In the huge Yikun Palace, only a candlestick was lit on the table, and the not-so-bright light shone on the faces of the two people, making their expressions a little vacillating.
However, Concubine Ning's gaze was extremely firm.
They looked at each other for a long time.
Nan Yan finally spoke first: "Concubine Ning is visiting late at night, do you want to come to me for something important?"
Qin Ruolan looked at her, took a deep breath, and then said in an extremely calm tone: "The imperial concubine, the concubine, surrendered herself."
"What?"
Nan Yan frowned slightly: "Surrender yourself?"
From what
She immediately said, "What do you want to surrender?"
Qin Ruolan said calmly: "Your Majesty, the court and harem only care about one thing now. Could it be that there are other things?"
"You mean, the anti-poem written by King Wei?"
"good."
"What do you mean by turning yourself in?"
"It means that I wrote the anti-poem, and it was me who framed King Wei."
"..."
Nan Yan frowned.
From when Qin Ruolan appeared in front of her just now, to when she walked in and looked at her, to what she said, everything surprised her, but for some reason, deep down in her heart, she didn't feel too surprised .
There seems to be a feeling that is unexpected and reasonable.
It was as if, from the very beginning, no matter how "sneaky" Concubine Ning seemed, no matter how much Ran Xiaoyu suspected her, in his heart, he never doubted Qin Ruolan.
Nan Yan thought for a while, then slowly retreated to the table and sat on the chair.
Then he said, "You said, you framed King Wei? Then how did you do it?"
Seeing her calm appearance, Qin Ruolan immediately became a little impetuous at this moment, she frowned and said, "I just wrote that poem in imitation of King Wei's handwriting, and then, enter Go to Chengqian Palace and put it in his letter. That's it."
"oh… "
Nan Yan raised her eyebrows slightly.
Without saying anything, she directly picked up a piece of white paper and a pen on the table, and handed them to Qin Ruolan.
"Then, please trouble Concubine Ning to write that anti-poem in King Wei's handwriting again."
"ah… ?"
Qin Ruolan looked at her in surprise, a little dumbfounded.
Nan Yan said: "What's wrong?"
"..."
"Do you think that you can just talk about surrendering yourself? Since my palace is ordered by the emperor to thoroughly investigate this matter, it is natural to collect evidence."
"..."
"You have to write that anti-poem, and I have to get it to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for comparison to confirm that the letter was indeed written by you, so that King Wei can be cleared."
"..."
Qin Ruolan bit her lower lip, and took the pen to the paper.
However, his wrist was trembling, and for a long while, he didn't even say a word.
Instead, the sweat on her forehead condensed one by one, dripping down the bridge of her pretty nose like broken beads.
Nan Yan sat beside her, looking at her pale face.
After a long time, she said in a cold voice: "I can't write it."
Qin Ruolan looked up at her: "You—"
Nan Yan said calmly: "Do you think it's enough for you to surrender yourself?"
"..."
"Concubine Ning, this water is already muddy enough, if you step in again, it will only make this water more muddy, I will spend more energy and time than before to find out this matter. "
"..."
"Do you wish so?"
As soon as Nan Yan finished speaking, she heard a click, and the pen landed on the paper.
A splash of ink splashed.
It turned out that the calmness she saw just now was all Qin Ruolan pretended to be calm. At this moment, as soon as the mask was torn off, her panic was completely exposed in front of everyone.
Seeing her trembling, Nan Yan's heart sank a little.
The colorful ink flowers on that piece of paper, like the haze that has been suppressed in her heart these days, are gradually stained and spread.
Nan Yan only felt that her eyes were turning black.
After an unknown amount of time, she said, "Why are you doing this?"
"..."
"Does this matter have anything to do with you?"
Qin Ruolan seemed to have been stabbed with a needle, and immediately said: "No, this matter has nothing to do with me. King Wei, King Wei has nothing to do with me!"
After speaking, she was so flustered that she turned around and left immediately.
Seeing that she had already reached the door and was about to open it and go out, Nan Yan stood behind her and said in a deep voice: "Just leave as soon as you leave. But if there is really no solution to this matter, then King Wei, It can only be wronged."
"...!"
Upon hearing these words, Qin Ruolan's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground again.
Her hand was on the door, but she couldn't move for a long time.
The atmosphere in the room was so tense that it was hard to breathe.
I don't know how long it took before Qin Ruolan turned around slowly. Those bright eyes were already wet with tears at this moment, shining with a helpless, even a little terrified light.
Looking at her like this, Nan Yan only felt that her heart sank a little.
It seemed that there was an invisible big stone pressing down on his heart.
She said, "Why on earth are you here to plead guilty?"
"..."
Qin Ruolan gritted her teeth vigorously. Standing in front of her, Nan Yan could almost hear the sound of her teeth gnashing. It was particularly astonishing in such a quiet night.
After a long time, she said, "I want to rescue King Wei from prison."
"Why?"
"..."
"You came to see the emperor today because of this matter?"
"Yes."
"Why? Before, you didn't care about it at all, but today, you're looking for the emperor and this palace, even at the expense of pleading guilty."
Qin Ruolan's emaciated body trembled slightly, and after a long time, she said, "Because I know that King Wei fell ill in prison."
Nan Yan frowned slightly.
This news came from Xu Miaoyin only today, and when the news came, she had already come to see Zhu Feng.
It can be seen that she has been paying attention to this matter and caring about King Wei.
However, why has it never been discovered before
She didn't seem to have any special behavior towards Wei Wang, why did she jump out all of a sudden this time.
Nan Yan took a deep breath and said, "I'm sick, then what?"
Qin Ruolan shuddered again, and then said: "It's not okay to be sick like this. His health is not good. If it only hurts the internal organs, it's fine. If the high fever doesn't stop, it hurts—"
Speaking of which, she seemed afraid to continue.
And Nan Yan frowned and said: "If you hurt your brain, it's over, right?"
Qin Ruolan glanced at her, silent.
Both are the default.
This time, Nan Yan took a deep breath, and said heavily: "Why on earth do you know all this? If you don't make it clear today, I won't do anything again!"
Qin Ruolan looked up at her.
Finally, slowly said: "He is my son."