Chapter 112
The moonlight was too bright tonight, making it difficult to conceal herself. Qin Sang looked around and saw that although there were a few large tree branches that could temporarily hide her, she dared not make any rash moves, fearing that there might be hidden guards watching over her.
At that moment, Qin Baoyun darted out.
He was quite large, and like a nimble leopard, he leaped up a nearby artificial hill, then climbed up the nearest tree branch.
Qin Sang's heart leaped into her throat. She held her breath and stared intently at Qin Baoyun's figure. Before she could even exhale, there was a commotion all around—several dark figures emerged from under the eaves and among the shadows of the trees, chasing after Qin Baoyun.
It turns out that Qin Baoyun used a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
Qin Sang didn't dare to delay. Taking advantage of the moment when those people came to their senses, she silently flew out. Using the bushes and rocks in the garden as cover, she quickly leaped onto the roof of the side room, then crouched down like a kitten and swiftly approached the roof of the mansion.
This is it, she thought.
He took a deep breath and gently lifted a tile without making a sound.
The candlelight inside was fairly bright, but looking down, it was clear that there was more than one person. Two tall figures sat facing each other at a small rectangular table, one with gray hair and the other with white hair; one had neatly combed hair, while the other had graying temples and looked somewhat disheveled.
Both of them clearly heard the noise outside the window and turned their heads to look in the same direction. After a moment, they seemed to have noticed something and looked up at the same time.
Qin Sang had barely caught a glimpse of their faces when her vision blurred and something shot straight at her eyes. Instinctively, she jerked backward, but with nothing to brace against, she fell uncontrollably, rolling down the roof tiles.
She cursed under her breath, flipped in the air hoping to land less awkwardly, but just as she landed, the dimly lit window opened. Qin Sang's first foot touched the ground, and a gust of wind immediately hit her in the face.
"Such excellent martial arts skills..." she blurted out instinctively as she barely dodged.
The opponent's attack paused slightly, but only for a moment, before the attacks came in quick succession.
Qin Sang dodged two or three moves, but not four or five; she was clearly no match for her opponent.
The main problem is that the muscles in her body aren't very obedient, and she's always lagging behind when she tries to move around, which is very frustrating for Qin Sang.
She prepared to flee, but instead received a solid slap on the back, as if her internal organs were about to shatter. First came a thud that sent a numbing sensation straight to her brain, then she seemed to hear a distant "Southern tune"...
"It's over, I'm going to die," she thought before the excruciating pain began.
As her body hit the ground hard, a surge of blood rushed to her chest, a metallic taste rose to her tongue, and she uncontrollably spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, she was writhing in pain all over her body, unable to move even a single finger.
"You're asking for it." She heard a cold but still gentle voice in the intermission.
Immediately afterwards, whether it was a hallucination or the body was indeed useless, a thick white fog rose before her eyes... and then she lost consciousness.
In a daze, my body floated up into the air, soaring straight into the clouds, passing through nine layers of clouds, and reaching the hazy heavens.
Before her stood the old man of fate, stroking his long beard and staring at her with a worried expression. Beside him was a young boy, who also stared at her with a troubled and helpless expression.
Qin Sang was speechless, unable to utter a word.
“Nanyin…” Si Ming sighed, “You… well, I’ll keep it short. To explain the calamity of the Nanwu Kingdom, we must go back fifty years. At that time, there was a powerful kingdom to the south of the Nanwu Kingdom called Fanzhu. Fanzhu produced a young general who was a once-in-a-century talent. This young general was well-versed in military strategy from a young age and loved martial arts. He was a genius in military tactics and a martial arts fanatic. At a young age, he won many battles and became a legend. So, the king of Fanzhu at that time, relying on the young general’s abilities, set his sights on unifying the world.”
But fate had decreed that the Kingdom of Nanwu would be the hegemon of the Central Plains for the next few hundred years. Moreover, the ruler of the Kingdom of Nanwu at that time was calm and wise, promoted the imperial examination system, reduced corvée labor, and brought peace to the people. Although the country did not have a once-in-a-century general, it was full of talented people. The ruler and his ministers were of one mind and worked together in civil and military affairs. In the face of the provocations of the Kingdom of Fanzhu and the repeated victories of the young general, they resisted with neither arrogance nor servility for many years.
At that time, a fairy descended to earth to undergo tribulation and happened to land in the Kingdom of Fanzhu, where she met the young general. By a twist of fate, the two fell in love and pledged their lives to each other, finally becoming engaged.
After his marriage, the young general became preoccupied with personal matters and naturally became somewhat lazy, no longer yearning for the battlefield. At this time, the Kingdom of Namo, having rested and recuperated, shifted from defense to offense, and set its sights on this young general.
Then, using some unknown tactic, they lured the general to the border between the two countries, ambushed and killed him.
When the fairy learned that her husband had fallen into a trap and died, she was filled with hatred and vowed to make the Kingdom of Nanwu pay with its life. However, at that time she was just a mortal, weak and powerless, and had no power to defy fate. Therefore, even if she tried her best, she still could not stop the decline of the Kingdom of Fanzhu.
