When Pang Yi said this, he was angry. He saw what kind of situation Zhong Mingwei was in. He was looking forward to a woman who could understand Zhong Mingwei. He didn't know Miss Duan. But how could a noble lady who grew up in the right prime minister's mansion serve others?
But this Xiao An was once Zhong Mingwei's concubine, and Pang Yi had always heard that Xiao An was deeply in love with Zhong Mingwei. Now that Zhong Mingwei was in trouble, she was even more infatuated and repeatedly begged the Queen Mother to send her to Ningguta to take care of Zhong Mingwei. Therefore, Pang Yi was originally grateful to Xiao An and admired her very much. This is why he stood up when he was attacked halfway and risked his life to protect Xiao An.
But his gratitude and admiration for Xiao An did not last long. As soon as he entered Jilin, he felt something was wrong. Xiao An's illness was sudden and strange. Although he had doubts in his heart, he still went to get medicine for her. But in the end, Xiao An still disappointed him. Now he is even more angry.
What on earth is this woman trying to do?
What exactly is she thinking about Zhong Mingwei...or is it a conspiracy?
In the flickering firelight, Pang Yi stared at Xiao An coldly like an eagle. His big hand secretly rested on the hilt of the knife at his waist. In such a boundless wasteland, killing someone was as easy as pie for him.
"I have no choice!" Under Pang Yi's cold gaze, Xiao An was silent for a long time. Then she finally spoke, and she started crying. She raised her head, grinned at Pang Yi and started crying, "If I stay in the capital, I will die. I can only escape! But where can I escape to as a girl in the harem? I'm afraid that once I leave the capital, my head and body will be torn apart. After thinking about it, I can only... only ask the Queen Mother for help, and only let the Queen Mother order me to be sent to Ningguta, then I can... I can save my life! I'm only 22 years old! I don't want to die! I have no other choice, only... only this way! I really... really have no other way to go..."
The hand on the hilt of the knife suddenly froze, and then it silently withdrew. Pang Yi looked at the tearful Xiao An, and after a while he frowned and asked, "Who wants to kill you? Who dares to kill you?"
Yes, who would dare to kill the beloved daughter of the first-rank minister of rites? How could Xiao An become so frightened that she came up with such an idea?
Pang Yi really couldn't figure it out. Since Xiao An had already known that someone wanted to harm her, why didn't she tell An Zishang? With the protection of An Zishang, a senior official in the court, who would dare to attack her? Unless...
"My father! My father and his wife, and my eldest sister, they all want to kill me! They all want to kill me!" The next second, Xiao An cried even harder, clapping her hands hard on the snow, her tears falling like pearls from a broken string, her heart broken. She cried and looked at Pang Yi, who was stunned by the shock, and then she cried even harder, her voice becoming incoherent, "Do you... do you find this unbelievable? I don't understand either, my... my parents actually want to kill me?! They... they are all my closest relatives, how... how could they do that to me? How could they be so cruel? Why can they only see... see the benefits, and for that benefit, they can even abandon me... their daughter?! Why... why is this happening? How can people be like this..."
Pang Yi listened to Xiao An indulging her sorrow in this deserted snowfield. From beginning to end, he did not say a word and just listened silently until Xiao An's crying gradually subsided. Then he poured out the tea in the bowl in front of Xiao An and poured her a cup of hot tea and handed it to her.
Xiao An wiped her tears while sobbing as she finished the whole cup of hot water. The hot tea flowed through her throat, warming her originally cold body. Xiao An handed the cup of tea to Pang Yi and sobbed, "Anything else? I still want to drink more."
There was no hot water in the teapot, so Pang Yi went to scoop up a pot of clean snow and put it on the rack to boil water. The two of them stared at the kettle in silence. After a while, Pang Yi said in a deep voice: "So, the assassin we met at the border of Zhili and Shengjing was sent by An Zishang?"
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