"Father has not yet made a decision on this matter, but national affairs are of utmost importance, and the safety of the people comes first. Miss Yan will understand this."
I had the good fortune to meet this Miss Yan once at Wanxiu Pavilion. She was only seventeen years old, with a gentle and dignified appearance. Every step she took reflected the refined and elegant demeanor of someone who had read a lot of poetry and literature.
She also has a younger sister who is ten years younger than her, and she is also showing signs of becoming exceptionally beautiful.
Regardless, congratulations!
"Thanks!"
In truth, everyone understood that the emperor's intention was quite clear: the second prince's actions strongly suggested he would be deposed.
Even Minister Xing wouldn't help him anymore, so no one in the court was willing to help him either. After all, none of them had ever harmed Nangong Qing, and it seemed that if he were to take that position in the future, it wouldn't affect them.
When Su Luo returned to the mansion that evening, she saw Nangong Chiyu sitting alone in the courtyard. Even though he saw Su Luo come in, he turned away.
His entire being screamed that he was angry.
Are you angry?
Su Luo sat down next to him. It was the first time she had ever seen Nangong Chiyu so sullen.
"No!"
"That's good. I'm going to rest now."
After Su Luo finished speaking, she turned and went back to her room, leaving Nangong Chiyu alone sitting in the courtyard. He wanted to speak but then swallowed his words.
I already felt depressed, but after Su Luo came back, I felt even more depressed.
After being angry for a while, he returned to the room and saw that Su Luo was asleep, but there were two pillows on the bed and plenty of room for him. It was as if his anger had dissipated in an instant.
Without needing to explain, with just one gesture, Nangong Chiyu knew that Su Luo was giving him a way out.
He loved to hug Su Luo from behind, especially when sleeping with his arms around her waist.
"Luo Luo, are you asleep?"
With her back to him, Su Luo replied, "I'm asleep."
"Let Physician Du see Nangong Qing tomorrow, you don't need to go."
Su Luo leaned closer to him, narrowed her eyes, and said, "What, are you jealous?"
"Um!"
Su Luo teased him with a smile, "What's it like to be jealous? Is it sour or not? Tell me about it."
Nangong Chiyu kissed her forehead and tickled Su Luo's most sensitive spot: "If you want to hear it, cover yourself with the blanket and I'll tell you."
The autumn night is dotted with stars, and the moonlight disperses the dark clouds.
...
Two more days passed peacefully, but for Nangong Jingyao, the peace in the capital was like being dragged down from the clouds to the mud.
His subordinates secretly sent him a message, which was similar to what Ye Qianning had told him: the emperor really intended to put Nangong Qing on the throne.
He fought for many years to suppress the Crown Prince, and he must not let Nangong Qingbai get away with this.
"Your Highness, shall we take action?" asked one of the leaders who had been raising his troops.
Nangong Jingyao looked at the sealed window, hesitant. Should he really rebel?
Once this step is taken, there is no turning back.
"Your Highness, if you don't make a decision soon, you'll miss your chance. Prince Yu has already found clues about our forces, and we'll soon be captured by the Crimson Feather Army."
"At that point, forget about fighting to the death; all your years of hard work will be wasted, Your Highness..."
Before Nangong Jingyao could speak, the sound of a key locking the door came again. He turned around and told his men to hide behind it.
"Someone's coming!"
When the door was opened, it was Ye Qianning, followed by Shuang Shuo and more than a dozen guards. This time, she had more guards than she had brought last time.
"Princess Ye Qianning, are you also trying to persuade me?"
Nangong Jingyao frowned, looking at Ye Qianning slowly walking towards him. She seemed to have no vitality at all, like a puppet on a string.
"Qian Ning?"
Ye Qianning was holding a dagger in her hand and had a strong, strange fragrance about her. Based on Nangong Jingyao's previous understanding of her, Ye Qianning should not have liked this strong fragrance.
"Princess Qianning, what's wrong?"
No matter how Nangong Jingyao called out to her, Ye Qianning remained silent, instead walking towards him with lifeless eyes.
Seeing that his beloved woman was acting strangely, Nangong Jingyao rushed forward to check on her, but before he could react, Ye Qianning pulled out a dagger and committed suicide.
If you listen carefully, you can even hear the chirping of insects coming from Shuangshuo's mouth.
Ye Qianning collapsed into Nangong Jingyao's arms, black blood flowing from her mouth, her body ice-cold, and she died silently.
"Princess……"
Shuang Shuo and more than a dozen guards rushed in, all pointing their swords at Nangong Jingyao, who was kneeling on the ground, at a loss.
"Protect the princess..."
Shuang Shuo addressed the crowd, then squatted down and placed his index finger on Ye Qianning's nose.
Even though she knew Ye Qianning was already dead, she couldn't miss the show, so she clenched her fist in panic and pointed at Nangong Jingyao.
"Well, well, what a Second Prince you are! You actually killed the Northern Liang princess who was sent to marry a foreign ruler. You've gone mad."
Shuang Shuo stood up and ordered the guards, "Guards, keep an eye on the Second Prince. Princess Qian Ning wanted to visit him, but he killed her in a fit of rage. This matter can only be handled by the Regent."
Nangong Jingyao looked up, but he did nothing: "You're talking nonsense. How could this prince possibly kill Princess Qianning?"
"In full view of everyone, Princess Qianning died in your arms, Second Prince. If you didn't kill her, could it be that she committed suicide?"
Even after Ye Qianning died, Nangong Jingyao did not give up.
"she is."
Shuang Shuo: "What is she? Did she commit suicide? Or does the Second Prince mean that there are other people in this house, and that the princess was assassinated by someone else?"
Nangong Jingyao was speechless; there really was one of his subordinates hidden among them.
"As I have said, Princess Qian Ning was not killed by me."
The fact that Ye Qianning suddenly died in front of him, and was witnessed by the people of Beiliang who claimed that he was the one who killed her, was too much for Nangong Jingyao to bear. He already had two lives on his hands.
Shuang Shuo ignored them, turned around and went out to report Ye Qianning's death to Ye Beihan and the Emperor of Nanning.
Everything happened too fast, leaving Nangong Jingyao no time to think.
He slumped to the ground, made a command with his right hand, and the person hiding behind him quietly escaped through the secret passage. Nangong Jingyao was driven to a dead end, with no choice but to rebel and force the emperor to abdicate.
Ye Beihan was playing chess with the Emperor of Nanning. Tonight, he had asked the Emperor to allow Ye Qianning to visit Nangong Jingyao.
After all, the two had been engaged, so they should at least say goodbye properly.
"Master, Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! The Second Prince..." Shuang Shuo entered, feigning panic.
"How dare you! Can't you see I'm playing chess with His Majesty? Whatever it is, we can talk about it after this game is over."
Ye Beihan gestured to the Emperor of Nanning to invite him.
The emperor looked up at Shuang Shuo and shook his head slightly.
"He is a true gentleman who remains silent. Your country's etiquette still needs improvement."
Ye Beihan sneered inwardly and placed another piece: "Your Majesty is right. These ignorant and disrespectful people do need to be properly taught a lesson."
Shuang Shuo didn't show it on his face, but inwardly he despised Nanning's hypocrisy.
"Your Majesty, Shuang Shuo was being presumptuous. It's just that the Second Prince killed Princess Ye Qianning, and Shuang Shuo believes that this matter is more important than playing chess. I'm sorry to have disturbed Your Majesty's chess game."
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