The two walked into Nan Yan's room and sat at the table. Nan Yan even poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.
Xia Yunting took a sip of tea before saying: "That night, after the rebels—oh no, after King Yan's troops entered the palace, some people also came to Dongyuan, and they killed many people. At that time, we all thought we were I can’t live any longer. Fortunately, someone came to pass the word later, saying that His Royal Highness Yan Wang ordered that they are not allowed to kill people in the palace, so we saved a life from the knife.”
Nan Yan stopped, remembering what happened that night, also broke out in a cold sweat.
Xia Yunting added: "Later, they locked us up for a few days, and they released us today."
"Did you say why you were let go?"
"This, we don't know."
Xia Yunting said softly again: "I've been worried about you for the past few days. Lucky man, Nan Yan, you are finally fine."
Nan Yan held her hand even tighter.
Although the two had only seen each other for a few days, they experienced such an earth-shattering event in the middle, it was like meeting each other in a lifetime.
The two talked for a while, Xia Yunting glanced around again, and then said: "By the way, why are you here alone? Are you not locked in a prison like us?"
Nan Yan shook her head, and said: "I, I was made a slave without a title, and now I serve by King Yan's side."
"King Yan?"
Xia Yunting was stunned for a moment, Nan Yan hurriedly said: "But, I didn't do that kind of thing, and we don't have that kind of relationship either!"
Seeing her eagerness, Xia Yunting smiled and said, "Of course I believe you. If I didn't believe you, I wouldn't have said that just now. But, are you safe staying with King Yan? I heard— King Yan kills people without blinking an eye."
Nan Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm fine."
"..."
"Actually—" Nan Yan recalled Zhu Feng's killing of Chen Fu in the Huagai Palace, recalled what happened last night, and muttered in a daze, "King Yan is also different from what everyone thinks."
"..."
"He's different."
Xia Yunting looked at her with wide eyes, with a look of surprise and disbelief, Nan Yan came back to her senses, and hurriedly said: "Anyway, you don't have to worry about me."
Xia Yunting looked at her for a while, then nodded slightly.
Both of them were silent for a while, then Xia Yunting sighed softly and said, "I never thought that we would encounter such a thing."
Nan Yan was also a little dazed: "Yes."
"..."
"I remember that day, when I was sent to bed, you cried a lot."
"..."
"It was only a few days ago, but now that I think about it, it seems like it happened in my previous life."
"In my previous life..." Xia Yunting's eyes darkened slightly, she didn't know what she remembered, and she suddenly smiled: "Yeah, I still remember that time you told me that it would be nice if you were a man, at least you can do something You can make decisions about your own career. It's a pity—"
Nan Yan smiled wryly: "Unfortunately, that's just a delusion."
Xia Yunting sighed: "What's the use of a concubine's daughter like ours even if she becomes a man? Concubine, isn't it the same that there will be no day of success?"
Nan Yan said: "Now, I am not even as good as a concubine's daughter."
"..."
"I have no title to be a slave, I'm afraid those people in my family will be more—"
"Nanyan..."