"I didn't ask anything," he said calmly, helping Ji Wushang to her feet. "Let's go!"
Ji Wushang looked at him, her eyes filled with tenderness, and said, "Okay."
Grandma Yun looked at them, speechless for a long time, while Aunt Chen immediately stepped forward, "Grandma, why are you so upset!"
“I have done too many evils…” she murmured.
After watching Nan Xuzong and Ji Wushang leave, the Prince of Jinnan snapped out of his daze and immediately followed. Leng Ruolan was not dead! The child was saved!
This is... the blessing from Ji Wushang and Nan Xuzong...
Ji Wushang quietly accompanied Nan Xuzong out of the mansion. The two walked quietly on the streets of the imperial city, holding hands without saying a word.
The thunderstorm stopped when they came out.
Hongfei and Cuiwu watched the two walk away from the gate of the mansion, looking at each other in bewilderment. At this moment, Tiefeng and Tiehuafei also came forward, and Gong Shu also arrived.
"The Master and the Fourth Princess Consort..."
"have no idea."
"them……"
"They'll be fine. I think they're probably just going out for a walk to clear their heads."
"There are too many things to do at home!"
"Hey, let's go!"
...
After a long while, Ji Wushang suddenly stopped. Nan Xuzong, who was pulled by her, also stopped and looked at her with a puzzled expression.
"What are you thinking about?" Ji Wushang looked at him. Although Huangfu Xiuer was not his biological mother, she was someone who cared for him. Now that he knew that Old Madam Yun had forced Huangfu Xiuer to her death, how could he not hate her? However, he had saved Old Madam Yun.
His heart must be conflicted, just like mine... There's always a soft spot in it.
However, sometimes the dead don't suffer, but the survivors suffer the most.
"I was wondering if you were tired." He smiled and turned to her. "How about we go sit at the inn up ahead?"
"I'll listen to you." Seeing him smile, Ji Wushang smiled too.
The two arrived at a nearby inn, ordered a private room, a pot of Baihua wine, two wine cups, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of beef.
Ji Wushang and he sat together, leaning against each other.
"I'm thinking, what am I doing this for?" Ji Wushang smiled, poured him a glass of wine, and then poured one for himself.
"For what?" Nan Xuzong smiled, picking up the glass of wine she had poured for him.
"I don't actually know either," Ji Wushang smiled.
"Then there's no need to investigate further." Nan Xuzong drank his wine.
"After today, life will continue." Ji Wushang put a peanut into his mouth.
“Okay.” Nan Xuzong put his arm around her waist. “Let’s stick to the original plan. No one can stop now…” He smiled, his handsome face beaming, and placed a piece of meat on Ji Wushang’s plate. They couldn’t stop now. Tonight’s unexpected events were just a minor incident, a minor incident…
Ji Wushang opened her mouth and ate the meat. She had made up her mind that if they didn't provoke her, she could let Nan Xianxian and Nan Zaiqing go.
Leng Ruolan has gone mad; she's nothing more than a tool for procreation now. The Prince of Jinnan is probably only focused on that unborn child...
Ji Wushang smiled as he filled Nan Xuzong's cup with wine, then personally picked it up and fed it to him. "Let's rest here tonight!"
The air is incredibly fresh in the early morning after the rain, and even the sunlight feels warm.
When Ji Wushang and Nan Xuzong returned to the mansion, the Prince of Jinnan sent people to seal off Nan Zhaoxue's Zhaori Garden. Nan Zhaoxue finally succumbed to the poison in the early morning. According to the customs and rules of the Great Xia Zhou Dynasty, when an unmarried woman dies, there can be no funeral, no mourning, no mourning hall, etc. The courtyard where she lived must be sealed off, and no one is allowed to do even a simple cleaning.
This implies that the unmarried woman was as if she had never existed.
Nan Xianxian was secretly delighted, but also a little worried.
By a twist of fate, it was Nan Zhaoxue who died, not Leng Ruolan!
However, at this time, there were more people guarding Lanruo Garden.
Nan Xianxian wanted to go in, but she couldn't.
