There was a soft sound, and a string of teardrops burst from her eyes and dripped into the cup.
Seeing this scene, Jian Ruocheng's heart clenched into a ball.
An indescribable pain spread from the heart.
He was silent, didn't say anything, just took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and gently handed it to Nan Yan.
But Nanyan's teary eyes were hazy, and she couldn't see anything.
He only stared at his blurred pale face reflected in the teacup, weeping silently.
"..."
Jian Ruocheng looked at her for a while, then sighed softly.
He wiped the wetness off her face with a handkerchief.
Nan Yan trembled for a moment, looked up and saw that it was him, as if she suddenly came to her senses, she stepped back a little, stretched out her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and said, "Many, thank you, I won't trouble you, Second Young Master."
"..."
Feel her resistance, and know that she doesn't want anyone to get close to her at this moment.
I shouldn't be at this time...
Jian Ruocheng was silent for a while, and said softly: "I know you must be in a mess right now, and you will definitely not listen to my advice."
"..."
"But this—"
"I know," Nan Yan bit her lower lip and said in a hoarse voice, "There must be some misunderstanding."
"...!"
Jian Ruocheng slightly opened her eyes and looked at her.
Nan Yan gritted her teeth hard, resisting her tears not to break the embankment, but the teardrops still fell down one by one, like beads with a broken thread.
She could only lower her head, not to completely expose her bewildered appearance in front of him, and said with a sob: "I believe he won't treat me like this."
"..."
"I believe he won't..."
"..."
"Will not… "
She kept repeating this sentence, as if she was trying to convince herself.
Jian Ruocheng looked at her with a complicated expression—wanted to comfort her, but she seemed to have already said all the comforting words to herself.
She doesn't need herself or anyone else.
Maybe what she needs at this time is to be alone quietly.
So he sighed softly, put the handkerchief in her hand, took the cup of tea from her hand, and said softly: "Anyway, take a good rest and don't think about it."
"..."
"Just now—I think you heard it too. His Royal Highness King Ning wants me to go to sea to discuss an important matter. I asked you to go with me, and he has already agreed."
"..."
"If you don't want to, I can—"
Nan Yan looked up at him, her eyes were still full of tears, she tried her best to control her emotions that were about to collapse, but at this moment, it was impossible to think rationally.
Jian Ruocheng also knew that she definitely couldn't think about it.
So he said softly: "Forget it, you should have a good rest."
"..."
"If you have anything to say, wait until tomorrow—after this matter has passed."
After finishing speaking, he walked out with the cup of tea and closed the door.
The room was still quiet, and Nanyan's low cry could not even be heard, but the cold wind outside the house made the surrounding bamboo forests rustle continuously.
It sounded like a broken heart.
But she didn't want anyone to see it, or even hear it.
Jian Ruocheng stood quietly at the door, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally heard a soft sob coming from inside, which almost disappeared in the wind, and he let out a long sigh.
He looked down at the teacup in his hand.
The clear tea was shaken slightly by the wind, subconsciously brought the cup to his lips, and took a sip.
There is an indescribable saltiness in the sweet fragrance of the tea.
It's the taste of her tears.
It was also her feeling of heartbreak at this moment.
It is the complex and tangled feeling in his heart at the moment.
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On the other side, Zhu Xuan asked Zhai Yun to inform his father about the next business deal, and gave Jian Ruocheng full authority over it.
Just after explaining, Shi Yiru, the long history of Prince Ning's mansion and his confidant, walked in.
"My lord."
"Well, you're here."
"Your Majesty just heard that someone from the government office has been sent to inform you of an 'important' matter."
Shi Yiru said, looking up at him.
Zhu Xuan suddenly laughed.
Turning to look at him, he said, "Yi Confucian, you and this king don't have to play this kind of charade."
After hearing this, Shi Yiru also had an inscrutable smile on his face, and walked over slowly, Zhu Xuan stretched out his fingers to the seat opposite to him, and he also took the opportunity to sit down.
This point, in the eyes of others, is no distinction between superiority and inferiority.
However, Shi Yiru has been with Zhu Xuan longer than anyone else, even - closer than his biological father, Emperor Gao.
He is the only one who understands his mind best.
Zhu Xuan held a fan in one hand and lightly tapped the palm of the other hand, and said with a half-smile: "My brother's brother, although he is not a person who will take revenge, but he does things very well, I think. Reasonable and well organized.”
"..."
"But this time, he didn't."
"..."
"That Concubine Ning was obviously thrown into the cold palace because of the case of 'framing King Wei with anti-poetry'. Moreover, this king is also very clear about what kind of attitude the emperor treats her."
"..."
"How could it happen overnight, suddenly changed, not only took her out of the cold palace, but also immediately re-appointed her as Concubine Ning, no matter how the front and rear palace tried to stop him, he would not listen at all."
"..."
"Well, I don't want his style. Unless—"
When he said this, his eyes became deeper, and he didn't go on, but Shi Yiru said slowly: "Unless, what happened back then happened again."
"..."
The two looked at each other.
There was a gleam in their eyes.
Zhu Xuan said: "At the beginning, although the king was young, he remembered this incident very clearly. He seemed to have forgotten everything overnight, but when someone mentioned it, he could remember everything. This incident There has been quite a disturbance in the palace."
Shi Yiru said: "I still remember it."
"..."
"At that time, Emperor Gao blocked the news about this matter, but it was impossible to hide it from the princes and you guys."
"Of course, we are all his sons, and we all live in the palace. This kind of thing can't be hidden from the world, and it can't be hidden from me."
"..."
"So, this matter, no matter how secret they keep it, they can't hide it from me!"
Shi Yiru immediately said: "So, the prince can be sure that the emperor now-"
"He must be the same again."
Zhu Xuan said almost firmly: "The past is forgotten, and many things need to be reminded before he can remember."
"..."
"And, if his current situation is the same as before, then he is now at his weakest!"
There was a hint of ferocity on Shi Yiru's face.
He said, "My lord, what are your plans?"