Chapter 93 Making Peace

Author: Liuyun Hairpin

Chapter 93 Making Peace

"What do you mean by this, ma'am?"

Jiang Zhi straightened up and smiled with an unclear meaning: "Isn't the princess strange?"

Song Qing'an lowered his eyes, holding the tea lid and skimming off the foam, one after another. The sound of grinding porcelain against each other was particularly harsh in the Hall of Silence, like the tip of a knife cutting across the white jade wall.

"I do find it strange, but I think it's different from what I think."

She stopped before Jiang Zhi's brows furrowed completely, put her cheek with one hand and said, "Who in the capital doesn't know that I am weak? But those assassins are not only ruthless in their methods, but also numerous in number."

"And I feel that those people... are all carefully trained dead soldiers."

Song Qing'an stared at the steaming steam: "Don't you think... these people are overqualified to deal with me?"

Jiang Zhi's eyes flicked, revealing some interest: "Oh?"

But Song Qing'an obviously had no intention of talking any more. She smiled and said, "It's just some random guesses on my part. Just think of it as a joke."

"Duh duh duh."

Jiang Zhi's armor tapped against the small table. She was silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "It's quite interesting."

"Mother, my brother acted without permission this time? Will Your Majesty blame you?"

Song Qing'an's conversation turned to Song Qinghuai. Thinking of the strange situation between Song Qinghuai and Wei Ping this morning, Jiang Zhi felt a little subtle.

"This...I didn't ask about His Majesty. But I met His Highness the Second Highness this morning in His Majesty's Palace."

"But princess, you can rest assured. Your Highness will be confused if you are concerned. Even if you go out of your way a little bit, it is reasonable and your Majesty will not punish you in any way."

Song Qing'an took his first sip of tea and said softly: "It would be best if this is the case... I'm just worried that I will bring trouble to my brother."

"Princess, why don't you think more about yourself." Jiang Zhi glanced at Dong Ruo, who stepped back and came back a moment later with several maids holding red sandalwood boxes.

Jiang Zhiyang raised her hand and opened the box, which was filled with pearls, green silk, and rare treasures.

"Mother, is this...?"

Song Qing'an only glanced at it and then cast a questioning look at Jiang Zhi.

"In the final analysis, the reason why the princess suffered this disaster is because of Xiye. These were sent by the king of Xiye and the princess. When the princess didn't see them, they sent the things to me."

Song Qing'an understood, and leaned to the side, leaning on the soft pillow. She carefully moved her arm so as not to press the injured area.

"I don't dare accept it."

Song Qingan's words were sarcastic and he didn't give those things another look.

"I also know that if something like this happens, no one would be willing to let it go."

Jiang Zhi held Song Qing'an's hand and patiently advised her: "But now, after all, we still have to give Xiye a little bit of noodles. If the princess remains frozen, His Majesty won't be able to explain it."

"Don't worry, princess. Your Majesty will definitely find out the main messenger."

Song Qing'an glanced at Jiang Zhi's hand holding his own without leaving any trace, and impatience slipped through his eyes.

"Why are you so sure, Your Majesty?"

Seeing that Song Qing'an's attitude was not gentle, Jiang Zhi said helplessly: "Seriously. When I looked for Your Majesty this morning, I heard Admiral Wei say that Pei Zhangyin was interrogating those assassins last night. Princess, having Pei Zhangyin personally inspect it shows that Your Majesty takes it seriously.

Are you still afraid that there will be no results?"

When Song Qingan heard this, his expression was subtle for a moment.

Interrogate...the assassin?

last night?

Wasn't Pei Qing still lying on her bed well at that time?

"Your Majesty...really what Admiral Wei said?"

"It's true, I heard it with my own ears."

Seeing that Song Qing'an seemed to be a little looser, Jiang Zhi quickly answered.

Seeing Jiang Zhi's serious expression that didn't seem to be fake, Song Qingan's eyes unconsciously showed some pity.

It's so pitiful...I'm so blinded that I don't even know.

