Chapter 51 I am of value to you. The remaining princes immediately followed Nalan Nanxian and retreated, all with serious faces.
Nalan Qingyi sighed, "Yirong, if you act like this, my brothers and I will no longer be able to live in peace."
"Live in peace?" Jing Yirong sneered, "I just want you to wake up from your dream early. If they dare to kill you today to investigate the government, they will dare to kill you tomorrow."
"Does the Crown Princess know who killed Cha Zheng?" Xiao Yan asked with concern.
Jing Yirong's eyes were full of murderous intent, "He kowtowed just now, the next step is to let him return his life."
"Is it the third brother?" Nalan Zhenqi looked surprised.
"I remember that we didn't seem to have mentioned how tragic Cha Zheng's death was. As soon as he came in, he said that no matter how tragic Cha Zheng's death was, we couldn't set up a funeral hall for him. For such an obvious mistake, I couldn't tell whether you were stupid or he was stupid.
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"Why?" Nalan Qingyi was puzzled, "He has no grudge against Cha Zheng at all."
"You still don't understand?" Jing Yirong glared at Nalan Qingyi, "He hates the humiliation last time. I think the deeper reason is because he is standing beside Nalan Nanxian. This time he is just giving us a warning.
, told me not to touch their people, but they warned the wrong person."
"Will you kill your third brother?" Nalan Qingyi couldn't help but worry, "He is my younger brother after all."
"Brother?" Jing Yirong grabbed Nalan Qingyi and pulled him to the side of Cha Zheng's official staff, "When he started to kill Cha Zheng, did he think that he also had a younger brother? I won't kill Nalan Qingyi now,
He will come to kill me tomorrow, and I have already told Cha Zheng that I will pay with the blood of his killer!"
Nalan Qingyi stood up straight, "Even though they have never regarded me as a brother, they are still my only family."
"Who your family is has nothing to do with me. Anyone who offends me will have to pay the price." Jing Yirong said indifferently.
"I know you won't listen to me." Nalan Qingyi smiled bitterly, "But if one day you really want to touch them, can you not involve other people, and can you leave others a way to survive."
Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Qingyi quietly, and after a long time she answered stiffly, "It depends on my mood."
Nalan Qingyi also stopped talking. Some words would not have good effects if they were said too much.
The news that Jing Yirong had set up a mourning hall to investigate the government soon spread, and Nalan Zhenhai immediately sent a message to summon Jing Yirong, and only Jing Yirong was seen.
Nalan Qingyi pulled Jing Yirong worriedly, "Even if you disobey your father's order this time, I will definitely accompany you to see him."
"Nalan Zhenhai can't do anything to me." Jing Yirong withdrew her hand. She was not sure what Nalan Zhenhai would do to her. What she was sure of was that she would not be restricted by anyone, even if it was a person.
The lord of the country cannot touch him casually, "Nalan Qingyi, please don't let me look down on you like a mother-in-law."
Nalan Qingyi was startled, then reluctantly let go of her hand, "No matter how your father plans to punish you, I will stay with you."
Jing Yirong turned around and followed the eunuch sent by Nalan Zhenhai out of the prince. Nalan Zhenhai met Jing Yirong in the study. When Jing Yirong saluted and said hello, Nalan Zhenhai looked at the book in his hand as if nothing happened.
Rong raised his eyebrows slightly and stood up straight before Nalan Zhenhai could respond.
Nalan Zhenhai still didn't respond, his eyes still fell on the book motionlessly.
Jing Yirong smiled calmly, walked to the table and chairs nearby, and waited quietly.
Nalan Zhenhai seemed to be competing with Jing Yirong. Half an hour passed without saying a word or even looking at Jing Yirong. Jing Yirong lost his patience, stood up and patted her gently, "Father, continue
Since we are not free, I will leave first and wait for my father to come back when he is free."
"Stop." The low voice finally came slowly. Nalan Zhenhai narrowed his eyes, and his silent eyes had the arrogance of a leader, "You are the first one who dares to escape without my order."
The person who sits down politely is also the first person who dares to ask to leave."
"It's an honor to be the first." Jing Yirong smiled, "But I believe that my father will not just want to say these words when he sees me. I wonder what my father wants to say to me?"
"You really don't know the mistakes you made." The deep tone became more serious, "Yi Rong, you are really getting more and more courageous. Is it because of my love for you that you can do anything?
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Jing Yirong frowned lightly, "I really don't understand the meaning of my father's words."
"I heard that you set up a mourning hall for a slave and wore mourning clothes." Nalan Zhenhai finally said it out, "And you also had a quarrel with the third prince. Is this true?"
"It's true." Jing Yirong replied calmly, "I thought it would take a few days for the news to reach my father's ears, but it turns out that I underestimated the speed of news transmission in the palace."
"Jing Yirong, you are so presumptuous!" Nalan Zhenhai's voice was like a loud bell, with an angry look on his face, "Don't stop making noise like this. Do you really think that this king will not punish you?"
"Jing Yirong never knows what the king is thinking." Jing Yirong said without changing his expression, "I was well prepared when I came here."
