There was a thunderstorm in the sky, and the downpour really fell at this time.
Ji Man followed Ning Yuxuan blankly, he didn't look back, he just took her out and got into the car all the way to the execution ground.
The curtains were lowered, and there were only the two of them in the car. The rain was hitting the roof of the car, and the atmosphere was very depressing.
"Master Hou has always helped the second prince?" Ji Man asked after a long time.
Mo Yuhou turned his head slightly, and said with a light smile: "Why do you say that you don't help anyone? Yuxuan's government is just to assist the incumbent."
When the prince was in office, he helped him with all his strength. If the third prince wants to succeed to the throne, he will also help the third prince. It's just that he judged the situation and felt that Zhao Jue was not stable on the throne, so he personally opened the gate for Zhao Li to enter the city.
If Qian Lianxue was a double agent back then, then Ning Yuxuan should be an n-face salesman. He thought he was balancing the two ends, but in the end he kept balancing a propeller.
This kind of skill of making the rudder according to the wind makes the rudder proficient as if the rudder was born by himself. Ji Man thinks that he is responsible for protecting himself and the Hou family in such a chaotic situation.
"After going to the execution ground, you still follow Guibai." Ning Yuxuan looked at the curtain of the car and said calmly: "He will arrange your whereabouts."
Jiman didn't turn her head around much, didn't think about what was waiting for her in front of her, she just nodded quietly.
"You still have nothing to say to me?" Ning Yuxuan finally turned to look at her.
Ji Man smiled: "Does Hou Ye have something to say to Sang Yu?"
There was a long silence, and the sound of the rain outside became louder and louder. Ning Yuxuan said softly, "I will take good care of Xia's family, and Han Yun and Xi'er will be fine."
It's a fucking parting atmosphere, and he still counts his women and children with her? The corners of Ji Man's mouth twitched, and he chuckled lightly: "I wish Lord Hou a long life with all his children and grandchildren."
Taking a deep look at her, Mo Yuhou pursed his lips and said, "The big cat is still in your yard, and I will take good care of it."
"Thank you." Ji Man was really reluctant to part with that guy. But after going to the execution ground, her future is in turmoil, and she has problems raising herself, let alone raising a cat.
This journey seemed to go a long way, and when it finally arrived, Ning Yuxuan got out of the car first, and held an umbrella for her to help her down.
The rain was frighteningly heavy, but there were quite a few people around the execution ground, some wearing coir raincoats and holding umbrellas. The stands next to it were full of gorgeously dressed officials and wives, and Ning Mingjie was sitting in the middle of the supervisor's stand.
Ji Man shivered, wrapped his clothes tightly and followed Ning Yuxuan.
"Sang Yu, let's sit and supervise the beheading table." The second prince in front turned around and said with a smile: "And you can live for the Nie family, so they can feel at ease."
Ji Man froze, nodded, left under Ning Yuxuan's umbrella, and walked towards the rain curtain.
"Sangyu..."
There were hundreds of people kneeling on the execution ground, and the one kneeling at the front was the Third Prince, who was not tied up and was not about to be beheaded. It is said that the second prince cared about the brotherhood and only let the third prince commit suicide by drinking a dove. And those kneeling behind him were all his confidants and the Nie family.
Ji Man saw Nie Xiangyuan and Nie Qingyun when he turned his head. They were right behind the third prince, all looking up at her.
Her heart tightened, Ji Man couldn't move anymore, she stood blankly in the rain curtain, allowing the heavy rain to drench her from head to toe.
Chen Shi and Nie Chenyu were also kneeling inside, and Nie Chenyu had been crying non-stop since the moment she saw Mo Yuhou.
"Master Hou, Lord Hou...why didn't you save Chen Yu, why didn't you save Chen Yu?"
Chen's body was shaking from crying, leaning tightly against Nie Xiangyuan, muttering: "Master, master."
Nie Qingyun didn't say a word. When he saw her, he looked relieved and closed his eyes with a smile.
"Sang Yu." Ning Yuxuan looked at the person standing in the heavy rain from a distance, pursed his lips and said, "Go over to Mingjie's place."
"Okay." Ji Man opened his mouth to say this word, but he was so choked up that he could only make mouth shapes.
She is just an outsider, and she should have gotten used to the life and death of people in this book long ago. But why, why do I feel so sad now
She vaguely remembered that not long ago, when she went back to the Nie Mansion, Nie Xiangyuan was still gently stroking her head, saying that she would come back after being wronged. I still remember Nie Qingyun standing by her bed, looking at her pretending to be unconscious, looking at Mo Yuhou reproachfully and asking what happened. In this world, Nie Sangyu's only two remaining relatives who were the best to her, are they leaving too
Boundless loneliness rolled up from all directions, Ji Man turned around slowly with a pale face.
Amidst the sound of the heavy rain, she heard crying from inside her body, which should be Nie Sangyu's, crying heartbreakingly. Ji Man wanted to laugh, she didn't know if she came to help Nie Sangyu, or to make her sad. Originally, when Nie Sangyu died, at least his family members were still alive and well.
Sitting down on a stool beside him, feeling the gazes from the people next to him, Ji Man smiled slightly, and said with no focus in his eyes: "I'm so lucky, I survived alone."