Wei Ping must have found out that Pei Qing was missing, so he made such nonsense.

As for Emperor Liang...he didn't even know where Pei Qing was, so how could he care about her?

Song Qing'an sighed, not knowing whether it was for himself or Jiang Zhi.

"Then what do you want, the empress?"

She finally had the intention to give in. Jiang Zhi smiled with satisfaction and waved to Dong Ruo.

The red sandalwood box was displayed in front of him, and Song Qingan heard Jiang Zhiyu say from the side: "Princess, let them go first, and you can hold Xi Ye's handle in your hands. When everything is found out, there is no need to argue with Xi Ye in detail.

Late."

Seeing Jiang Zhi's "sincere" look, Song Qing'an couldn't help but snort in his heart.

If this is true, Xiye really owes a favor, but the favor he owes is Jiang Zhi.

What's more... the "handle" is just a nice thing to say. In the end, Xiye will only think that Daliang is a soft persimmon who can be easily manipulated, and he can even let go of hurting the princess.

Xiye is used to kicking his nose and face, who knows what they will do.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to think about it for a few more days. I will definitely give you an answer before I return to the palace."

Song Qing'an was hesitant on his face, but he was much more relaxed than before. Jiang Zhi didn't want to press, so she agreed to the request.

"Of course, Princess, think about it."

Jiang Zhi seemed to be very considerate, and Dong Ruo had already taken the wooden box and retreated with the others.

"Thank you, empress."

Song Qingan forced a smile, lowered his eyes and was lost in thought.

She didn't want to just let Xiye go... that would be too easy for them.

Most of what Jiang Zhi said was not true. It is doubtful whether Emperor Liang would be willing to have a conflict with Xi Ye over her.

"Mother, you can pass on the lunch."

Dongruo entered the palace at the right time, lowered his eyebrows and reported.

"Then I won't bother you anymore."

Song Qing'an got up and went to bed. Jiang Zhi stayed for a while and then let her go.

After Song Qingan walked away, Dong Ruo took out a letter from his sleeve.

"Your Majesty, this is a gift from the palace."

She whispered while handing the letter to Jiang Zhi.

The latter took out the letter and read it roughly, and said with a happy smile: "It's very good."

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When Song Qing'an returned to the palace for lunch, he kept thinking about what Pei Qing meant when he said "come and look for him in the afternoon" before leaving.

If she remembers correctly, there will be a hunt this afternoon, right?

Now that Pei Qing has returned, she must accompany Emperor Liang. How can she find her?

This question was quickly answered.

Song Qing'an was leaning in front of the observation deck railing. The afternoon sunlight was just right, and the bottom was reflected in a golden color.

The warm spring breeze blew softly on his face, and Song Qingan squinted his eyes, feeling a little drunk.

"Empress, princess."

A familiar voice pulled her back, and Song Qing'an followed the sound and saw Pei Qing standing there. Judging from his face, there was no hint of poisoning or injury.

Jiang Zhi was obviously a little surprised: "Why is Pei's palm print here?"

"I have something to ask the princess."

Pei Qing made a "please" gesture, which was polite on the surface but could not be refused.

Jiang Zhi guessed that he probably wanted to ask about the assassin, so she didn't stop him.

Song Qingan held his hair in a bun and did not move for a moment.

"Can't Pei Zhangyin ask here? Are you worried that Concubine Chen will tell the truth?"

Jiang Zhi was shocked when she heard this, and her smile was forced: "Pei's palm seal has its own truth, the princess is joking."

"Really, Pei Zhangyin?"

The corners of Song Qing'an's lips raised, and he looked at Pei Qing as if provoking. The bright light fell just right on Song Qing'an, adding a bit of brilliance and flamboyance.

Pei Qing responded indifferently and said: "Princess, please don't mess around."

"Then Madam, Qing'an, please leave."

Jiang Zhi watched with fear, always thinking that Pei Qing was going to get into trouble the next moment. Looking at Song Qing'an's back, she felt incredible.

Where did Song Qingan get the courage?
Chapter completed!