Nan Qianyue's eyes, her pupils filled with unwavering resolve.
"It was my fault that Yan Bo was harmed. I want to hold him accountable. I'm going to ask him right now!" She turned and rushed out of the study.
But the door was locked from the outside, and she couldn't open it.
"Father, let me out!" Nan Qianyue shouted as she turned around.
Nan Xiang patted his forehead anxiously and said earnestly, "I knew you were going to act impulsively, Qian Yue. The Crown Prince of Nan Jing is in the palace right now, you can't see him."
"Then I'll wait at the palace gate. I don't believe he won't come out!" Nan Qianyue wiped away her tears.
The Prime Minister pretended to be stern, "Qian Yue, you need to be more sensible. Even if you go to the Crown Prince of Nan Jing, you can't bring the deceased back to life. Why make yourself so exhausted?"
Nan Qianyue fell into a brief silence, knowing that the Southern Prime Minister would not let her go to find Xiao Chen.
So she changed her question and asked, "Then may I go to see Prince Anzheng?"
"No!" The Prime Minister waved his sleeve. "You are not allowed to leave the manor for the next few days."
"Father!" Nan Qianyue said urgently, "There's no one else here, so stop acting. I know you and Qin Yi are in cahoots. I'll go see him secretly; no one will find out!"
The Prime Minister's expression turned solemn. "Qianyue, I might as well tell you that my relationship with Prince Anzheng is merely a political collaboration. As for other matters, there will be no involvement whatsoever, especially with you. I will never marry you to him."
“He holds a high position and wields great power, and His Majesty is most wary of him. Although I command all officials, I keep my distance from all of them on the surface. Compared to Prince Anzheng, His Majesty trusts me more, but he will also be wary of me.”
“You are my eldest daughter. Your destiny is either to marry one of His Majesty’s princes or to marry another young talent who has no real power. Your mother and I both hope that you will choose the latter, so that you can live a peaceful life for the rest of your days.”
"Qianyue, calm down and stop getting involved with Prince Anzheng. That's a one-way street."
After listening for a while, Nanqianyue had a question: "Then why does Father secretly support Qin Yi? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by His Majesty?"
The Prime Minister smiled with appreciation. “Because King Anzheng has the people and the soldiers on the frontier in his heart, I am not helping him, but helping the people and the soldiers on the frontier.”
"As for whether His Majesty will find out, it doesn't matter. Even if he does, Prince Anzheng will take the blame. That's what he said." The Southern Chancellor raised his chin arrogantly.
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