Seeing her niece fall down like a blood-stained sack, Qin's fear reached its peak. She screamed miserably and crawled towards the door.
Xie Nanjia was covered in blood, holding a sharp knife dripping with blood in his hand. He just stood there and looked at her quietly, with even a smile on the corner of his lips.
Qin finally crawled to the door and reached out to pull it. As soon as she touched the door, a knife flew over with a "whoosh" and stabbed her in the back.
Qin groaned, fell to the ground, and curled up in pain.
Xie Nanjia walked towards her step by step.
"It's a good thing for you to die like this." Her deep voice seemed to come from hell, "Be a good person in your next life!"
Qin was trembling with pain, and raised her head and said intermittently: "You... are you really... Nan Jia?"
"Yes, it's me." Xie Nanjia said.
Qin actually smiled, struggled to sit up, half leaned against the door, and said with difficulty: "It's great that you are still alive. You know, since you married into the Marquis's Mansion, I often feel conflicted. On the one hand, I hate you because of my hatred for your mother, and on the other hand, I pity you because of my love for your father. I am eager to find the shadow of your father in you, but I am afraid that seeing you reminds me of those unbearable years.
Later, you died. I felt unprecedented relief, but I also felt deeply sorry for your father. I lived in a dilemma every day. Now, I am the one who died, and everything is solved. This evil fate started with me and ended with me. You all live well and tell Xie Zhanting that I don’t want to see him again in my life or the rest of my life! "
After saying that, she pressed her back against the door, and the tip of the knife pierced her chest with a "puff".
Blood flowed out and she slowly closed her eyes.
Xie Nanjia stood there staring at her for a while, then bent down and pulled her away, took out the knife from her back, wiped the blood off it with a handkerchief, sheathed the knife, took out a lighter, and lit the handkerchief.
After a while, a raging fire broke out in the house. Xie Nanjia opened the door and walked out of the ancestral hall carrying a large bag.
Zhao Jingyu stood far away and watched her stride towards him in the firelight. The night wind blew up her hair and blood-stained clothes, as if she was a female war god rushing out from the Shura battlefield.
Excited emotions surged in his chest, but he did not go forward to meet her. He just stood there quietly, waiting for her to walk towards him step by step.
Xie Nanjia walked up to him and threw the bag on his back at him.
"What is that?" Zhao Jingyu caught it with both hands and staggered a bit due to the pressure.
"The tablet of your ancestors." Xie Nanjia said lightly.
Zhao Jingyu: “…”
He casually handed the ancestral tablet to Wei Jun behind him, smiled and took Xie Nanjia's hand: "Let's go!"
Xie Nanjia didn't break free, but just whispered: "There is blood on my hands."
Zhao Jingyu curled his lips and smiled, then covered her hands with both hands and rubbed them: "It's okay, I have one on my hand too."
"..." Xie Nanjia looked at him deeply and held his hand: "Let's go!"
The two of them walked hand in hand, leisurely into the night.
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A huge fire burned down the ancestral hall of Marquis Dingyuan's mansion, and the marquis's wife and the prince's wife, who were repenting in the ancestral hall, were both burned to death.
The strange thing is that when the fire started, no one in the entire mansion knew about it until dawn the next day, but by then the fire had gone out on its own.
What was even more strange was that in such dry weather, the fire did not spread at all, and the rest of the mansion was safe and sound.
In just one morning, the news spread throughout the capital like wings. People from all walks of life, from the government to the public, and on the streets were talking about it. Some people even went to watch.
As a result, what happened in the Marquis' Mansion yesterday could no longer be concealed. It spread through the servants' mouths and then spread everywhere, until it became overwhelming and the whole city was in an uproar.
Qin's aunt and nephew jointly poisoned the daughter of the general's mansion. Dingyuan Hou wanted to bring them to justice. At the critical moment, Qin Xianggong asked for the red book and iron certificate bestowed by the late emperor. Dingyuan Hou had no choice but to lock the two of them up in the ancestral hall.
God has eyes and will not tolerate evildoers. In the middle of the night, a god sent fire to burn down the Zhao family ancestral hall, burning the two men to death, leaving no trace of their bodies.
The story was so strange that some people believed it and some did not, and an argument broke out between the two. The believers asked, if it was not a punishment from the gods, why were the ancestral halls burned down while the tablets of the ancestors were still intact on the altar
Those who do not believe are silenced.