Although Nan Zaiqing could come and go, he couldn't stay for too long.
The Prince of Jinnan no longer trusted anyone and lived and ate at Lanruo Garden. He stayed with that woman who was insane but carrying his child.
He knew he was getting old, and although his body was being supported by the medicine Ji Wushang had given him, he also knew that he wouldn't live more than three to five years.
Nan Xuzong had already left the manor on business, so Ji Wushang stayed in Moxuan Garden, mending and sewing robes for him.
Why not let her rest and do something she enjoys?
After a few days of peace, Nan Xuzong returned in the evening and told Prince Jinnan that he and Ji Wushang would be leaving the palace in five days. The new Prince Zong's palace had been completed.
Upon hearing this, the Prince of Jinnan smiled and said, "Cong'er, then enjoy these five more days at the manor!"
"Yes." Nan Xuzong left the study of the Prince of Jinnan and walked out.
The Prince of Jinnan was in a much better mood because Leng Ruolan's child was healthy and would be born in just over three months.
He opened his booklet and remembered the post someone had given him a few days ago, so he looked it up.
Oh my, someone actually wants to come and propose marriage, saying they want to marry Nan Zaiqing!
The Prince of Jinnan carefully examined the invitation and nodded slightly. It was from a family in Songcheng. Although Songcheng was a bit far away, Nan Zaiqing had too many scars on her face. It was probably impossible for her to marry a young master in the capital. At most, she could become a concubine. But how could a concubine of his own, a concubine's daughter in a royal household, become a concubine?
This family, although they are merchants, seems to have a good reputation; I might consider them.
Now we really should be worrying about Nan Zaiqing and Nan Xianxian's marriage... Nan Zhaoxue once wanted to marry Ma Rui, but she died that very night. What a pity.
Thinking about it, it's probably better to marry Nan Xianxian to Ma Rui. If, as Nan Xianxian says, she were to cooperate with him to marry Nan Xuzong as a concubine, who knows what the situation would be like! This royal palace already owes Nan Xuzong and Ji Wushang far too much…
"Father!" Just then, someone called out from outside.
The Prince of Jinnan looked up. "It's Xian'er. Come in!" Perfect, he could persuade Xian'er to change her mind.
Nan Xianxian entered and knelt before Prince Jinnan, weeping, "Father, I heard that the Fourth Prince and the Fourth Princess Consort will be leaving the palace in five days!"
"Yes, that's true. Please get up!" Prince Jinnan stepped forward and helped her to her feet.
"Father, do you still remember the promise you made to me?" Nan Xianxian cried.
"What agreement?" The Prince of Jinnan decided to pretend to be deaf and dumb for now, to see if he could dissuade her from the idea.
"Father, didn't you say you would help me become the Fourth Prince's concubine?" Nan Xianxian stepped forward and whispered, glancing around to see if anyone was eavesdropping.
“Well… Xian’er, you should marry General Ma Ershao! I’ll arrange the marriage tomorrow!” Prince Jinnan said, frowning slightly.
"Father, you broke your promise!" Nan Xianxian immediately said, looking at Prince Jinnan with a hint of anger.
"Insolence!" Prince Jinnan slammed his hand on the desk. "Your marriage is arranged by your parents and the matchmaker! How dare you mess around like this? Go back and wait to marry General Ma! He's a good man; you should be thanking your lucky stars!"
"Father!" Nan Xianxian was frightened by his anger, but she thought of using her charm to see if she could get away with it. However, Prince Jinnan had already called for people outside, "Iron Guards!"
"Yes!" Several guards immediately opened the study door.
"Send the Third Miss back to Xianxian Garden!" Prince Jinnan no longer wanted to see Nan Xianxian.
Nan Xianxian cried out, but to no avail. She could only be sent back to her Xianxian Garden by the iron guards.
"Guards, keep a close eye on Miss Nan!" Prince Jinnan quickly added the order, fearing that Nan Xianxian might do something rash.
The night was endless, and the mansion was lit with lanterns.