Ning Mingjie pursed his lips slightly, and reached out for Chang Shan to bring his cloak, and put it on her body.
The second prince sat high on the third-floor viewing platform, with a playful smile in his eyes. Pengyue pushed his wheelchair, feeling a little sleepy.
"Should we really keep her?" Zhao Li said softly, "I don't want to. This woman is too smart."
Pengyue seemed to be awakened by him, pouted and said: "At the beginning, I agreed to help her once, and a woman can't turn the world upside down. So what if you just let her die? Ah Li, a man can't repay his kindness with revenge. .”
Zhao Li snorted softly, glanced at her and said, "The kindness of a woman."
But in the end, he still clenched Pengyue's hand.
Mo Yuhou was on the second-floor stand with the others, quietly waiting for the time. When noon came, it was time for the Three Princes' party to completely disappear.
Ji Man also waited quietly, someone beside him seemed to be saying something to her, but she didn't hear clearly at all. In the distance, there seemed to be the sound of hurried wheels, and puddles of rainwater splashed away, breaking through the wind.
"Ning Errong begs to see His Royal Highness the Second Prince!"
The carriage stopped, and the woman with a slightly protruding belly hurriedly got out of the carriage, holding something in her hand, and knelt down in front of the execution ground.
"Er Rong!" Ning Mingjie was startled, got up and wanted to go out, but glanced behind the viewing platform.
Ning Errong knelt in the rain with a stubborn face, raised his chin and held up a scroll of imperial decree in his hand: "The Ning family is willing to use the decree of exempting sin from the former emperor in exchange for the life of the father of the child in Errong's womb!"
There was an uproar in the stands, and Ning Yuxuan also stood up. Nie Qingyun, who was kneeling on the execution ground, finally changed his face, straightened up and said angrily: "No matter how miserable I am, Nie Qingyun will never be saved by a woman! Besides, Qingyun and the princess have long since reconciled, and have nothing to do with each other..."
"Is the child in my stomach not involved?" Ning Errong chuckled twice, his hair was wet with rain, his ears stuck to his face, and he looked back at him and said, "You think I want to save you, you are heartless and ungrateful?" It's just because Er Rong is pregnant with your child and life is hard, so he needs a man like you. "
Ning Mingjie frowned deeply, and Chang Shan, who was beside him, had already passed over with his umbrella and propped it on top of Er Rong's head.
Nie Qingyun looked at Errong's stomach with an extremely annoyed expression on his face: "What are you doing..."
"Whatever you do, I will do." Ning Errong pursed his lips, turned his head and looked at the stands behind him: "Dare to ask the second prince, in your eyes, does the imperial decree of the first emperor still count?"
Back then, when Jing Wenhou made meritorious deeds, the first emperor once granted a decree of forgiveness, which can save one life, which is also equivalent to the gold medal for avoiding death later. Jing Wenhou had always offered it as a treasure, but Er Rong unexpectedly brought it.
The second prince was able to easily pull Zhao Jue off the horse because he shouted to avenge the late emperor and accused the third prince of killing his father, and he succeeded in one fell swoop under the pressure of public opinion and cooperation from inside and outside. But now Er Rong asked, in your eyes, can your father's will still be counted
Count, of course you have to count. Zhao Li asked Pengyue to push him off the stands, came to Errong, took the imperial decree with both hands and said with a smile: "The princess is still pregnant, so don't catch cold. You want to exchange the decree for Nie Qingyun's life Yes, but you can't save other people's lives."
Ning Errong said with a smile: "Er Rong just wants to have a father for the child, what have other people to do with Er Rong?"
"Okay." The second prince handed the imperial decree to Pengyue, looked at Nie Qingyun and said, "If that's the case, then I'll send this man to your Jingwenhou Mansion to be a slave, how about it?"
Nie Qingyun was startled, and Nie Xiangyuan looked at Zhao Li with hatred in his eyes.
"Okay." Er Rong lowered his eyes and replied, "Thank you, Your Highness, Second Prince."
Ji Man stared blankly, watching Nie Qingyun being escorted aside, Er Rong standing not far from him, neither of them looked at the other. But the drums sounded, and it was noon.
"No one can save anyone, right?" Zhao Li pursed his lips and glanced at Ning Mingjie.
Ning Mingjie took a deep breath, took out the chip and threw it on the ground: "Execution."
Jiujiu was poured into the third prince's mouth, and Nie Xiangyuan closed his eyes with the big knife raised behind him.
The mournful cry pierced the sky, but after a stick of incense, it completely returned to tranquility.
Ji Man's eyes were only boundless red, who's head rolled in the rain, and who yelled unwillingly before dying.
"Father" was crying heart-rendingly, but no one around could hear it, only Ji Man could hear it.
She was the only one who could feel the tearing pain in Nie Sangyu's heart.
"Rebellious ministers and thieves have only one end." The second prince smiled and said, "Yu Xuan, don't you think so?"
Mo Yuhou glanced at the woman who was sitting blankly, and pursed his lips: "Yeah."
Jiman smiled lightly.
"Have you written it?" Zhao Li looked at Ning Yuxuan, and the latter took out the divorce letter from his sleeve, walked over and put it in Ji Man's arms.
"From now on, you will have nothing to do with me." Ning Yuxuan looked at her with deep eyes.