Soon, another shocking news came. Xiu'er, the maid beside Miss Zhao Si, was the real Princess Jinping. It was Princess Jinping who discovered the crime of Qin's aunt and nephew. Unexpectedly, she accidentally avenged her own cousin.
As soon as the news came out, it overwhelmed the news that Qin's aunt and nephew were burned to death by heavenly fire, and caused a sensation in the entire capital.
Some people regarded this as a curiosity, some regarded it as a joke, and some more sensitive people directly thought of the marriage between Princess Jinping and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, predicting that there would be an even more exciting drama to come.
Not to mention how heated the discussions were among the people, how chaotic the situation was at the Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion, the General's Mansion was in a state of excitement at this time.
Upon learning that Miss Nanjia's injustice had been redressed and her hatred avenged, the servants rushed to tell each other and thank God. The general's wife even opened an ancestral hall, burned incense and paper to comfort her daughter's spirit in heaven, and wrote a letter home and ordered someone to send it to the northern border at full speed.
Nanny Yao burst into tears and kept thanking God. Sheng Qingluan recalled what Xiu'er had said to her when she left the Marquis' Mansion yesterday, and knew that this matter had nothing to do with God.
It was Xiu'er who avenged Nanjia.
That girl is just like Nan Jia, smart, calm, patient and bold. How great it would be if she were really Nan Jia.
Thinking of this, she smiled bitterly and told herself not to be too selfish. After all, Xiu'er was her sister's flesh and blood, and she couldn't snatch her daughter from her sister.
At this time, Sheng Qingyun was being reprimanded by the old Duke's wife for his impulsive behavior.
"I'm not saying that I don't want you to recognize the child. I told you that this matter needs to be carefully considered. How could you just go to someone's house without any explanation? Now everyone knows about it. I'm sure the palace has also received the news. Tell me, how should this end?"
"Mother, what did you say? Did I go to cause trouble on purpose?" Sheng Qingyun didn't think she was wrong, nor did she intend to give in to her mother-in-law. "It was that vicious woman who wanted to harm my daughter. If I had been a step later, the child might have died. At that critical moment, should I have thought twice before taking action?"
"You..." The old lady was so angry that she slammed the table. "At this point, you still don't realize your mistake. You saved your daughter, but have you ever thought that if the palace is furious, everyone in the mansion may lose their heads because of this? One person's life is life, but a family's life is not life?"
"They are all fate, so naturally we should save the one who is more urgent first." Sheng Qingyun said, "The child admitted his mistake, and we didn't do it on purpose. The Queen can't be unreasonable. If she really comes to ask for accountability, I will go and explain to her..."
Before he finished speaking, a servant came in in a panic and reported: "Old Madam, Young Madam, the eunuch Wang who is with the Queen is here."
The old lady was shocked when she heard this. She pointed at her daughter-in-law and wanted to say something but didn't. She hurriedly helped the maid to get up and go to greet Eunuch Wang.
Sheng Qingyun was also feeling nervous. She pursed her lips and followed her mother-in-law out.
At this point, there is no way back. She can only take one step at a time. In any case, she will never regret what she has done.
As long as my daughter is safe, I don't mind if she loses her head.
Wang Lu was welcomed into the house by the crowd. There was nothing unusual in his attitude. He exchanged a few polite words with the old lady, and then conveyed the Queen Mother's oral order, asking the old lady and the young lady to go to Kunning Palace to talk.
The old lady knew that this was not a talk but an inquiry, so she accepted the order respectfully and let Wang Lu go first. They changed their clothes and set off.
Wang Lu said that the Queen Mother asked them to come into the palace to chat and there was no need to change into formal clothes. Their casual clothes would make them look more intimate.
From what he said, it seems that he doesn't want to give them the opportunity to discuss countermeasures privately.
The old lady had no choice but to follow his instructions. She packed up a little and immediately went to the palace with Sheng Qingyun. Before leaving, she ordered the servants to find the old duke and the young duke and bring them back to the palace.
As soon as they left, the news spread to the courtyard of Princess Jinping. Ever since she heard the rumors outside, Princess Jinping had been sitting under the window in a daze. She finally came to her senses and asked the maid Caidie to change her clothes as she was going out.
(End of this chapter)