sbdcsierra Chapter 172 Qingchuaner, are you sad?
Chapter 172 Qingchuaner, are you sad?
Seeing Yun Ji's innocent expression but an unconcealable pride on his face, Nan Yingzhi combined his previous and subsequent words and quickly followed the clues and figured out what was going on.
"Far away in the sky, close at hand", who else is in front of me besides Yun Ji?
"What you mean is," Nan Yingzhi realized that her voice was a little loud, and this place was not far from the hunting team. Thinking that "walls have ears", she lowered her voice, "Did you poison me?"
Seeing that her pupils were slightly dilated, as if she had not expected that this was something he had done, Yun Ji felt as if a gentle breeze had been blowing on his face, and he felt comfortable all over, and he couldn't help but look forward to her praise.
Last time he successfully instigated a rebellion in Jin'an and was praised by Xiao Zhizi for being "capable". It should be the same this time, right?
His eyelashes fluttered, his face filled with undisguised joy: "Yeah."
The surprise on her face slowly faded away, and Nan Yingzhi's eyes were dark and unclear: "Did you act alone, or did you commit the crime in a gang?"
Feeling that what she said was a bit strange, and her tone did not seem to be approving, Yun Ji was puzzled: "It's just me."
"Didn't you promise Jin An that you would let him take Yun Ting away?"
Because of this, Nan Yingzhi has been discussing with Song Cheng these days on how to take down Yun Ting without hurting him.
Hearing Yunji frankly admit that he was the one who did it, she said with a hint of meaning: "It's not good to go back on your words."
"I did promise Jin An to return Yun Ting to him," Yun Jiru was dejected when he didn't get the expected encouragement. "But I never said that this is a completely intact Yun Ting.
"When you take over, we will return Yun Ting to you. This won't be considered as breaking my promise."
Although she believed that "it doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat", Nan Yingzhi, as a civilized person in pre-modern society, found it difficult to adapt to the fact that Yun Ji was killing other people.
Moreover, in the hunting ground, they have more people and horses and the advantage. Wouldn't it be better for them to win the throne fairly?
She hesitated, "Doing small things behind the scenes is not very upright after all."
Hearing her tone relax a little, showing signs of concession, Yun Ji looked cunningly: "All is fair in war."
She felt that what he said made sense. The political arena was indeed full of intrigues, and his methods could not be called vicious. Nan Yingzhi was choked and speechless.
Seeing that she was silent, he was flustered. He lowered his eyes and softened his attitude to admit his fault: "Xiao Zhizi, I acted on my own. Do you hate me?"
Seeing that his eyes were clear and he was not about to cry, Nan Yingzhi nodded: "A little bit."
"But conspiracy and conspiracy are both forms of strategy." Yun Ji was unwilling to be criticized secretly, and subconsciously argued for himself, "You shouldn't be soft-hearted when dealing with your enemies."
Just now, he was interrupted when he was about to say something. Nan Yingzhi felt dissatisfied and thought that he had misunderstood her meaning.
When Yun Ji fell silent, she finally found an opportunity to finish what she had said before: "Qingchuan, I am angry, not because you attacked Yun Ting without informing me.
“It’s because you put yourself in danger without saying a word.
"In the palace, Yun Ting has the final say. If you really kill the king, even I can't save you.
"If this matter is exposed, how will you protect yourself? Rely on Concubine Shu? Her words are useless," Nan Yingzhi said seriously, "It's too dangerous for you to act rashly. Don't do this next time."
"Xiao Zhizi, this matter is actually quite covert," Yun Ji gestured to her, "I mixed the medicine and put it in the incense, so even a dog can't smell it.
“Besides, he and I were in the same room with incense burning, so why was it that I was fine but he was?
"The answer can only be, 'He is too weak to be nourished.'"
After a long silence, Nan Yingzhi reached out and stroked his hair.
“Qingchuan’er, in the harem, there are too many ways to kill someone silently.
"Even if you take a walk around the Imperial Garden, you might drown in the lake," she said with some fear, "There are many concubines in the harem, and there are many eyes.
"You are the only one favored by the emperor, which makes people jealous. Recently, Yun Ting has frequently stepped into the side hall of Yaohua Palace. He is so fascinated by you that he doesn't want to look at other concubines.
"With all the flowers blooming and the fire boiling, even with Concubine Shu protecting you, I am always worried that something will happen to you.
"Be good, okay?"
Thinking that Xiao Zhizi will take action tomorrow and the entire Dali will change its reign name, and as for Yun Ting, he is just a gift to Jin An, Yun Ji suddenly realized.
