This period of time was when Nan Yi was at his most depressed.
She fell into endless waiting. Bingzhusi asked her to be silent, but there was no news from Xie Queshan.
She always couldn't help but think about the last words he said to her.
Xie Queshan said that he would come back in the evening.
She was in a daze at that time, and these words clearly passed by her ears, but as time passed, his voice, tone, and even the gentle kiss became clearer and clearer.
She had to think hard and describe the scene at that moment moment by moment to be sure it was not a dream. It's like holding a loach in your hand. If you're not careful, it will slip away. It's empty in your hand, as if it never really existed.
The painted screen in his room was thrown out as broken garbage. She stood in the corridor, watching the boys pass by carrying the screen, and she had no position to stop them. The secret between them that cannot be tolerated in the world is the dirty ink on the screen. Shocking and unsightly.
She seems to have really become a bitter woman. Mentally exhausted, with nothing to do.
A sudden piece of news finally cheered her up.
The message came simply and crudely, without any subtlety. She was bumped into by a porter when she went out. The porter thrust the piece of paper into her hand and hurried away.
It says "Wanyan Pu Ruoji secretly went to Jinling".
Nan Yi didn't know Wanyan Puruo, but Wanyan was Qi Ren's surname, so she guessed that he should be a very important person. But what made her suspicious was... who was the person who brought the news? Enemy or friend? How did you meet her?
Why did he spread the news so hastily? Bingzhusi is not like this.
But Nan Yi did not dare to take it lightly and went to Mrs. Gantang's house to find out that Wanyan Puruo was actually the powerful eldest princess of Daqi. If the news is true, there must be something big hidden here. She felt it was necessary to inform Song Muchuan and let Bingzhusi judge the authenticity.
But Song Muchuan was watched closely by Wanyan Jun throughout the whole song, and she couldn't find a suitable opportunity to contact him.
At the same time, a vague doubt began to linger in her heart - could Wanyan Puruo's appearance be related to Xie Queshan's sudden return to Daqi?
There was a roar and spring thunder rolled. The heavy rain poured down in the blink of an eye, and the raindrops on the eaves formed a line and rushed to the earth without hesitation.
Nan Yi came back from her long thoughts and was just about to close the window when she suddenly heard a faint rustling sound coming from outside, which was inaudible mixed with the sound of rain.
Someone is climbing the wall? The gong for the first watch has been sounded. How could anyone approach her yard at this time?
Nan Yi suddenly became alert, slowly took out the self-defense dagger from his waist, and moved sideways against the wall to the door.
Sure enough, there were inaudible footsteps approaching.
As soon as the man opened the door, Nan Yi raised his dagger and suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"it's me."
But Nan Yi could already swing his hand out, and he almost flipped his wrist, and the sharp blade grazed the person's cheek, and a not-so-shallow wound immediately appeared.
"Song, Mr. Song?" Nan Yi felt guilty and surprised.
On rainy days, climbing over walls, these behaviors seem to have nothing to do with Song Muchuan, a handsome gentleman. But now he was standing under the eaves alive.
His whole body was soaked by the rain, and there was blood on his face. Only his eyes were as clean as a stream stone just fished out of the water.
"Sorry, I scared you." Song Muchuan apologized.
"Come in quickly." Nan Yi hurriedly pulled Song Muchuan through the door, cautiously peeked out, and then closed the door.
The loud sound of rain was blocked out, and the room seemed to have an isolated space, making it seem more and more quiet. There is also a certain refreshing smell in this tranquility. It is not an incense that can't be named, but more like a quilt that has just been shaken out after getting up. It is also mixed with a slight scent of soap locust and the fragrance of furniture and wood. …
He intruded offensively into her personal space, and she welcomed him without hesitation, which made him suddenly feel a little embarrassed, but also at ease.
He finally found an opportunity today to get rid of Wanyan Jun's control before he came to look for Nan Yi.
He shouldn't have done this, but he did it anyway.
That night, he saw clearly that the person who shot an arrow at Usha on the roof was Nan Yi. But where did Nan Yi get the news, and why did it appear there? Who is helping her clean up the aftermath?
None of this was part of his plan.
Things started out loud that night, but ended quietly. A soldier came out to avenge the crime, but he was obviously the scapegoat. There were so many things that he couldn't figure out, and he was also surprised that somewhere where he couldn't see, someone was silently ferrying him on a ride. Is it a song accompanying Nan Yi? Or is it Xie Chaoen who looks indifferent on the surface but actually gives him a hand?
If he hadn't been so helpless these days, he should have come to Nan Yi long ago. But when he actually saw her, he became speechless.
All I could think about was that every encounter in troubled times was precious.
Maybe it will disappear quietly next time.
Seeing that Song Muchuan seemed a little distracted, Nan Yi pulled his sleeve: "Mr. Song, sit down and I will help you treat your wound."
Song Muchuan sat down meekly and let Nan Yi play with him. He calmed down his thoughts before speaking.
"Nanyi, do you know the secret behind Husha's death that night?"
Nan Yi looked away guiltily, and before she could think of a reply, she just nodded and helped him wipe off the water stains and blood on his face.
To explain this, it involves Xie Queshan's position, but he was unwilling to reveal his identity to Song Muchuan. She could not reveal his secrets without his permission.
