In the middle of the night, everything is quiet.
A thin figure stood silently at the door of the Jane's mansion, which had been in chaos before and was empty at the moment.
The night was so dark that he couldn't see his face clearly, only the deep sorrow in those eyes.
After a long time, he turned and prepared to leave.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw a man in black standing in a dark corner on the other side of the long street, with only a faint silhouette showing, as if formed by the condensed night.
He said, "Second Young Master Jian."
"..."
In the night, this thin figure trembled slightly.
The cold moonlight shone on his thin face. It was the long-lost second son of the Jian family—Jian Ruocheng.
He frowned slightly, looking at each other cautiously.
And there was a little smile in the voice of the other party: "Second Young Master, you don't have to be so vigilant, I'm here to help Second Young Master."
"help me?"
This was the first time Jian Ruocheng spoke in so many days.
His voice was originally gentle, with strength in it, but at this moment, probably because he hadn't spoken for a long time, when he opened his mouth, there was an indescribable hoarseness, as if rough stones were rubbing against each other.
Even the other party was startled when they heard his voice.
But immediately said: "Not bad."
Jian Ruocheng said coldly, "What do you want to help me with?"
The man in black looked at him for a long time, and when he saw the closed door behind him, he said, "Don't you want to take revenge, Second Young Master?"
"..."
"Your father, elder brother, sister-in-law, and nephew all died tragically. Could it be that Mr. Jian is just immersed in grief and doesn't want to avenge them at all?"
Jian Ruocheng's breathing became constricted.
After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Then you know, who is my enemy?"
The other party sneered, "Second Young Master, why bother to ask?"
"..."
"After the incident, the government only arrested a few people at the scene, but until now, there has been no public trial. Don't tell me the second son Jian still doesn't understand why the government can't have a trial, why can't the tragedy be made public?"
Jian Ruocheng looked up at the other party: "You mean—"
"Let me make it clear," the other party said calmly, "It was the emperor who did it."
"..."
"Second Young Master Jian already knew about it, didn't he?"
"..."
"Otherwise, with your xinxing, how could you not move at all? It is because you have no way to compete with the emperor, so you have been suffering."
Jian Ruocheng slowly clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves.
These hands were originally just a pair of hands for learning and writing, but due to the turmoil of these days, many wounds appeared on his hands, and they were even stained with mortal dust that he didn't want to mess with.
At this moment, the veins on the back of the hand were bulging, and the knuckles were crackling.
After a long silence, he said, "Why did the emperor do this?"
"..."
"Even if I take refuge in King Ning, my father is innocent."
"..."
"Even at the altar, my father helped him against King Ning and confronted me. Why did he do this?"
The other party said: "The emperor is ruthless, does this need to be explained?"
"..."
"If the emperor is a reasonable person, how could your Jian family almost be wiped out?"
"..."
"Besides, in his current situation, how can he remember what Mr. Jane did for him?"
"..."
"In addition," although the other party was standing in the dark, his eyes were extraordinarily bright at the moment, and he said with a sneer, "Second Young Master's affection for the imperial concubine has already brought you a lot of troubles, and this point, Second Young Master will not forget it?"
A painful expression appeared on Jian Ruocheng's face.
He choked up, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear it: "You mean, concubine?"
"..."
"Just because of me—my affection for her?"
The person in the dark chuckled again, and then said: "The imperial concubine is extremely intelligent and understanding, and it is natural for the young master to take good care of her. However, in the eyes of the emperor, such a normal feeling is not It’s just outrageous.”
"..."
"As for the means by which he treats the rebellious people, isn't your son the clearest?"
"..."
Jian Ruocheng's throat was blocked.
He thought of the beginning.
At the beginning, the time when Zhu Feng almost killed three thousand court ladies alive in the palace's technique of disgusting victory was also because he wanted to let Nan Yan out of the palace. As a result, she was thrown into prison and almost died in prison.
Jian Ruocheng chuckled lightly.
"Yes," his eyes, once gentle, were frozen bit by bit, even the faint tears were frozen: "Of course I know very well."
The other party looked at him and said without losing the opportunity: "Then why does the young master still stay here?"
"..."
"If you stay in Peiping, they will find you sooner or later."
"I want to leave too, but they are very strict. I want to leave, but I can't."
"I'm here to help you, Young Master, just for this."
"..."
Jian Ruocheng's heart trembled slightly.
He raised his head and looked at the black figure.
"Who are you?"
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The night was as dark as a dark curtain that couldn't be uncovered.
It's been three o'clock.
At this time of day, the palace had already fallen into complete silence, and no one would be awake except for the patrolling team.
But tonight is different.
He Yi, Xu Miaoyin and the others were all guarding outside the Imperial Study Room.
There was deep anxiety in the eyes of the two people, but when they looked at each other, they didn't know what to say.
After a long time, Xu Miaoyin finally couldn't hold back anymore, and said softly: "If such a thing happens again, do we have to use 'Taishang Wangqing' on the emperor again?"
Last time, they were still in control.
But if it happens again, I'm afraid the world will really be in chaos.
He Yi said: "I don't know either."
"..."
"I've used it twice, if I use it a third time, what effect will it have on the emperor?"
This is something he has never faced before.
He said, "Let's see the situation first."
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps on the road behind him, He Yi and Xu Miaoyin hurriedly turned their heads, and saw several tall guards walking towards Ning Wang Zhuxuan.
Seeing them, Zhu Xuan immediately laughed.
Because his throat was injured and a thick bandage was wrapped around his neck, his laughter was very strange, like the voice of a night owl.
When people hear it, they can't help but feel horrified.
But I also know that he is now able to speak.
As if hearing his laughter, the door of the imperial study room opened, and Eunuch Yu came out from inside: "The emperor sent King Ning to see you."
Zhu Xuan smiled and walked in slowly.
The door is closed.
He Yi and Xu Miaoyin stood outside the door, feeling that the wind was getting colder at this moment.