As Nan Xuzong entered the courtyard, he saw Ji Wushang sitting at the table, diligently sewing a robe for him. He smiled and went up to her, saying, "Wushang."
"You're back." Ji Wushang smiled, put down his robe, and stepped forward to pull him over. "Come here, I made you a new robe! See if it fits." He then held the robe up to his body.
In an underground palace, the supreme king, dressed entirely in black, sat on his high throne, looking down at the man standing in the distance. His thin lips curled up, "It is truly remarkable that the Second Prince was able to find this place!" His voice was tinged with sarcasm.
After the shadow guards on both sides removed the black cloth covering Huangfu Ting's eyes, he said, "The King of the Western Regions is truly remarkable. To be able to build such a spacious and luxurious palace right under the Emperor's nose is something Huangfu Ting greatly admires!"
"Speak your purpose. I, the King, dislike beating around the bush!" Yi Yun Shangcheng stepped down from his seat. His thick, sword-like eyebrows and deep, purplish-red eyes held a hint of cold light. His fierce demonic aura filled the vast palace, making Huangfu Ting feel immense pressure.
Huangfu Ting composed himself before saying, "I want to join forces with the King of the Western Regions to eliminate Huangfu Xuan, Huangfu Zong, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, General Ji's Mansion, and General Ma's Mansion!"
"You're very arrogant!" Yiyun Shangcheng walked up to him. "But you're overestimating yourself!"
Huangfu Ting suppressed his anger and said, "If I can join forces with the King of the Western Regions, it will definitely not be an overestimation of my abilities!"
"Hehehe!" Yiyun Shangcheng sneered three times, looking at him, "I can help you, but after it's done, you must give me half of the Great Xia Zhou Dynasty's territory!"
"...No problem!" But even after this is done, I don't know if you'll have the ability to take half of my empire!
Yiyun Shangcheng smiled, "There's one more condition."
"You say it!" Huangfu Ting gritted his teeth.
"Ji Wushang belongs to me." Yiyun Shangcheng seemed to be savoring the finest wine in the world.
Huangfu Ting's lips curled into a smile as he listened. It's Ji Wushang again... Heh, Yiyun Shangcheng, even you have a weakness!
The moonlight moved slowly, gradually being obscured by the dark clouds blowing in from the horizon. Most of the light on the ground was hidden, making it dark and gloomy, and the wind began to blow.
The next day, however, was cloudy.
"Fourth Imperial Consort, are you ready?" Hongfei and Cuiwu, who were standing outside, asked anxiously. Ji Wushang frowned slightly behind the screen. "No!" Why is this gauze dress so difficult to put on!
"Should I go in and help you?" Cuiwu asked.
"No, I'm almost done!" Ji Wushang paused, stunned. She saw a blood lotus bloom on the back of the woman's neck in the dressing mirror.
When did this happen? Why don't I know? I clearly remember not having any of these weird things on me! Did Nan Xuzong know? Did he see this blood lotus when he was making love with me?
Nan Xuzong walked in from outside. "Where is the Fourth Imperial Consort?"
"Your Majesty, the Fourth Imperial Consort is still inside." Hongfei and Cuiwu immediately knelt down to pay their respects.
Nan Xuzong didn't speak, and walked straight in, "Wu Shang..."
Hearing this, Ji Wushang snapped out of her daze and quickly put on her gauze robe. "I'm almost ready, don't come in yet." She wasn't sure if he had noticed... but she didn't want him to! This feeling... it wasn't a good one...
Nan Xuzong lifted the beaded curtain and entered the screen. He watched her get dressed and stepped forward, saying, "Let me help you."
"I told you to wait outside, but you wouldn't listen!" Ji Wushang said reproachfully, changing his expression.
Nan Xuzong chuckled, stepped forward to straighten her clothes, and then tied her belt. "I like it."
"You're such a chatterbox!" Ji Wushang laughed, lightly punching his chest. Nan Xuzong grabbed her hand, looking at her. She lowered her head shyly under his gaze. He smiled, "If things weren't so urgent, I'd love to stay with you!"
"Let's go!" Ji Wushang urged, looking up as he heard his words.