Nalan Zhenhai stepped in front of Jing Yirong, "What a Jing Yirong, what a good preparation. It seems that you are planning to throw away this life. Jing Yirong, you ignore the royal family and sacrifice the entire royal family for a slave.
Shame on you, even if I really take your life, I can't make up for the mistakes you made."
"It seems that my father has a plan," Jing Yirong said calmly, "How does my father want to punish Yi Rong?"
Nalan Zhenhai's thick eyebrows were raised and his voice was firm, "Don't blame the father for being cruel. Beauty has been a disaster since ancient times. Since entering the palace, there has been no peace in the palace. I thought for a long time before I realized that I can't keep you, and now you are so lawless.
, I am willing to give you a dignified choice. You can choose the method of ending your life, and I will leave you with a whole body."
"Don't you think it's a pity to let me die so easily?" Jing Yirong simply didn't even say 'father', "For you, I'm actually a better chess piece, don't you think so?"
Do you think so?"
Nalan Zhenhai hesitated for a moment, "What do you mean?"
Jing Yirong smiled lightly, "You have ten sons. Although the prince has already married Nalan Qingyi, I believe you know better than anyone else that your other nine sons will not give up so willingly. The matter of competing for the heir apparent is
It's a matter of time. You know your Highness the Crown Prince better than I do. With his temperament, it's impossible to fight against them. But if there is one more, everything will be different. You can't eradicate your rebellious son with your own hands. This
It will make you bear the name of viciousness, but it will be different if you use my hands to eradicate them."
Nalan Zhenhai's usually calm expression also turned astonished. Who would have expected that a woman would see the fight for the heir apparent so clearly, "Are you threatening me?"
"I have nothing to threaten you," Jing Yirong was still confident, "I am tempting you. There must be a son in your heart who is the next king you have long thought about, but in the battle
The person you expect may not be able to win. But as long as I am here, I will definitely let the son you expect escape unscathed and become the final winner."
Nalan Zhenhai's eyes radiated with sharp light, "Why do you have such confidence?"
"Just because I dare to build a mourning hall and wear mourning clothes for a slave." Jing Yirong looked directly at Nalan Zhenhai, "Actually, you should know my capabilities better than anyone else, otherwise you wouldn't want to keep me. In fact, you shouldn't
You were worried that I would bring trouble to your empire, but now I am useful to you."
Nalan Zhenhai raised his eyebrows, and even the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were piled together. Jing Yirong was smarter and bolder than she thought. She clearly understood her position and her own value. He
He also had to admit that what she said was indeed reasonable. His nine sons would definitely fight for the position of the prince. The person he expected could not win. He could indeed use her hands to do things that he could not do in an open and honest manner.
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"You are indeed valuable." There was a hint of reluctance in Nalan Zhenhai's deep voice, "I can spare your life now."
"We have reached a consensus," Jing Yirong seemed to have expected Nalan Zhenhai's attitude. "I think now our relationship has changed from a nominal father-in-law relationship to one of mutual use. I use your 'love' for me unscrupulously.
, you use me to let your sons understand who is your true successor."
It was the first time Nalan Zhenhai had reached such a deal with a person, "I don't want a third person to know about this matter."
"I won't talk too much." Jing Yirong smiled lightly, "But I want to know which prince I can't touch?"
"The person you won't touch is the one I don't want you to touch." Nalan Zhenhai said with profound meaning, "You can take care of the other people by yourself."
Jing Yirong nodded slightly after listening to Nalan Zhenhai's words, taking it for granted that the future king in Nalan Zhenhai's heart was Nalan Qingyi.
"I'll take my leave first," Jing Yirong saluted, and continued that she had reached an agreement, and she still had to show her courtesy properly.
"Wait a minute," Nalan Zhenhai called to Jing Yirong, "You are too confident. If this king will not agree to you and insists on killing you, what will happen to you?"
Jing Yirong raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and Qingcheng's face showed a trace of pride, which was so bright that it was difficult to look directly at it, "As my father said, I am too confident. So I have never thought about another person."
Maybe." After saying that, he turned around and left with a soft and gentle smile.
Nalan Zhenhai froze on the spot, a trace of regret emerged spontaneously, and he suddenly felt that he seemed to have made a wrong decision.
When Jing Yirong returned to the uterus, Nalan Qingyi immediately greeted her, pulled Jing Yirong up and took her into his arms, hugging her tightly as if she would disappear in the next second, with a trembling voice
From above Jing Yirong's head came, "Do you know how worried I am?"
"There's no need to worry." Jing Yirong let Nalan Qingyi hold her without struggling.
Nalan Qingyi smiled slightly because of Jing Yi Rongmo's resistance, but her tone was as gentle and worried as ever, "From the moment you left, I realized that I really wouldn't be able to live without you.
, Yi Rong, can you promise me something?"
"What's the matter?" Jing Yirong stepped back from Nalan Qingyi's arms.
"Live well, and you must live longer than me." Nalan Qingyi said seriously, "I will be well only if you are good."
Jing Yirong curled her lips, "I never make boring promises."