Shuanghua answered these questions seriously one by one, talking about trivial things, lest Su Ningxin didn't believe her and still worried about her.
Shuanghua is the only saint in southern Xinjiang, which is equivalent to the eldest princess of Daqi. The one who is in charge now is his five-year-old brother. Although the former harem is now under the control of Xingjin, Shuanghua But she didn't feel wronged. Everything she had to eat and wear was of the best quality, except that Xingjin's requirements for her were a bit strict.
Hearing Shuanghua say this, Su Ningxin felt relieved.
When Shuanghua returned to southern Xinjiang, the situation in southern Xinjiang had become much more stable.
Before this, the situation in southern Xinjiang was very bad. The National Master's faction and Wang Shu's faction were fighting fiercely. The time was probably before Su Ningxin met Xingjin for the first time in the North.
At that time, the previous King of Nanjiang had just passed away, and the King of Nanjiang's child was only four years old, namely Shuanghua's half-brother, Yin Yuechang.
Compared with the young crown prince, Shuanghua's uncle, who was in his prime, was obviously more powerful in southern Xinjiang. If it weren't for the support of the national teacher Xingjin, the four-year-old Yin Yuechang would have been eaten alive by his uncle.
After all, Xingjin was just a national advisor, and it was really difficult to fight against the powerful Uncle Wang, so he approached the emperor of Daqi to make a deal. Uncle Shuanghua had great ambitions and always wanted to invade the border of Daqi, but Yin Yuechang is still young now, and even if he has ambitions, it will only happen when he grows up.
And it would take twenty years for him to grow up. Between the young Yin Yuechang and the ambitious Uncle Wang, Chu Luojue would definitely choose Yin Yuechang, which is why Shen Zhao and Mu Zhiyun later went to southern Xinjiang to help suppress the rebellion. .
Now most of the people in the court belong to Xingjin, and although Uncle Wang's influence still remains, it is no longer important.
Listening to Shuang Hua's description, Su Ning thought of what happened in Yangzhou City. When Jingsha Pavilion was so desperate to snatch Fang Jian silk, if it wasn't Xingjin's people, then it must be the people under Uncle Wang.
After all, Fang Jian Silk is only useful if it is held by members of the royal family. Unfortunately, Shuanghua's uncle Wang is of legitimate royal blood, but he just missed out on the throne because he is younger than his brother.
Thinking about this, Su Ningxin felt that she had to re-evaluate Xingjin's power. Jingsha Pavilion alone was equivalent to a high-quality secret guard, and this was only the part that Uncle Shuanghua sent to Daqi. It can be seen that How powerful his men are.
Xingjin, a national master, could fight with him in southern Xinjiang, and the fight was back and forth, but he was slightly at a disadvantage. It can be guessed that Xingjin's power is about the same as him.
"Shuanghua, do you want to stay here or go back to Daqi with me?" Su Ningxin asked, holding Shuanghua's hand.
Shuanghua hesitated for a while and said, "I'd better stay here. After all, my brother is still young. Only by staying with him to take care of him can I rest assured."
Listening to Shuanghua's words, Su Ningxin suddenly didn't want to persuade her anymore, and she didn't want to say a word of the words she had thought of along the way.
Because Su Ningxin suddenly discovered that Shuanghua called herself a slave when she was in Daqi. No matter whether she treated her sincerely or not, she could only call herself a slave. But after returning to southern Xinjiang, she could call herself me, with her status as a saint. , there should be other names in front of others.
Compared to being a maid who can only be inferior to others, there is nothing wrong with being a saintly girl respected by thousands of people in southern Xinjiang.
Although it is a bit remote here, and although the climate and environment here are not suitable for frost and rain, one day she will get used to it.
But being a slave is something that you will never get used to in your lifetime.
Su Ningxin smiled with relief and deliberately teased, "Are you staying here for your brother? Isn't it because you like Xingjin that you stay?"
"Alas," Su Ningxin sighed deliberately, "If you don't stay in the university, you will become enemies if you stay here."
Shuanghua immediately shook her head hurriedly, "Girl, what are you talking about? I don't like Xingjin at all."
Su Ningxin looked at Shuanghua's slightly red face, not knowing whether she was embarrassed or angry.
However, Su Ningxin continued, "Even if you don't like Xingjin, maybe Xingjin likes you?"
"How is this possible?" Shuanghua said while stomping her feet. The most outrageous thing she could do with her temperament was to stomp her feet.
"How is it impossible? If he didn't like you, why did he teach you so carefully? If he didn't like you, why did he provide you with such a good life? He is now a national teacher in name, and he is actually the King of Southern Xinjiang. Let's get over it, after all, although he doesn't have the name of King of Southern Xinjiang, he has the actual status of King of Southern Xinjiang." Su Ningxin analyzed to Shuanghua.
As for whether Xingjin likes Shuanghua and Su Ningxin, of course she doesn't know. She doesn't have fiery eyes. Even if she has fiery eyes, the other party is still wearing a mask. Even if she can see through the mask, it's useless. Fierce eyes don't care about marriage.
Su Ningxin said this because she thought that if Shuanghua didn't like anyone and insisted on staying in southern Xinjiang, then it might as well try to like Xingjin.
After all, Xingjin is now almost a regent in southern Xinjiang. Such a person usually does not end well, but before he does not end well, there will be no less persecution of the royal bloodline.
There are so many things that can happen between the young prince and the powerful regent. Ahem, it doesn't mean between the two of them, but the various conspiracies and calculations in the struggle for power.
If Shuang Hua lived in southern Xinjiang, Su Ningxin would naturally not want her to be involved in all these conspiracies and calculations. Ruining the Three Views was the second best. Who would she have to talk to in case someone lost her life
A good way to solve this problem is for Shuanghua to marry Xingjin. In this way, they are all a family. Even if they really fight over something, they will not know how to kill each other.
With Xingjin as her husband, Shuanghua is no longer a rootless duckweed in southern Xinjiang. At least she will have a reliable backer if anything happens.
Of course, part of the reason is that Su Ningxin thinks the story of the cold-faced photoshoot and the little wife is quite interesting, and she doesn't mind watching the excitement from the side.
These were all analyzed by Su Ningxin in her own mind, so naturally she couldn't tell Shuanghua.
After Su Ningxin finished her analysis, Shuanghua lowered her head and remained silent for a long time. After a while, she said in a low voice, "Will he really like me?"
Su Ningxin encouraged her, "How will you know if you don't try? You have nothing to lose if you try."
"Don't worry, you don't have no way out. If you are emotionally hurt and want to leave this sad place, or if Xingjin bullies you and treats you badly, you can come to Daqi to find me. I will definitely take good care of you, Yummy It's delicious, I can still afford it if you eat so little." Su Ningxin said proudly.
(End of chapter)