After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

[Host, please note that this mission has additional conditions. You must successfully take the punishment for Nian Qiaoyue, otherwise the mission will be considered a failure.]

Nian Susu: Fuck!

Nian Chengyun was about to leave when Nian Susu stepped forward and knelt at his feet.

Yang Yuerong's face changed drastically. Someone wanted to reach out and pull her, but she dodged the hand calmly.

"Dad, what happened tonight is my fault. Don't blame your sister. If you want to punish someone, punish me." Her voice was extremely calm, even quieter than the wind blowing gently in the hall.

Nian Chengyun didn't say anything, but just looked at her with a meaningful look in his eyes.

"Lingling, what are you doing? Get up quickly." Yang Yuerong went to pull her again.

Fearing that Nian Chengyun would vent his anger on Nian Susu, she pulled the younger one and coaxed the older one, "Master, Lingling was also bewitched by that damn girl, that's why she said those words, how can it be her fault? Don't be angry, I'll take her back to the East Wing right away."

As he spoke, he put some more strength into his hands.

Nian Su Su did not move at all.

"Father, I was the one who asked the Emperor to grant my sister a marriage. If you feel ashamed and can't hold your head up in front of your colleagues in the future, and you want to find an outlet to vent your anger, then vent it on me. Let my sister go back and rest."

She directly hit Nian Chengyun's pain point, just to make Nian Chengyun transfer his anger from Nian Qiaoyue to herself, so that she could complete the task of "taking punishment on behalf of Nian Qiaoyue".

Otherwise, with Nian Chengyun's temper and Yang Yuerong's hatred, Nian Qiaoyue would have to kneel for several hours even if she didn't kneel for one night.

Nian Chengyun's chest heaved violently. His most sensitive spot was pointed out in public by his daughter. How could he keep a straight face?

Yang Yuerong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, "Lingling! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Unable to pull Nian Susu, she went to pull Nian Chengyun's sleeve, "Master, don't listen to her nonsense, I made ginseng soup for you, you..."

Before she could finish her words, Nian Chengyun waved her away with a sullen face.

Yang Yuerong took a few steps back and was supported by Jingqiu.

The eyes of the father and daughter were more determined than each other, and neither of them would give in.

Maybe if Nian Susu was willing to admit his mistake at this time, Nian Chengyun would let her go, but she had no choice.

Between being punished by kneeling and being electrocuted, she chose the former.

Nian Susu was finally punished to kneel in the ancestral hall for one night, taking the blame for Nian Qiaoyue.

Yang Yuerong coaxed Nian Chengyun all the way back to the North Courtyard.

Nian Susu stood up, glanced at Nian Qiaoyue, and walked calmly towards the ancestral hall.

Nian Qiaoyue propped herself up and sat up. Her tearful almond-shaped eyes gradually became sharp and were filled with hatred bit by bit. She wiped her tears, struggled to get up, and staggered back to the west wing.

ancestral hall.

Nian Susu knelt on a thin cushion, feeling soft under his knees and feeling a little comforted. It was much better here than kneeling on the bluestone slabs in the breeze, but his legs would still feel numb and sore after kneeling for a long time.

She used up her lottery draw times and ended up drawing a "Sincerity Pill," which looked like a prop that made people tell the truth.

Out of boredom, she studied the ancestral tablets thoroughly.

It feels like… when you take a shit without your phone, you can only study the ingredient list of the shower gel and shampoo in the bathroom.

There was no one guarding the door, but occasionally someone would come to check, so Nian Susu dared not not kneel.

The deeper the night got, the stronger the wind blew outside. Especially since the ancestral hall was located in a windy place, the windows were shaking and the wooden boards squeaked against each other.

Suddenly, a gust of evil wind blew in, and the flames of the row of burning candles on the altar swayed and swayed a few times, and three of them went out.

Nian Susu looked towards the window and saw a man jumping in.

It is because he opens the window that the wind blows into the ancestral hall. When the window is closed, the room returns to peace.

The long-lost golden butterfly mask is particularly eye-catching under the candlelight.

Xuan Ji walked leisurely to her side and sat down cross-legged, with a cushion between them.

"Miss Nian, why are you being punished to kneel again?" He asked with a gloating look, "Remember the last time, oh no, it was the second time we met, it was right here. You were beaten to pieces and begged me to find a maid to apply medicine on you."

Nian Susu gritted his teeth, "Why do I remember someone begging me to help him detoxify, and even said he would kill me if I didn't help."

She still remembers the feeling of being on the verge of death, with a sharp knife at her neck and being so scared that she couldn't breathe.

Xuan Ji coughed to hide his embarrassment, "What's the reason this time?"

Nian Susu didn't want to tell him.

She turned her face away.

Xuan Ji chuckled and stood up, picked up a burning candle on the altar, and lit the three blown out candles one by one, his movements slow and orderly.

Nian Susu stared at his back steadily. His crescent-white robe was even brighter than the moon outside the window.

Many times she felt that Xuan Ji was more like a pampered nobleman rather than the owner of Tianxuan Villa who roamed the world and killed people like crazy.

After lighting the candles, Xuan Ji sat back in his original seat and found that she was still staring at the altar.

"You've been punished to kneel, yet you still have the mood to be dazed? Shouldn't you confess your sins to our ancestors?"

Nian Susu glanced sideways and said, "Is this how you treat my Nian family's ancestors?"

Xuan Ji lowered his head and saw a pair of crossed legs. "Anyway, they are not my ancestors."

"So why did you come to see me?" Nian Susu asked unhappily.

Xuan Ji was stumped by the question.

At the gate of Qinghui Palace, Ah Falcon said that she would be punished, so he left the palace without stopping, changed into this leather suit at the private residence, and sneaked into the Xiangfu secretly. After searching everywhere, he still couldn't find her, so he came to the ancestral hall, but he didn't expect that she was really there.

As for what he was doing here, he didn't know either.

Just like outside Qinghui Palace, she asked him "Your Highness, what's the matter?" and he couldn't answer.

Nian Susu snapped his fingers and said, "Speak up, are you feeling unwell again?"

What else could Xuan Ji come to see her for, other than to detoxify her?

This reminded Xuan Ji. He pulled up his sleeves, revealing a strong forearm, and held it out to her. "Well, I've been feeling dizzy and tired these past few days. Why?"

Nian Susu felt his pulse, and after a moment's silence, he said solemnly, "Your symptoms...are rare."

"Is there still hope?" Xuan Ji went straight to the point.

Seeing that he was not nervous at all, Nian Susu lost interest in teasing him and pushed the arm back. She said, "You are tired because you don't get enough sleep. Just go back and sleep for three days and three nights and you will be fine."

The mystery suddenly became clear.

"Also, why didn't you take the medicine I prescribed for you last time?" She was a little angry. "Next time the poison attacks you, don't come to me, and don't die in front of my door."

Xuan Ji knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to argue with her. He adopted a roundabout tactic, "If I die, Miss Nian can't escape responsibility. To put it mildly, it's because of poor medical skills that she killed someone. To put it more seriously, it's because she took human life lightly! Miss Nian doesn't want to be arrested and thrown into jail, right?"

There was no threat in what he said, but rather it sounded like a sign of surrender - could you please not let me die? You will also be responsible if I die.