Moreover, Nan Yi could also sip it for some reason - Song Muchuan looked calm and self-possessed, but in fact he was a person who was easily swayed by emotions.
He is too upright and soft-hearted, but he is actually a terrible liar. Others can act, but he has a hard time acting.
The complicated emotions he has harbored for Xie Queshan for so many years are about to be overthrown in an instant. At this juncture, who can bear such consequences?
While Nan Yi was thinking, her cold knuckles brushed against Song Muchuan's face from time to time, and the cold ointment was applied to the wound, and the pain touched the bottom of her heart for the first time. He tried his best to keep his mind occupied, but there seemed to be countless flashes of light in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel restless.
"I was the one who killed Usha. I was worried about something happening that day, so I went to the Shipping Department. Seeing that the situation was urgent, I took this step. But I didn't know what happened next. It can be considered that I escaped by accident."
Whenever Song Muchuan looked up at Nan Yi, he could see the guilty conscience on her face, but he felt even more guilty. He didn't dare to look at her at all.
After applying the medicine, she gently blew on the wound, hoping that the ointment would penetrate into the wound quickly. A soft and warm wind blew past Song Muchuan's eyelashes, and he felt as if he, like those clusters of eyelashes, was trembling and swaying, drifting towards a place of nothingness, unable to fall.
He suddenly came to his senses and quickly stood up and took a step back.
He shouldn't have come, he seemed to have made a mistake. Although no one would blame him, he felt despicable for his momentary heartbeat.
"It's just a small injury on the face, nothing serious. Mr. Song just wanted to see if the wife was okay and ask about Usha. It's really offensive to bother you late at night. I can't stay too long. It's time to go. .”
Nan Yi was in a daze, why did she call her madam again? Still so polite? Mr. Song sometimes suddenly becomes roundabout, which makes people feel helpless.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Nan Yi quickly grabbed Song Muchuan, who was about to leave in a hurry, "I have something serious to tell you - do you know Wanyan Puruo?"
Song Muchuan's expression suddenly became serious: "How did Madam know about her?"
Judging from Song Muchuan's reaction, Wanyan Puruo had really come to Lidu Mansion.
"I received a message that Wanyan Puruo secretly went to Jinling."
Song Muchuan stood thinking for a long time, wanting to ask Nan Yi how he got the news, but he didn't ask. After this period of time, he has long understood that Nan Yi is not as simple as he imagined. She has hidden something about Husha, but he does not intend to get to the bottom of it. He trusted her and knew who she was. Even if he concealed it, it was still a form of protection and helplessness.
What's more, the weight of this news is enough to reverse some passive situations.
Song Muchuan said: "I understand, this news is very important, thank you very much."
Nan Yi gritted his teeth and asked a little nervously: "Xie Queshan has returned to Daqi, do you know?"
"I heard about it. It happened very suddenly." This was what made Song Muchuan suspicious. As soon as the Husha incident came out, Xie Queshan was transferred back to Daqi. At the same time, he also learned that Wanyan Pu Ruo had entered Li If you look at the news from the capital together, you can see that Xie Queshan is in a delicate situation.
But whether Xie Queshan had just lost trust or had his identity exposed, he didn't dare to think about it.
He thought Nan Yi would know something, but she didn't say a word.
"Behind this... could there be some conspiracy by Qi Ren?" Nan Yi asked in a roundabout way.
Song Muchuan frowned and thought.
Nan Yi cautiously suggested: "Can you send someone to follow him?"
Half selfish, half strange.
"I will send someone to investigate the situation when I get back. If there is anything unusual, I will find a way to inform you."
Nan Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."
"By the way," Song Muchuan thought of something else, "Zhang Yuehui's Return Hall was actually able to grow rapidly with the support of Wanyan Puruo. I heard that he once came to Wangxuewu to ask to marry you... you If you meet him, you still have to be careful."
Song Muchuan opened the door and stepped into the heavy rain again.
The rainy night covered up all traces of the secret meeting.
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Jinling City has never suffered from war, and the land of plenty has always been prosperous. The city has a peaceful atmosphere of singing and dancing.
Wanyan Puruo secretly traveled south, pretending to be an ordinary businessman all the way. She speaks Chinese well and is extremely familiar with the culture of the Yu Dynasty. With a little effort in dressing up, she is no different from an ordinary Han woman.
She thought she was well hidden, but she didn't expect that as soon as she entered the inn in Jinling, someone would greet her with lights, gongs and drums, and shouts of welcome for the Daqi envoy.
Not long ago, Song Muchuan sent a secret letter to Zhongshu Ling Shen Zhizhong. Wanyan Puruo went to Jinling. She wanted to hide in the dark and commit deception. It was difficult for them to stop her. It was best to bring her into the spotlight. .
After this letter, Song Muchuan cut off most of his contacts with Jinling Bingzhusi. If Wanyan Pu dares to go to Jinling so confidently, it means that the traitor is in a high position and is probably from Jinling Bingzhusi.
Shen Zhizhong arranged for Xie Zhu, who had settled in Jinling, to come forward and welcome Wanyan Puruo with the most solemn ceremony, announcing that Her Royal Highness the Princess was on an envoy to the Yu Dynasty.
Suddenly, Wanyan Puruo became the target of public criticism, and her existence quickly spread by word of mouth among the people.
This subtle move forced Wanyan Puruo to stand in the light, and the initiative that had taken the advantage became passive.
