When Pang Yi said this, his heart was full of fire, wondering what situation Zhong Mingwei was in today. He could see it with his own eyes, so he was looking forward to a woman who knows the cold and the hot to take care of Zhong Mingwei. He didn't know that Miss Duan. But how can a noble girl who grew up in the majestic Right Prime Minister's Mansion know how to serve others
But this Xiao An was Zhong Mingwei's concubine, and Pang Yi has always heard that Xiao An has a deep love for Zhong Mingwei. Now Zhong Mingwei is in trouble. She was even more infatuated and begged the Queen Mother several times to send her to Ninggu Pagoda to take care of Zhong Mingwei, so Pang Yi was originally grateful and admired Xiao An. Only in this way can he stand up when he is attacked halfway, and risk his life to protect Xiao'an.
However, his gratitude and admiration for Xiao An did not last long, and he entered Jilin as soon as he entered. He felt something was wrong. Xiao An's illness was sudden and strange. Although he had doubts, he still went to get her medicine over and over again. But in the end. Little An's still let him down. Even more angry now.
What is this woman up to
What is she thinking about Zhong Mingwei... Or is it a conspiracy
In the flickering firelight, Pang Yi's eyes stared coldly at Xiao An's like a falcon. One big hand rested quietly on the handle of the knife at his waist, in such a wilderness where he couldn't see the edge at a glance. To him, killing someone is easy.
"I can't help it!" Under Pang Yi's cold gaze, Xiao An was silent for a long time. Only then did she finally open her mouth, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she started crying. She raised her head, grinned at Pang Yi, and began to cry, "I will die if I stay in the capital, I can only escape! But I Where can a woman from the back house escape to? I am afraid that as soon as I leave the gate of the capital, my head will be in a different place. After thinking about it, I can only... only ask the Queen Mother, and let the Queen Mother order me to be sent to Ninggu Ta, I'm... I'm the only one who can save this life! I'm only twenty-two! I don't want to die! I have no other choice but... this is the only way! I really... really have no other Way to go..."
The hand on the handle of the knife froze suddenly, and then silently withdrew that hand. Pang Yi looked at Xiao An, who was pear-blossoming and rainy, and asked after a long while with a frown: "Who wants to kill you? Who dares to kill you?" you?"
That's right, who would dare to kill Tangtang's beloved daughter of Yipin Shangshu? To actually drive Xiao An into a frightened bird, to come up with such an idea
Pang Yi really couldn't figure it out, since little An knew that someone was going to harm him, why didn't he tell An Zishang, who would dare to attack her with the protection of An Zishang, a high official in the court? unless…
"My father! My father, his wife, and my elder sister are all going to kill me! Everyone is going to kill me!" The next second, Xiao An cried even harder, clapping his hands on the snow. She cried and looked at Pang Yi who was stunned because of the shock, and then she cried even harder, her voice couldn't speak clearly, " Don't you... Do you think it's incredible? I don't understand, my... My parents want my life?! They... They are all my close relatives, how... How could they be so right? Me? How could they be so ruthless? Why can they only see... see the benefit, for that benefit, they can even give up my... my daughter?! Why... why is this? How can people be like this what… "
Pang Yi listened to Xiao An's sorrow of indulging himself in this deserted snow field. From the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word, and just listened silently. Only when Xiao An's crying gradually subsided, did he start to move The tea in the tea bowl in front of Xiao An was poured out, and at the same time, she poured another cup of hot tea and handed it over to her.
While wiping her tears, Xiao An drank the whole cup of hot water in a whimper. The hot tea flowed through the throat, warming her cold body. Xiao An passed the teacup in front of Pang Yi, Sobbing and talking authentically: "Is there any more? Still... still want to drink."
There was no hot water in the teapot, so Pang Yi went to pick up another pot of clean snow and put it on the shelf to boil water. The two of them stared at the kettle silently. After a while, Pang Yi said in a deep voice: "So , was the assassin we met at the junction of Zhili and Shengjing sent by An Zishang?"