Chapter 427 Nalan Ruge 1
There was blood flowing down the blade-holding hand of King Rui.
Xiao Jingyan stepped forward and tried to take the knife away.
However, the blade had penetrated three-quarters of the way into the body, and if it was pulled out forcibly, there would be excessive blood loss and no chance of survival.
King Rui placed his hand on the back of his hand that had seized the blade, and smiled weakly.
"Ah Yan, you are the most reckless among us brothers. You have been causing trouble everywhere since you were young, fooling around with everything, and being very mischievous. But Fifth Brother knows that you are also the one who values feelings the most among us brothers.
Fifth Brother knows your character very well, so how could Xiao Jingheng not know it? The fact that he allowed you to come here was clearly a test for you. He wanted to see how you would choose between loyalty and righteousness. "
Prince Rui handed the fake death drug back to Xiao Jingyan, shook his head slowly, and smiled slightly bitterly.
"Even if this fake death drug can be concealed from the world, it can't be concealed from him. Fifth brother will not survive after taking it, but it will become your death warrant."
Jamel Xiao's lips twitched uncontrollably.
He tried his best to hold back his tears and wanted to say something.
But before he could open his mouth, King Rui grabbed his wrist and said to him in an almost inaudible voice:
"Ayan, you have to live well, live well!"
After he finished speaking, without giving Jamel Xiao any chance to react, he suddenly shouted out of the door:
"I cannot die! Jizhou's affairs have nothing to do with me! I want to see the emperor!"
After shouting, he grabbed Jamel Xiao's hand without hesitation and pushed the dagger deeper into his chest...
'Peng'
The door was knocked open from outside.
Nalancuo led a dozen guards into the room and said anxiously:
"What happened?"
But see,
Xiao Jingyan held the dagger and stabbed it directly into the heart of King Rui.
His hands and face were splattered with blood.
King Rui was no longer able to shout.
He was like a puddle of soft mud, sliding down in front of Xiao Jingyan.
Finally, he stared at Jamel Xiao, but in his heart he only thought of Jamel Xiao, and said bitterly:
"This king...will never let go...even if he dies..."
He didn't have the chance to say the rest.
His eyes were wide open with hatred, and he refused to close them until his death.
Facing this tragic scene, Nalancuo trembled and said:
"This... Your Majesty, what happened?"
Jamel Xiao looked calm and said without any emotion:
"The guilty minister refused to be punished, so I had no choice but to kill him myself."
He bent down, placed his bloody palm on King Rui's eyelids, and closed his eyes.
Then he casually threw the dagger aside, while in his other hand, he tightly grasped the fake death potion and the wooden key.
Xiao Jingyan turned around and walked out.
When passing by Nalancuo who was still in shock, he said,
"This matter is over. I will go back to the palace to wash and change clothes, and then go find Brother Nalan to drink good wine and appreciate beautiful paintings."
*
At the same time, in Nalan Mansion.
As sunset approaches, the golden sunlight gradually turns into an ambiguous warm red, and rays of light shine through the diamond-shaped window panes and fall on the desk in the girl's boudoir.
Nalan Ruge was leaning over the desk, drawing something intently.
Sometimes frowning, sometimes laughing,
My thoughts were attracted by the person in the painting. When she frowned, her pair of peach blossom eyes were bright red, and her upturned nose made her look more delicate. Her eyebrows were black without any makeup, and her lips were bright without any makeup. She had a peerless beauty that could kill all other flowers.
When you see the painter from a distance, you feel like you are the person in the painting.
While she was concentrating on painting, her maid Xiao Liuer brought in some new ice.
She placed the ice jar next to Ruge, and then raised her sleeve to wipe the sweat off her face while complaining:
"This autumn heat is really fierce. Even though the sun has gone down, it still makes people drenched in heat. Hey, what are you painting, young lady?"
Little Liu moved forward curiously.
Ruge hurriedly covered it up.
But the ink on the paper is not dry yet.
She was afraid that the ink would spread if she moved too much, so she could only pretend to do something, but Xiao Liu'er still saw about 70% of it.
The man in the painting is tall and handsome, leaning against a bamboo tree, with a sly smile on his lips, and sucking on a piece of dogtail grass without any hesitation.
Next to him lay a majestic black panther.
Xiao Liu'er joked, "Miss, what are you hiding? Even if you don't show it to me, I know you are painting His Royal Highness Prince An."
Hearing this, Ru Ge's face instantly turned red to her ears.
I heard her stumbling and arguing:
"No, no! Good girl, I was just killing time when I had nothing to do, but I'm sorry for your mouth!"
She is delicate and shy, and her voice is like the flowing of a spring, very moving and touching.
Xiao Liu'er still smiled and said, "Miss, don't worry. Didn't the master already promise you? Submit the list of concubines, and the master will go to the palace soon to tell the emperor to take you..."
She suddenly leaned close to Ruge, rested her chin on her shoulder, and said mischievously: "Let the emperor marry you to His Royal Highness Prince An~"
"Nonsense!"
Ru Ge tickled Xiao Liu'er's waist, making her beg for mercy.
"Oh my! Miss! I was wrong!"
Ru Ge teased her for a long time before letting her go.
He then sat down in front of the diamond-shaped window, resting his chin on his hand, looking at the burning red clouds in the sky, and murmured:
"But it's just my wishful thinking. I don't know what His Royal Highness Prince An is thinking."
"What else could he be thinking? Your Highness Prince An is already 24 years old this year, and it is time for him to marry and take in concubines. Young lady, you are well-educated, beautiful, and you are also quite knowledgeable about famous paintings. Whenever Prince An comes to our house, he listens to your unique insights on various paintings and always praises them highly, right?"
Xiao Liuer leaned close to Ruge's ear and her temper came back.
"Everyone in Kyoto knows that His Highness Prince An is very picky. Ordinary women can't even talk to him, but he and the young lady are always talking and laughing. Doesn't that mean he has the young lady in his heart? In my opinion, it is a great blessing for His Highness Prince An to have a beauty like the young lady~"
"You have nothing better to do than to tease me! I will not let you off today!"
"No, no, no, miss, I was wrong!"
It was quite lively as the master and servant chased each other.
It is said in Kyoto that the daughter of the Nalan family is a rare talent.
Not only is he proficient in poetry, songs and prose, but he is also a master of painting, and can compete with the masters of Ruyifang in the palace.
But others didn't know that Ruge didn't like painting and she didn't know anything about appreciating paintings.
The reason she is able to do this now is because she wants to be closer to the person she loves.
During the chase and play, Xiao Liu'er bumped into the servant Youcai.
Youcai stopped her and said seriously, "Liu'er, stop making trouble! Look at you, you are going to lead the young lady astray. What if others see this?"
"Slightly~" Xiao Liuer looked around, made a face at him, and said disapprovingly: "Where are the people? How could there be anyone else?"
Youcai sighed helplessly, then turned to Ruge and said:
"Miss, His Royal Highness Prince An is here."
Hearing this, Ruge felt as if her heart was being pulled by something inexplicably.
Her face turned red, and she immediately turned around and quickly went back to her boudoir in small steps.
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