Ziqing always knew that Nan Linting would deal with Nan Linhuang recently, but she didn't expect that Nan Linting would accuse her of such a crime that would last forever.
Although the case is still under investigation, Nan Linhuang was placed under house arrest, and the outside of the princess's house was heavily guarded. When the people saw this trend, they felt that Nan Linhuang was guilty.
And Ziqing knew that this was just a formality.
They pretended to investigate the case, and when the time was almost up, they said they had found it out.
Even if Nan Linhuang is innocent, he can still be found guilty.
Those crimes of colluding with the enemy and supporting foreigners to work in the DPRK were enough to cause death.
Nan Lintai had the intention to kill Nan Linhuang.
"Ahem..."
When the cold wind blew, my throat felt itchy and I couldn't help but cough.
Nan Qing heard him coughing when he entered the door, and then realized that the room was very cold.
"Why didn't you burn silver charcoal?"
Ziqing turned around when he heard the voice, "The silver charcoal in the house is almost used up. Wearing a few more clothes in the house won't make it too cold. I'd better save the silver charcoal for use at night."
"When did my family need to be so frugal? Let the housekeeper take people out to buy silver charcoal."
She sat at the table in a bad mood, and Ziqing stepped forward: "The officers and soldiers outside are not willing to let anyone out, and no one in the house can get out. Although there will be no shortage of food every day, Yintan has already said that
They still haven't bought it."
Nan Qing gritted his teeth: "Treat me like this? Ha."
"Your Highness, don't be angry."
"I'm not angry because of these little characters. Looking at the momentum, Nan Linting wants to kill me. I thought he was a brainless person, but I didn't expect he had some skills. Fortunately, I haven't just been sitting in this position all these years." Nan Qing held his hand.
Qing's hand: "There are my people at the gate of the city, and I have always wanted to leave Chang'an. Ziqing, please go and make arrangements. Let's go all the way to Jiangnan."
She is not short of money, she just wants to abandon her current identity.
After more than two months, Ziqing was no longer surprised by her words.
A hint of deep meaning flashed through Ziqing's eyes, "Your Highness, it's a long way to the south of the Yangtze River and we have to cross the city all the way. The empress will definitely want us by then. It will take some time for us to arrange a safe journey."
"Approximately how long will it take?"
"The journey to Jiangnan will take a month, and it will take about ten days to arrange the trip."
"Ten days? That's fine. You can make arrangements. Ten days can still hold up."
Since Nan Linting was able to go through the process of putting her under house arrest, it proved that she was patient and she would not kill her so quickly.
Zi Qing closed his eyes, no one knew what he was thinking.
Ziqing secretly left the house at night to arrange matters. During the day, he would show up so as not to arouse the suspicion of the people watching in the dark. At other times, he would do things as quickly as possible and arrange his escape to Jiangnan as soon as possible.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and heavy snow is coming.
Late at night, Ziqing came back with a chill in his body, and the house was still lit with lights waiting for him.
As soon as Ziqing came in from the window, he was hugged by someone. In his ear was a woman's distressed voice: "It's so cold here, why don't you put on more clothes and go out? I told you several times and you didn't listen.
"
Nan Qing took him to the charcoal fire to warm himself.
Ziqing felt warm in his heart, "I wear too many clothes and it's not convenient for walking at night."
"Hey, it's so hard on you. I feel sorry for you but I can't do anything about it. I only trust you in this matter. This is our only way out. I only dare to leave my life in your hands."
Her eyes were full of trust, and she put her life in his hands.
Ziqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes and said, "I will definitely let His Highness leave Chang'an safely."
"Okay, I believe you."
Ziqing's hands shook slightly.
…
As the eldest princess was under house arrest longer and longer, the noise outside became louder and louder.
A lot of evidence points to Nan Linhuang, proving that she is indeed collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country.
The people of Nanlin hate the Hu people from top to bottom. Every year, people from Nanlin die under the swords of the Hu people.
When they heard that Nan Linhuang had collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country, the people were angry and public anger arose. The courtiers also wrote letters one after another asking Nan Linhuang to deal with Nan Linhuang.
Nan Lintiao sat in the high hall with a clear understanding of justice and said: "This matter has not been fully investigated. The eldest sister has treated me since she was a child...she...she should have been wronged."
Even the emperor's morale dropped when he spoke at the end.
The courtiers shouted: "Please put the emperor, general and princess in jail!!"
…
It snowed today. I opened the window early in the morning and found that the outside was covered with white snow.
Ziqing looked at the sky outside worriedly. He had already arranged the route to Jiangnan.
Finished two days earlier than expected.
But Ziqing hesitated, was she really going to leave Chang'an? Then wouldn't Nan Linting be sitting on her throne safely?
Nan Linhuang is full of hatred, and so is Nan Lin Ting.
Ziqing's mind was in chaos, and he knew why he was like this.
Because he actually fell in love with Nan Linhuang!
I thought I just lost my virginity, but I didn't expect that I also lost my heart.
Ziqing hid his face and smiled bitterly. He didn't know when he was moved.
Was it when he saw her wearing a red dress and was sitting by the window drinking in a carefree manner? Was it when he heard her praising his beauty? Was it when he saw her standing in front of him to block the arrow feathers regardless of her own safety?
He still had two days to make a decision. On the one hand, he would put down his hatred and follow her to leave Chang'an, and on the other hand, he would kill her quietly... summoning her old troops to sneak into the palace to assassinate Nan Linting under the pretext of avenging his master's son.
Ziqing's mind was both clear and vague.
Ziqing had a clear idea of what he wanted to do. He had already thought about the road that would branch left and right, but his mind was vague and he didn't know which way to take.
Nan Linhuang seemed to have lost power, but Ziqing, as the leader of her secret guards, knew very well that she had many useful people in the dark, and spies were all over the palace.
If she bites back, Nan Lin Ting will never get any benefits. Unfortunately, Nan Linhuang has lost her heart to bite people. She just wants to leave Chang'an and live a free life.
"There are still two days left..."
Take these two days to think about which path he wants to choose.
The door was pushed open and she came back.
Nan Qing came in with a pot of plum wine: "Ziqing, remember to wear more clothes when you stand by the window. It's snowing today and it's very cold by the window."
Ziqing looked back with a smile: "If you wear it again, I will be wrapped into a ball."
"You are so thin and tall that you can't fit into a ball even if you wear ten clothes."
Nan Qing put the small stove of soju on the table: "Would you like the sweet plum wine? The first snowy day is the best time to drink soju."
"Your Highness, you can drink. I can't drink."
Nan Qing set up the stove and the wine, used tweezers to pick up silver charcoal and arranged it, and then skillfully used flint to light the stove.
"Isn't it just pouring it in one gulp? It's okay. I'll serve you after you pour it."
"Your Highness, I have to do some errands at night."
"Yeah... forget it, I'll drink it myself." A trace of loneliness flashed in Nan Qing's eyes, and she lowered her head to drink the liquor for herself.
Ziqing looked at her deeply, then walked over and picked up the fan beside him: "Although I can't drink with His Highness, I can make wine for His Highness myself."
"My husband is so virtuous, Ziqing. The greatest blessing in my life is to get you. How about I marry you when we get to Jiangnan?"
Ziqing's hand stopped fanning, and he looked at her in disbelief.