Anyway, Yun Ting will no longer be an obstacle between him and Xiao Zhizi tomorrow, so why should he waste his energy dealing with him?
He nodded, looking obedient: "Xiao Zhizi, I promise, this is the last time."
"You said it," Nan Yingzhi took out a pen and paper from her bosom and wrote down as she read, "Qingchuan'er promises that this won't happen again."
Yun Ji was caught off guard as he didn't expect her to write it down.
It's written in black and white, it's hard to deny it!
He didn't dare not let her remember, nor did he want to leave any traces, so he could only stare at the paper and blink rapidly.
Seeing that he looked uncomfortable, Nan Yingzhi put the paper and pen back into her arms and smiled at him calmly: "Why are you looking at me? Didn't you say that yourself?"
You have to bear the consequences of your own actions.
The excitement in his heart had just peaked, but was dug away by a hoe. Yun Ji nodded bitterly without refutation.
Seeing that he looked like a bullied daughter-in-law, Nan Yingzhi couldn't help but think of "bullying him even more and making him cry".
She stretched out her finger and poked his cheek: "Are you sad?"
He felt that he was a ball of darkness, being chased and illuminated by the light of Nan Yingzhi, with nowhere to hide. Yun Ji's earlobes turned a bright red.
He turned his head and whispered in protest: "Xiao Zhizi, stop teasing me."
Nan Yingzhi wanted to say something else when she suddenly heard the guard delivering the order from Yun Ting's carriage to the head and tail of the team.
They shouted in succession: "Your Majesty has ordered us to set off immediately——"
Nan Yingzhi put away her frivolous expression and loosened the dark hair that was wrapped around her fingers.
"It's time to go back," she said, standing up. "Let's go."
His hearing was not as sharp as hers, and the guards' voices overlapped and were heard close by, so Yun Ji just heard the order. He rubbed his slightly sore nose and said in a muffled tone: "Okay."
Thinking about how long they talked, he squatted for as long as he did so. Nan Yingzhi reminded him, "If you squat for too long, you might get dizzy if you get up too quickly. Get up slowly."
Yun Ji felt warmed by her caring words and hummed softly.
Seeing that she had folded the two handkerchiefs, but he hardly moved, Nan Yingzhi was a little puzzled and handed Yun Ji the handkerchief: "Although I said, go slowly.
"But you're being too slow, aren't you?"
"My legs are numb." Yun Ji's legs trembled as soon as he tried to exert any strength. He felt ashamed and regretted his heroic act. "I can't exert any strength."
Nan Yingzhi understood. She had been squatting in the toilet for a long time before, and her legs felt weak and powerless when she stood up to leave.
"Hold me," she bent down, took his arm, and helped him up like pulling a carrot, "take your time."
With Nan Yingzhi's help, Yun Ji finally stood up.
He felt dizzy and his vision was black and he could hardly see clearly. He supported Nan Yingzhi with one hand and covered his head with the other: "I feel dizzy."
"It's okay," Nan Yingzhi said soothingly, "Go to the car and take a rest, you should be fine."
Seeing him panting with every step, and walking a few steps as hard as going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, Nan Yingzhi leaned over and slowly picked him up: "Do you feel better if I hold you like this?"
Although the dizziness in his head had not subsided, leaning in her arms, at least he didn't have to walk by himself. Yun Ji closed his eyes and said "hmm", his breath weak.
Nan Yingzhi deliberately avoided the palace guards and followed her own men to send him to the carriage.
Kong Buchu patted Yunji, she called him in a low voice: "Qingchuan, there are too many people here, I am holding you, it is really conspicuous, you should go over by yourself."
Reluctantly, Yun Ji withdrew his hands from his neck, and opened his eyelids with difficulty, looking tired.
After saying that to him, Nan Yingzhi treated him with care, as if he were a fragile item, and put him aside with great treasure.
After looking at her sadly for a moment, Yun Ji walked into the carriage tremblingly.
Being too familiar with Song Yue, he did not force himself to greet her, but instead laid down on the soft pillow, trying to suppress the continuous dizziness.
Yunji looked exhausted, as if he had done something physically demanding.
Looking again, he saw the prince riding a horse outside, but his eyes were fixed on him with concern. Song Yue shifted his gaze to the book and did not dare to say anything more.
Before Yun Ji could recover some strength, the carriage started moving without any warning, following the large group in front.
The sudden change in his surroundings was like adding insult to injury for him who was already drowsy.
Although they were traveling on the official road, the carriage was heading to the hunting ground and was moving fast, so it was inevitably bumpy. Yun Ji lay there, feeling a slight nausea in his throat.