Upon hearing this, Ding Weixiang leaned forward and seriously looked at Xiao Nanhui's face in the candlelight, raising his eyebrows slightly as if he had never seen him before. "You're right, now that Your Majesty mentioned it, it seems to be true."
He turned to the soldiers and ordered in a deep voice, "Go to the prisoner camp and fetch a cruel official to interrogate the female prisoners. Go quickly!"
"Hmm." The emperor hummed noncommittally, then added calmly, "The prisoner camp is quite far away. It's getting late today, and the camp security must have been lifted. We'll go find more people tomorrow. I'll leave this place to Weixiang, and you can withdraw first."
The soldiers looked at each other, bowed their heads to accept the order, and then tactfully bowed and left the tent.
The tent became quiet, and a fine silk handkerchief fell on her face, covering her eyes.
"It would be unbecoming of me to meet His Majesty with an untidy appearance."
Xiao Nanhui sniffed and finally realized how anxious and aggrieved he had been, tears streaming down his face.
She was not one who cried easily. No matter how badly she was hurt before, she had never shed a tear. Now she didn't know why. Perhaps it was because she had experienced many hardships before, and at this moment she felt that the days of living in fear every day had finally come to an end. Although she knew the identity of the person in front of her, she still collapsed involuntarily.
After wiping it left and right twice, her mood gradually calmed down, and she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
This emotion, combined with the current situation, made her feel uncomfortable all over. After thinking about it, it seemed that she had not yet formally paid her respects, so she quickly prostrated herself on the ground and bowed deeply.
"Your Highness, I, Xiao Nanhui, come to see you."
After about five or six breaths, the voice came again.
"You have worked hard and made great contributions. How can you bow down in the dust? Get up quickly."
The voice and tone of the person in front of her were completely different from Zhongli's. She was nervous and didn't dare to take it lightly. She was about to stand up, but saw that person bending down and looking at the Zen chair.
The emperor stretched out two fingers and slowly picked up a long hair from the shiny black fur. Then he gently let go of his hand, and the hair floated down in front of Xiao Nanhui's eyes.
"My chair, is it comfortable to sleep on?"
Xiao Nanhui shuddered all over, and his body, which had just stood up, fell back to the ground with a thump.
"Your Majesty, I don't know...I don't know..."
I didn't know you were the emperor! If I knew you were the emperor, would I have bothered with all this? Why didn't you tell me you were the emperor earlier?! She'd been working so hard in Huozhou, thinking the seal was about to fall into someone else's hands.
Wait, he's the emperor. Who was in charge of the palace during the Huozhou trip? Did her adoptive father know about this? If not, would she implicate him now that she knew?
Xiao Nanhui was muttering to himself for a while, and his expression was changing drastically, but he was completely unaware of it.
Ding Weixiang was watching from the side and couldn't bear it anymore, so he coughed violently.
The man on the ground came back to his senses with a start: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has come here to report something important."
The emperor changed his posture and waved his hand lazily. Ding Weixiang slipped out of the tent. After a while, even the footsteps of the night watchmen changing shifts could not be heard outside the tent.
Xiao Nanhui understood and recounted Su Pingchuan's every encounter without pause. She then analyzed the current situation, incorporating what she had seen and heard in Bijiang. She had originally considered reporting both Puhuna and Anlu's case, but felt it was too bizarre to disclose now, so she held it aside for now.
During this time, she glanced at the man's face from time to time, but could not find any trace of emotion.
After about half an hour, everything that needed to be said had been said, and the air involuntarily grew quiet.
The emperor sat there quietly with his eyes half closed, and even a wrinkle on his clothes seemed not to move. After a long while, he slowly uttered four words.
"I see."
So that's it? That's it?
Xiao Nanhui found it a little unbelievable, and felt that the little bit of saliva he had wasted was not worth it.
"Your Majesty, I believe this matter is of great importance..."
"You have come a long way, you are exhausted, you must be tired. Go down and rest now."
She was very unused to the sudden end of the conversation and hesitated for a moment, then the fatal voice came.
"Why? Do you want to rest on my couch?"
scary.
It's so scary.
Xiao Nanhui was defeated and almost stumbled out of the tent.
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