Later, the Kingdom of Fanzhu was destroyed, and the fairy died, returning to her rightful place after undergoing tribulations. However, the regrets of her mortal life haunted her, and her sorrow remained unresolved. Finally, one day, while drunk, she secretly descended to the mortal realm, intending to use a mortal body to stir up trouble in the Kingdom of Nanwu, hoping to conquer it from within and fulfill her husband's long-cherished wish. This led to the internal strife in the Kingdom of Nanwu.
...
Nan Yin said in bewilderment, "So it's not some demon causing trouble... but rather a fairy who violated the heavenly rules..."
“That’s right,” Si Ming said, “but there are people above who are planning to protect this fairy, which is why they sent you down to the mortal world secretly without making a fuss.”
"..." Nan Yin was speechless for a long time. "Covering up?"
“That’s not the point,” Si Ming said. “The point is that I saw you acting without any sense of order and you were in such a hurry before descending to the mortal realm, so I couldn’t stand it and came to remind you that the main culprit you’re looking for is a woman.”
After Si Ming finished saying the word "woman," he disappeared like a wisp of smoke. Even the last two words were so soft that they seemed to echo from afar.
"Don't go..." She anxiously reached out to stop her, wanting to know if she was dead or alive, but instead grasped a warm object.
What is something that is both soft and hard?
She suddenly realized it was a human hand.
Her tightly closed eyes finally opened a crack, her soul returned to her body, and her five senses returned. Her head throbbed again, followed by a dull pain in her internal organs and a sharp, throbbing pain in her temples, which made her vomit for no reason.
"Ugh..." She was in excruciating pain and felt extremely wronged. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she cursed her superiors inwardly for being heartless, refusing to use the law to protect her, and instead leaving her to clean up the mess.
She doesn't want to work here anymore, she'd rather die, and whoever wants to come can take over.
"Don't cry, are you in a lot of pain? This...this...quickly call a doctor!"
Xie Suian was heartbroken.
He used a silk handkerchief to wipe away the tears that kept rolling down Qin Sang's face, wishing he were the one who was hurt. He cursed the person who had attacked him a thousand times over in his heart, and secretly vowed that next time he encountered that person, he would tear them to pieces, slice them into a thousand pieces, and dismember them!
Qin Sang lay in the silky soft quilt, the blanket pulled up to her chin. Her small face was as pale as paper, her lips were bloodless, and her delicate eyebrows were deeply furrowed...
It looks very uncomfortable.
Xie Sui'an had just reached out to touch her forehead when he heard her mumble something, then suddenly hugged his arm, turned her face to the side, and started gagging.
"What's wrong? Does it hurt?" His voice trembled slightly, and he was at a loss. He didn't dare to pat her, so he could only let her pinch him tightly.
But it hurts to pinch her, especially since her fingers are still wrapped up.
"Where is the First Madam! Is she dead? Why isn't she here yet!" Xie Sui'an roared.
A maid rushed in, her face flushed with fright: "The doctor just went to relieve himself, he'll be right back."
"Jinyun!" Xie Suian shouted, "Go and fetch the doctor back! Hurry!"
He emphasized the word "please" with extra force, and Jinyun said "okay" and flew away.
The maidservant opened her eyes wide in surprise, then heard her young master order, "Go fetch a basin of hot water, and some ginseng slices!"
"Yes." The little maidservant quickly withdrew.
Qin Sang opened her eyes and saw Xie Sui'an, whom she had never seen before. His face was full of anger, impatience, anxiety, heartache, and helplessness.
Despite the pain, Qin Sang reached out and touched his brow, trying to smooth out the wrinkles that didn't belong to him.
He gently took her hand and cupped it inside; his warm palm was slightly dry.
“Go investigate someone,” Qin Sang said softly.
"Who?" Xie Sui'an brought his ear close to her lips, his voice very soft, as if raising it any louder would shatter the person in front of him.
“Yuan Zhao…Princess Yuan Zhao”
"..."
Xie Sui'an was slightly distracted, recalling what his elder brother had said to him earlier.
"...If there really is a third person, perhaps you can investigate that person. She is the Emperor's most trusted elder sister, intelligent and perceptive. Back when Prince Su rebelled, it was during the autumn hunt in Nanlin. If anyone could imitate the Emperor's handwriting to write a blood-stained imperial edict, she would be one of them."
Xie Sui'an then asked, "How do you know that the Princess can imitate the Emperor's calligraphy?"
Xie Jingze paused for a moment before saying, "My father said so."
Princess Yuanzhao... Bai Yiqing's mother, that graceful beauty who, though her youth has faded, still retains her charm.
Xie Sui'an had heard some rumors about this princess. Although the princess's husband was a rare handsome man in the capital, it was said that their relationship was not as harmonious as it seemed in person.
According to his dubious rumors, the princess and her husband's relationship had broken down long ago, and they had begun living separately. Moreover, the husband had taken a concubine, and the two were deeply in love, appearing to be a real married couple.
Even the servants couldn't bear to watch the scene, but Princess Yuanzhao turned a blind eye, spending her days engrossed in reading storybooks and watching plays, living her busy life in a carefree manner.
But what reason did Princess Yuanzhao have to get rid of Prince Su? Prince Su was once the son of her good sister and was deeply loved by her. If something happened to Prince Su, no one would suspect her... But in the end, the blame fell on her.
Xie Suian was puzzled. She couldn't understand what benefit it would bring her to support a foolish crown prince again. Unless she wanted her own son to ascend the throne, why was she bothering with all this?
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