Yu Nanqing's eyes flickered slightly. He had previously thought Su Wanyan's behavior was vulgar, dull-witted, and ignorant, but now he discovered that she could actually guess what Emperor Yuanhe was thinking from a subtle expression.
More importantly, she was a young lady confined to her home, and had only been in the Prince's mansion for a few days.
Without even understanding the full details of the matter, she could tell that what she said in front of Emperor Yuanhe would not increase his favor with him, but would instead bring him trouble.
It's easy to imagine that Su Wanyan isn't as carefree as she seems on the surface; perhaps... she's a very thoughtful person.
However, in Su Wanyan's mind, there were no such complicated thoughts. The saying goes, "If someone is being overly solicitous, they must be up to no good." Emperor Yuanhe was about to kill Yu Nanqing, so how could Yu Nanqing possibly care about him?
This sounds like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken.
If she were Emperor Yuanhe, she could figure out with her toes what kind of conspiracy this was.
“I also told the Emperor to open the gates of the Prince’s Mansion so that I can come and go freely from now on.” When she mentioned this, Su Wanyan’s expression turned serious as she looked at Yu Nanqing: “Let me make this clear first, I will definitely take some of the things that the Emperor has bestowed upon me with me.”
"I don't need much, just enough for me to escape." After saying that, she couldn't help but smile again: "It just so happens that I can leave the mansion these days to see what the capital is like and plan my escape route."
“…” Yu Nanqing pursed her lips and remained silent.
"You have to keep this a secret." But Yu Nanqing was a cripple, so he wasn't afraid of him telling anyone.
Yu Nanqing closed her eyes, feeling a mix of emotions. She had caused such a commotion; it was impossible for that person in the palace to remain indifferent. Perhaps they had already devised a plan to deal with Su Wanyan.
Now, hearing Su Wanyan's plans to leave, his heart felt like it was being ripped out piece by piece, making it hard for him to breathe.
He slightly opened his eyes: "Why aren't you afraid?"
Su Wanyan looked at him: "Who said I'm not afraid? I'm scared! I'm scared to death!"
She leaned closer to Yu Nanqing as usual: "You have no idea how scared I was when I was invited into the palace today. I was thinking that if I didn't kneel down, would the emperor order my death with a single word? But do you know what? When I was in the Marquis's mansion, the Marquis never came to see me. I have always avoided them since I was a child, let alone kneeling or bowing. I never kneel to anyone."
This is the truth; the original owner was left to fend for himself in his own little courtyard.
Sometimes, when silver charcoal is distributed in winter, the matrons in the manor would completely forget she existed.
She had no one to rely on, so she naturally didn't dare to ask the nanny for anything. Other concubines had to ask their aunts to fight for them, but the original owner had nothing.
But she doesn't kneel because she's a modern person and really isn't used to kneeling all the time.
"Then why are you still doing it?"
"Then what should I do? Teach me."
"..." Yu Nanqing was speechless.
"Look at you, you're not saying anything now, are you? You don't have a better way, and you think my approach is dangerous. You've been bedridden for so many years, if he wanted to let you go, he would have done so long ago. Why is he still pushing you step by step? You can't fight back while you're lying in bed, but I still have to fight for myself, right? I don't want to just wait to die!"
To be honest, she still clings to the idea that dying will allow her to return to the modern world.
But she was also afraid, what if she died and couldn't go back?
Then she really is dead.
It's better if death doesn't hurt, since she has no relatives or friends in this world and nothing to miss. What she fears most is watching her life slowly slip away in front of her, a painful and unbearable experience.
She didn't want to suffer that pain.
Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, her fist clenching and unclenching repeatedly. Finally, she sighed softly: "Passing through the city gate requires a token, and registering your household requires a yellow register. How are you going to conceal your identity?"
"ah?"
Based on the original owner's memories, she immediately realized: "Ah! Tooth tokens! Yellow book!"
Ancient ID cards and household registration books!
Without these two things, she would have been an unregistered person in ancient times!
In ancient times, unregistered persons were either imprisoned or sold to brothels. Of course, there were exceptions. If they were not discovered from birth until death, they could stay in their original place indefinitely.
But she couldn't do that; she wanted to escape. After leaving the capital, she planned to travel around, enjoy life, and if possible, even work to earn some travel expenses.
Su Wanyan was stunned. She had the money and the time to escape, but how could she have forgotten about her identity?
Without a token, she might not even be able to leave the city gate if she encountered a checkpoint by soldiers.
Su Wanyan immediately lost her temper, slumped onto the bed, and became unhappy.
Where could she get a tooth token? According to the original owner's memory, tooth tokens were issued by the government and all the information on them was traceable. If she wanted to forge one, firstly, she didn't have the craftsmanship, and secondly, she didn't have the connections to get a fake one.
Everything is ready, except for the east wind.
She wouldn't be trapped in a place like the capital, nor could she stay in the Prince's mansion and be played to death by these people, so she was even less likely to back down on this matter.
After thinking it through, she looked up, her eyes regaining their clarity: "This matter is not urgent, we can always find a way."
Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, swallowed hard, closed her eyes, and uttered two words: "Pen and ink."
"What?" The voice was too soft for Su Wanyan to hear.
"I need pen and ink."
Su Wanyan was stunned for a moment, then looked troubled: "Where can I get you some pen and ink now..."
Suddenly I remembered that among the gifts Emperor Yuanhe bestowed this morning were the Four Treasures of the Study.
She got up and left, saying, "Wait a moment."
All the gifts bestowed by Emperor Yuanhe were moved to a side room in the main courtyard.
The side room was similar to the main room, and it was filled with dust. When Su Wanyan walked in, she could smell a strong stench of decay.
This morning, the people who brought the treasure came and carried it in and out, leaving many footprints on the ground, and even tearing off half of the spider web woven on the wall.
The Four Treasures of the Study refer to Xuan paper, writing brush, black ink, and inkstone. Good pieces of the Four Treasures of the Study can be quite expensive, and some are even priceless.
The items sent from the palace must have been of good quality.
The clothes Su Wanyan was wearing made it very inconvenient for her to move around. She lifted her skirt and found the pen and ink in the box.
When they returned to the room, they saw that Yu Nanqing had struggled to sit up.
Su Wanyan was startled and quickly stepped forward to help him: "What are you doing?"
Because of his paralysis from the waist down, Yu Nanqing needs external support to sit up. Especially now that he is weak, without anything to lean on, he is prone to falling to the side.
Yu Nanqing understood this, so he didn't intend to sit up; he just wanted to find a position where he could write.
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