Chapter 172 Am I Particularly Unfilial?
Su Qianji glared at her: "What do you think?"
Jiang Yao looked at Zhao Ce's dark face, and then at the large group of guards following behind Zhao Ce. She was not sure whether Zhao Ce was here to release her or to kill her.
After all, he said such decisive things yesterday, he probably won't let her go, right?
So she hid behind Su Qianji and whispered, "Master Su, if you're going to play instant disappearance with me, you have to come alone. If so many people see you, they'll think you're a monster."
Suqianji: "."
A smile flashed across the man's narrow eyes. He clenched the soft, boneless little hand and walked out.
Jiang Yao felt a little guilty. He stepped over the prison door and secretly glanced at Zhao Ce again. Seeing him glaring at him, he glared back without wanting to be outdone.
She was dragged out of the cell by Su Qianji, and it always felt a little unreal.
"Master Su, can I really leave now?"
"Um."
"But I killed the princess."
She was a little uncomfortable with the bright light outside and raised her hands to shield her eyes.
A shadow blocked her eyes, blocking the glare of the sun.
"With me here, no one will embarrass you."
Jiang Yao was stunned, her hand slowly dropped, and she looked up at the man blankly. The soft morning sun cast a layer of soft light on the man, and the man's face in front of her was very clear.
A thought suddenly came to her mind: no matter what happened, Su Qianji would always be her support.
forever.
This word is so far away.
Jiang Yao lowered his head, his heart filled with sorrow.
They had clearly done the most intimate thing between them, but Su Qianji was always distant from her and never made any promises.
"Thank you, Master Su."
Jiang Yao's tone was extremely lost.
Su Qianji could hear it, and his heart softened. He raised his hand and touched her black hair: "Don't think too much, I said I would protect you."
"Why?" She mustered up the courage to ask, "Why would Master Su protect me?"
Su Qianji paused, touched her head again, and suddenly asked, "Where is your black jade hairpin?"
Jiang Yao felt very disappointed when she didn't get an answer, but she knew that he was deliberately changing the subject. She was not the kind of person who would dig into things, so she suppressed the bitterness in her heart.
"I don't know, maybe it fell in the Taifu Mansion."
"I'll find it for you."
"That's not necessary, Master Su. You have things to do, I can find it myself."
After Jiang Yao finished speaking, he saw Zhao Ce walking out. The guards followed behind Zhao Ce and showed no signs of moving forward.
She knew that Su Qianji had saved her.
"Jiang Yao." Zhao Ce looked at her deeply. "For killing my sister, my father is willing to spare your life, but the position of Shangyi will no longer be given to you."
"Thank you, Prince. I understand."
She didn't want Shang Yi either, but it couldn't be considered a loss just because she never got him.
"From today on, you can only enter the Feiyan Palace. You are not allowed to stay in any other palace. If you violate this rule, you will be executed immediately."
Su Qianji frowned, looking unhappy.
Jiang Yao said calmly, not caring at all: "I've made a note of it."
"On the seventh day after my sister's death, you must go and pay your respects."
"Zhao Ce." Su Qianji shouted warningly.
Although no words were spoken after that, Jiang Yao could guess that Zhao Ce wanted her to apologize, even if it was in front of Zhao Jie's corpse.
Jiang Yao said calmly, "Your Highness, you can punish me now, but if you want me to apologize to the princess, I'm sorry, I can't do it."
"Jiang Yao."
"You don't have to be so angry. I, Jiang Yao, have no regrets about what I did. If I was wrong, I will admit it, but if I was right, I will be honest and have a clear conscience."
It is true that she killed Zhao Jie, but if she had not done it yesterday, she would have been the one to die. At best, she was protecting herself, not murdering someone.
Zhao Ce looked at her for a long time without saying a word, his face looking extremely ugly.
"Jiang Yao, you go back first."
Su Qianji stood in front of her, his voice cold.
Jiang Yao didn't want to stay either. She and Zhao Ce were enemies now. They became jealous of each other whenever they met, so she tried to avoid each other if possible.
After Jiang Yao left, Su Qianji looked at Zhao Ce, his tone full of disappointment: "You only have the talent to embrace the sky, but you don't have the tolerance to tolerate others."
"Tolerate? Qianji, if your sister was killed, would you tolerate the murderer?"
"If it were my sister, she wouldn't have grown up like this. If she really did become like this, I would definitely be the one to do it."
"Yes, Jie'er was a bit unruly, but her crime is not punishable by death."
"It's not a crime punishable by death, so don't speak too soon."
Su Qianji pondered for a while, looking at Jiang Yao's back, not wanting her to suffer any injustice.
So even though the secret could not be revealed, he told Zhao Ce.
"I once told your father that the State of Zhao is facing a great calamity, and you are the key to breaking it."
"That robbery is Zhao Jie. You will kill Zhao Jie with your own hands."
"What Jiang Yao did is what you will do in the future."
After saying this, Su Qianji turned and left without looking at Zhao Ce.
The letter to the country has to continue. The sooner it is finished, the sooner he can leave here. He is afraid that he will not be able to protect Jiang Yao in this increasingly turbid Zhao State.
"Yao'er."
Jiang Yao met Jiang Ao as soon as he walked out of the city gate.
"grandfather."
"My Yao'er." Jiang Ao's eyes were filled with tears. "Are you okay? Did you suffer any injustice in prison?"
"Grandpa, I'm fine, nothing happened."
"It's all right, it's all right."
Jiang Ao was dazed for a moment and almost fell down.
Jiang Yao quickly supported him: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
"Grandpa is fine. Grandpa is fine."
"Grandpa, let's go back first."
Jiang Ao looked very bad, and Jiang Yao was very worried.
The first thing he did after returning to the Taifu Mansion was to take Jiang Ao's pulse.
Jiang Ao had no choice but to let her do what she wanted, saying, "Grandpa is fine. Look at you, you just got out of jail and you're already worried about Grandpa's health before you even wash up."
Jiang Yao frowned: "Grandpa, you didn't sleep last night?"
His face looked so pale, with dark circles under his eyes, which made her very worried.
Butler Liu brought hot tea and sighed, "The master knelt in the palace all night last night."
Jiang Yao was shocked: "Kneel?"
The knee is just right, how can I kneel?
She squatted down in panic and pulled Jiang Ao's robe.
The knee was bruised and swollen.
"It's okay. I just knelt for a while, and then the emperor let me get up. Don't worry, I'll be fine after a few days of rest."
Jiang Yao couldn't utter a word. She had used a lot of medicine to heal her knee. Kneeling like this might not be a big deal, but Jiang Ao was old, and his pulse now looked very much like that of a dying person.
Sadness welled up in her heart and she didn't know what to say or what to do.
Birth, old age, sickness and death, she can only intervene in one disease.
"Girl, why are you crying for no reason?"
Jiang Ao pulled her to sit down: "Grandpa said that this knee will be fine after taking care of it, don't cry."
"Grandpa, am I particularly unfilial?"
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