On the other side.
Gu Lin picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. Facing Jiang He, Gu Lin was somewhat at a loss for words.
Jiang He misunderstood A Yu until his death in his previous life. If Jiang He were to know the truth...
"He's drunk and talking nonsense."
Gu Lin picked up the wine pot again, wanting to refill the wine cup in front of him, but Jiang He pressed his hand down, "What exactly does Ayan mean?"
"Why are you so stubborn? He meant he was almost killed by Gu Qingling." Gu Lin feigned helplessness. "Why are you arguing with a drunkard?"
"How many times has A-Yu almost been killed by Gu Qingling? Jiang He, don't you know that too?"
Gu Lin lowered his head to hide his slightly flickering eyes. "On the day Ayan was adopted, Ayu was choked by Gu Qingling in Zhaoning Palace. If Gu Heng hadn't arrived in time, Ayu would have been strangled to death."
Jiang He frowned, feeling that something was amiss.
Are you telling the truth?
Upon seeing this, Gu Lin suddenly stood up. "If Ayu was really killed by Gu Qingling, then who is in Zhaoning Palace right now?"
Jiang He was startled by Gu Lin's suddenly raised voice, and then downed the wine glass in front of him in one gulp. "I didn't say I didn't believe you."
Despite this, Jiang He felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his heart, as if he were being pricked by needles. He could only tell himself over and over again that A Yu could not have been killed by Gu Qingling, and that A Yu had just won a battle.
Now that Gu Qingling is a prisoner, how could she possibly have the ability to kill Ayu again?
Gu Lin looked at Jiang He's thoughtful expression and stared intently at the wine in his glass.
He knew that Ayu had never blamed Jiang He.
......
When news of Gu Qingyan's great victory reached the capital, the people cheered.
The importance of a young and promising emperor to Daqing cannot be overstated; Daqing's future is bright.
In a courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing.
"Gu Qingling has been arrested." Gu Qingfeng's voice rang out, but he still couldn't get a reply from Gu Qingyao. Ever since Gu Qingfeng started negotiating with Jiang Yu, Gu Qingyao would never speak to Gu Qingfeng unless absolutely necessary.
She would still push Gu Qingfeng around in the yard for some fresh air every day as usual.
Seeing this, Gu Qingfeng revealed a smile that was more like a grimace. All the news would be specifically given to him. Gu Qingyan's move was extremely cruel, making him unable to sleep peacefully day and night.
"Yao'er, you're still blaming your second brother."
"Gu Qingyan captured Gu Qingling and crippled her limbs. I heard that Gu Qingling is now just hanging on by a thread, and she will probably die after returning to the capital."
Gu Qingfeng looked up at Gu Qingyao and said, "At that time, it will really just be you and me."
"He brought this upon himself."
Gu Qingyao's face was frosty, and she didn't even want to look at Gu Qingfeng again.
“Yes, he brought it on himself.” Gu Qingfeng sighed. “I also brought it on myself.”
"Next month will be our twelfth birthday."
Gu Qingfeng reached out to touch Gu Qingyao's hand, but Gu Qingyao dodged it. "Of course, it's also Gu Qingyan's twelfth birthday."
After listening to Gu Qingfeng ramble on for a long time, Gu Qingyao's eyelashes fluttered slightly, "It would be good if someone like Gu Qingling died."
"Gu Qingyao!"
Gu Qingfeng's expression suddenly turned serious. "Get those thoughts out of your head right now!"
"But I was born differently!"
Gu Qingyao suddenly shouted excitedly, "I feel like I'm living a life worse than death every single moment!"
"My father was ruthless and cruel. He harmed his own brothers and relatives to achieve his goals and abandoned his wife like a worn-out shoe."
"My mother was selfish and cowardly. She raised me to be like a pig for the sake of wealth and luxury. She never truly loved me."
“My elder brother is arrogant and foolish. He divided Daqing in two for the sake of that dragon throne, bringing shame upon the ancestors of the Gu family.”
"And you, my second brother, the second brother I once trusted the most, used the guise of doing what's best for me to hurt the person I feel most guilty towards."
"Tell me, what's the point of me living?"
Gu Qingyao's eyes were vacant. She took a few steps forward blankly and tried to smash her head against the wall with all her might.
"Yao'er!"
Just at this critical moment, a bodyguard appeared and stopped Gu Qingyao.
"The Emperor has ordered that you cannot die yet."
“So… even dying is this difficult…” Gu Qingyao laughed self-deprecatingly, then asked again, unwilling to give up, “Is it the Emperor who won’t let me die, or the Empress Dowager who won’t let me die?”
But the guards had already slipped into the darkness.
Zhaoning Palace.
Upon receiving the news that Gu Qingyao wanted to commit suicide, Jiang Yu paused in her book-flipping hand. "It's good that she didn't die."
"Your Majesty, this servant believes the princess is showing signs of regaining her senses..."
Wanji didn't say what he was about to say, but Jiang Yu understood what he meant.
After a long time, so long that Wanji thought Jiang Yu would no longer concern herself with the matter, Jiang Yu's voice rang out, "Let Consort An go see her."
......
"Your Highness, the Emperor of Daqing is currently reuniting with Marquis Dingyuan in Lingzhou."
Upon hearing this, the rebel King Jing Zhao released the woman in his arms, who was bowing her head and dressed disheveled. The woman's eyes were red and swollen like walnuts, and she was constantly making soft sobs.
Jing Zhao impatiently slapped him across the face, and the sobbing finally stopped.
"Then it seems that my cousin must also be in Lingzhou. How interesting."
Jing Zhao curled the corners of his mouth, "Any military general would know what a great opportunity this is to attack Da Ning, but my cousin only cares about his own selfish interests and does whatever he wants because he thinks ordinary people don't understand these things."
"Your Highness means..." the subordinate tentatively asked.
“Go and tell the people what kind of person our King of Da Ning really is.” Jing Zhao grabbed the woman. “Let me think… Just say that our King has lost his spirit and doesn’t dare to attack Da Qing anymore.”
Upon hearing this, the subordinate immediately took his leave and did not dare to linger for even a second longer.
Jing Zhao then reached out and lifted the woman's chin. Tears streamed down her face. This woman was none other than Pei Lan.
“I don’t think it’s the right time to reveal Gu Lin’s true parentage.” Jing Zhao’s hand slid down Pei Lan’s cheek. “Let’s create public opinion first, then find an opportunity to kill Gu Qingyan. What do you think?”
Perrin nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, not daring to show any dissent.
She had already witnessed Jing Zhao's cruelty and ruthlessness in just half a month.
"When I have accomplished my great task, I will bestow upon you the title of a concubine."
"Thank you... thank you, Your Highness."
Jing Zhao suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly. A prince? No, he would never stoop to being just a prince.
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