Night is falling.
You can hear a pin drop in Chongli Palace.
The father-in-law and son-in-law just sat there quietly, waiting for Nangong Yan to arrive.
Zhao Ji frowned slightly. He was not particularly welcome to Nangong Yan's arrival.
At that time, he just wanted to take advantage of the situation to keep the tomb plate in Li State completely. He didn't care at all about who would take the blame in the Nangong family.
It was just a bit surprising at the time.
Nangong father and son sold their daughter and sister without any psychological burden.
But he is a member of the Nangong family after all. Even if he comes here to take the blame, he cannot be beheaded easily before thinking of a suitable excuse.
The best way to deal with it is to treat her as a proton.
But Nangong and his son obviously wanted to abandon this person.
Even if I have to be a proton.
It's a bit immovable!
"despair!"
"despair!"
"despair!"
The footsteps were very light. If Chongli Palace had not been so quiet, the father-in-law and son-in-law might not have been able to hear them.
This person is a master at controlling Qi, just as the Nangong family bloodline is good at.
"The sinful girl Nangong Yan greets His Majesty King Li!"
Nangong Yan walked to the front of the hall and bowed.
When they saw Nangong Yan's appearance, both the father-in-law and the son-in-law were shocked.
From the footsteps I heard just now, it seems that Nangong Yan is a master at controlling qi, so why is he so weak?
This person...
Honestly, the look is pretty good.
But the whole person's skin has a gray feeling, not a morbid gray, but a lifeless gray.
If he had not been able to feel the chaotic and mixed energy in her body, Ying Wuji would even have thought that this was a corpse, but this was the person whose eyes were bright and spirited.
The eyes and the body seem to be at the two extremes of life and death respectively.
This physical condition is really weird.
Even though Zhao Ji was well-informed, he had never seen such a person before. He couldn't help but look at her for a second longer and said calmly, "Nephew Nangong, there's no need to be polite, and there's no need to rush to confess. Why don't you tell me what crime you've committed first!"
Nangong Yan lowered her eyes, her voice weak but extremely calm: "The sinful girl is so desperate that she refined the corpse of her ancestor to save her brother. Such evil magic cannot be tolerated by both the right path of cultivation and the moral principles of human relations. So I beg His Majesty King Li to execute her as soon as possible to avoid polluting the pure land of Jiangcheng."
Zhao Ji: “…”
Ying Wuji: “…”
I was originally worrying about how to control her, but this woman just came up and was ready to die.
It's really a bit confusing.
but……
The father-in-law and son-in-law looked at each other and had the same idea.
It seems that this woman is not useless.
Because no matter her physical condition or her mentality of wanting to die, neither of them are something a normal noblewoman would have. In addition, Nangong father and son gave up on her so decisively that she might be able to be sharpened into a sharp knife against the Nangong family.
Of course, this is just a preliminary idea. After all, with such a sharp knife, it is easy to cut yourself if you are not careful, so you must be cautious.
But there is no need to chop Nangong Yan to pieces on the spot. Send a master to keep an eye on her. I believe she won't be able to cause any trouble.
Zhao Ji smiled faintly: "Oh? You mean you refined the body of the Military Saint?"
"right!"
Nangong Yan answered straightforwardly.
Zhao Ji asked again: "So, you have mastered the art of corpse refining?"
Nangong Yan continued to nod: "Yes!"
Zhao Ji leaned forward slightly, and said with a half-smile: "There are many corpses of criminals in the Dali Palace now. They were rare masters in their lifetime. If you really have such exquisite corpse refining skills, you might as well refine corpses for Dali. Then I can forgive you!"
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Nangong Yan couldn't help but raise her head: "I have committed an unforgivable crime, how can I make it worse? I have already confessed my crime, Your Majesty, please sentence me to death..."
Zhao Ji smiled calmly: "Even if you plead guilty, you have to prove that you are guilty! If you can't even refine a corpse, how can you prove that you are guilty!"
How could he be so cheap to the Nangong family?
It was only because of Zong Pan that they were allowed to go temporarily that day.
How could this shocking scandal of refining the corpse of an ancestor be easily put to rest by pinning the blame on a little girl?
A big part of the reason why Zhao Ji kept Nangong Yan was that he wanted to wait for a suitable opportunity to bring this matter up again.
When Nangong Yan heard this, she fell silent on the spot.
Obviously.
She can't practice it.
Zhao Ji asked, "Can't refine it?"
Nangong Yan nodded dejectedly: "I can't refine it!"
Zhao Ji continued to ask: "Since you didn't do it, why do you have to take the blame?"
Nangong Yan sighed softly: "For my child!"
"child……"
Ying Wuji grinned. Nangong Yan looked like she was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and quite precocious.
The information shows that she is unmarried.
The child has already been born.
This was considered a scandal even in aristocratic circles.
No wonder that old man Nangong Ling could give up his daughter so easily.
Zhao Ji raised his eyebrows slightly: "You come to take the blame just so that your child can survive?"
"No! My child is born with a congenital defect and will not live past one year old."
"Then you are..."
Nangong Yan said calmly, "I want them to keep the child for me, and I will go back to refine it after I am done with my sentence."
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