"If this is definitely what you want, there's nothing wrong with it."
"Thank you, Master Sang. You are my benefactor, and I will remember you for the rest of my life."
Xie Jinhua thanked her immediately, as if he was afraid that she would regret it.
Sang Yan was also more sure that she really wanted to leave the palace, and said with a smile: "Everything is the emperor's kindness, so you should be grateful, and be grateful to the emperor."
She was just talking, but the emperor must be under some pressure.
Xie Jinhua nodded and said, "Yes. You and the Emperor are both my benefactors. After I leave the palace, I will pray for you and the Emperor day and night."
Sang Yan: "..."
This is too talkative.
She smiled and changed the subject: "What are your plans after leaving the palace? I remember you have a brother. You can ask him to help you arrange your marriage. If you have any difficulties, you can also write to the Xuan Mansion."
After Xuanrao left the palace, he returned to the Xuan family.
The Xuan family lost its former glory, but Xuan Rao told her that he would open a restaurant, educate his younger brother, and revive the family.
She believes she will succeed.
Xie Jinhua knew that Sang Yan was giving her a promise and confidence, so he was so moved that he knelt down and said, "Master Xie Sang, you are really a Bodhisattva-like figure."
Sang Yan knew that she had listened to her words and was very pleased. He helped her up personally: "It's so difficult for women in this world. I hope we can all help each other and be safe and smooth."
Xie Jinhua bowed again and solemnly said: "I will keep your teachings in mind."
Sang Yan chatted with her for a while and then sent her out.
It's almost dusk.
Seeing her leaving, and people from various palaces rushing around to pack up the belongings of the concubines who were leaving, she couldn't help but sigh: When these concubines leave, this palace will be even more lonely.
And what about her?
Are you really willing to stay in this harem for the rest of your life?
Lost in despair——
Xiao Guizi called out twice: "Master Sang? Master Sang?"
Sang Yan came back to her senses and looked at him: "What's wrong?"
Xiao Guizi glanced around with his peripheral vision, and said mysteriously: "I saw that Wan Jian was corrected."
He still remembered Sang Yan going to Qintian Prison to look for someone.
When Sang Yan heard this, he became interested: "Where is he? When did he enter the palace? When did the emperor tell him that he entered the palace? Why?"
She didn't know anything about it. She thought it was secretly summoned. The emperor was guarding her?
Xiao Guizi said: "I don't know. He should still be in Qintian Prison at the moment. I also saw Eunuch Pei on the other side of the main hall going to the direction of Qintian Prison, so I became more cautious and took a look."
"well done."
Sang Yan praised him and took a step forward: "Let's go and have a look."
Qin Tianjian
Wan Zhang sat on the ground, with a soft body behind him, but he just leaned on it slumped. Then he drank wine and read a book on astronomy, reading and laughing at the same time.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
He looked over and saw that it was Sang Yan. He flipped some hair off his face and said with a smile, "Miss Sang, long time no see."
Sang Yan smiled back: "Mr. Wan, long time no see."
She walked over, kicked off the wine jar on the floor, knelt down in front of the table, and got straight to the point: "The emperor sent you here to ask about the lightning strike that night?"
In fact, she paid attention to the cause of lightning strikes. The knife carried by the guard had sharp metal products on it, and metal products can attract lightning.
But this is only one factor in lightning strikes.
There are so many mysterious things in the world.
Therefore, she also wanted to hear Wan Zhang's opinion.
Wan Zhang took a sip of wine and didn't say anything. He reached out and turned over a few pages of the book for her to read.
Sang Yan took a look and found that they were all in traditional Chinese characters, and they were all very unfamiliar. He couldn't understand any of them.
"Sir, what does this mean?"
"If you don't understand, then you don't understand."
Wan Zhang shook his head and sighed: "It's rare to be confused in life."
Sang Yan disagreed, frowned, and said in a strong voice: "But I don't want to be confused. Why do you, sir, use your own thoughts to speculate on other people's thoughts? I just want to know, including my face. I know, sir, he knows everything. I hope
Please clear up your doubts, sir.”
When she said the last sentence, she lowered her head and made a sincere request.
But Wan Zhang looked at her, shook his head, and his eyes became compassionate: "Miss Sang, I have to say nothing. I really can't."
Sang Yan: "..."
day.
It's a waste of feelings.
These ancients are pedantic.
If they have made up their minds not to say anything, even if you kill them, they won't say anything.
This is his principle, their way.
"Then let me change the question. I won't harm the emperor's interests, right?"
"Miss Sang has a pure heart and cares about the common people. Why does she have such hidden worries?"
What is the answer?
What does it matter to the common people in the world?
She just didn't want to hurt the emperor.
This Wan Zhang is so naughty!
Not a single useful word was said!
"Your Majesty has arrived, Your Majesty——"
Xiao Guizi's panicked reminder came from outside.
Sang Yan heard this and thought to himself: The emperor came so quickly, maybe because he was afraid of what Wan Zhang would say? How about cheating?
Thinking about it, she quickly went out to greet him, thinking of stopping the two of them from meeting so that she could show off.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?"
She closed the palace door, cutting off the opportunity for the two of them to look at each other, and said in a deep voice: "The emperor is late, I have already told Wan Zhang."
When He Ying heard this, his heart tightened and he pretended to be calm: "Oh, what did you say?"
Sang Yan deceitfully said: "The emperor has already said all that he was worried about."
He Ying heard this and was not fooled: "Oh, what am I worried about?"
"Of course it's about my appearance."
"Then what's so strange about your face?"
"..."
day.
This dog emperor is so virtuous!
She was no match, so she couldn't make up anything and said angrily: "Why should I tell you?"
Seeing this, He Ying knew that she didn't know anything, so he couldn't help but smile easily: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. I just have something to say to Wan Jianzheng."
When he said this, he looked at Pei Muyang and ordered: "Send her back."
Sang Yan knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he didn't wait any longer. He snorted coldly: "A den of snakes and rats working together, who cares to listen?"
He actually turned away and left.
When He Ying saw her, he was not upset. He watched her leave with a smile, and then he opened the palace door and went in after she disappeared.
Wan Zhang was still drinking. When he saw the emperor coming in, he commented: "You are too nervous. If you continue like this, you won't be able to hide it from her for too long."
He Ying had a cold face and blamed him: "I'm not afraid that you might get into trouble by drinking."
Wan Zhang was dissatisfied: "Why did I miss something? It's obvious that the emperor has something in his heart."
"Without further ado!"
He Ying did not argue with him, but asked directly: "What was unusual about the lightning strike that night? What can you tell?"
Wan Zhang did not answer this question directly, but said: "Ziweixing is stable. Your Majesty can rest assured."
He Ying: "..."
That's not what he asked.
But knowing this gives me some peace of mind.
Only if he is fine can he protect her.
"What about her? I went to Longchan Temple to pray for her, copy Buddhist scriptures for her, and would like to give her my blessing. Has her appearance changed?"
This is what he wants to know most.
Wan Zhang shook his head.
He Ying's face froze: "How come there is no change? Is Master Yixuan lying to me?"
Wan Zhang didn't answer, but his face became more solemn in a rare moment: "Your Majesty, don't be obsessed with anything. Give it up when it's time to give it up. Put it to death and live later."
He Ying narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"
Wan Zhang took a sip of wine, stood up, lay down softly, and closed his eyes leisurely: "The emperor will understand then."
As he said that, he burst into laughter, looking as if he was mad, smiling or hurt: "That's good, that's good, go, go. This is the last thing I can do for the He family."