Sad song

It fell lightly on the golden glazed tiles, supported by Chu Qiao with her hands, and the cat lowered her waist and crawled on her knees, silently calming down the rapid breathing caused by the rush.

Although the poison has been cured, it takes time for the body to recover, and it is already the limit to display half of its strength.

But she had to give it a try, she needed to see Princess Huai Song again.

And as the highest authority in a country, there will naturally be many hidden guards around her.So Chu Qiao can't act rashly, she needs to think carefully.

Looking down, a court lady just happened to appear in the field of vision, holding a bowl of medicinal porridge that was about to be delivered in her hand.

When she walked through the shadows at the corner, Chu Qiao quietly appeared behind her, knocked her out and hid her behind the painted red wooden door.

After quickly changing into the maid's clothes, she carried the tray and walked into the candle-lit bedroom.

Stepping lightly around the screen, Nalan Hongye was leaning on the desk and flipping through something, not noticing her.

Xu felt that someone was approaching, so she ordered without raising her head, "Put it on the table, go down."

Chu Qiao bent down to put down the tray, she glanced at the scroll in her hand from the corner of her eye, and the vermilion handwriting that came into view suddenly made her feel very familiar.

Before she could think about it, her body was like an arrow leaving the string, flashing behind the eldest princess with lightning speed, and the cold blade also pressed against her neck.

Nalan Hongye was taken aback for a moment, then calmed down without being surprised.

"General Chu, has something to do with me?"

She closed the scroll, and there was no fear in her eyes.

"Princess has always been a smart person," Chu Qiao's tone hinted at sarcasm, "You might as well guess my reason for coming here."

"Well," the eldest princess pondered for a while, then asked, "Surrender?"

"Not exactly," Chu Qiao sneered, and the cold front on her neck got a little closer, "I was indeed murderous before."

She slightly raised her wrist, but turned the blade, letting go of the hold on her, "But you don't intend to kill me, right?"

Nalan Hongye nodded.

"With the connection between Ji Xuanwen and the Ji family, it is not difficult for you to know our whereabouts. If you were not robbed and killed on the way, you must wait for us to arrive in the capital before doing anything, instead of letting the Ji family take care of it. After all, As far as I know, they don't seem to want their power to be involved in the royal family struggle. If not, Ji Lingyue would not give up the position of Patriarch because of this."

As Chu Qiao said, she watched her movements with wary eyes.

And Nalan Hongye just smiled playfully, and raised her hand to signal her to continue.

"At that time, the letter you asked me to pass on to Yanbei was only to report safety, so presumably the conditions with Yan Xun had been negotiated a long time ago, which probably included the release of Yuan Song," Chu Qiao's eyes were unnaturally slippery. Overwhelmed with bitterness, "And on this condition, Yuan Chun was persuaded, right?"

"That's right," Nalan Hongye did not deny, "I never wanted to take your life."

"I'm afraid you put all your heart and soul into trapping me here not just to restrain Yan Xun," Chu Qiao stared at her closely, "You know that I have been squeezed out under Yan Xun's tent, so I was born to let me be used by you." thought, right?"

"I think I've shown myself clearly enough," Nalan Hongye raised her brows, her graceful and elegant appearance looked extravagant under the lights, "It's also sincere enough."

"Sincerity," Chu Qiao laughed angrily, "Abolishing my martial arts makes me a useless person?"

"I didn't inflict the poison," the eldest princess looked at her indifferently, "I just asked her to lead you to the capital."

Sure enough, it can still be so.

Chu Qiao found it extremely ironic.

It wasn't anger, but a kind of powerlessness that went deep into the marrow, making her feel unable to lift up any strength.

Just like the feeling when facing Yan Xun, extremely disappointed.

Chu Qiao's cold and beautiful face faded blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even those resolute eyes that were always shining were like extinguished fireworks, returning to the silent deep black little by little.

Nalan Hongye naturally understood what was going on, she didn't make a sound, she just waited for the person in front of her to calm down.

After a while, Chu Qiao returned to that indifferent look, lowered her head and said slowly, "Shinu stop fighting, ten years ago, Yan Xun promised me."

"So I handed over my life to him."

"Ten years."

Her calm face was neither sad nor happy, as if she was telling someone else's story.

"So can you do it, princess, release the slaves and stop fighting?"

"General Chu, do you believe in me?"

Nalan Hongye didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"I don't believe it," she shook her head, "at least now, you can't do it."

In fact, if the situation of clan interference in politics is not resolved, once this idea is put forward, Nalan Hongye is likely to be pulled down by the reason of the united clan's harem interference in politics and the Qing emperor's side.

But Yanbei, which is the most promising, has become empty talk because of Yan Xun's abandonment.

"But I can stay," Chu Qiao changed the subject, "The person who secretly helped Yanbei all these years is you, right?"

Nalan Hongye's calm expression finally loosened, she unconsciously bent her fingers, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes.

"How do you know that," she asked.

"Handwriting," Chu Qiao sighed softly, "on the letter you lost restraint."

The letter was handed over to Yan Xun through Xuan Mo, and the letter was written as a joke without knowing it.

"Heh..." The corners of her lips curled up in self-deprecating, the eldest princess's undisguised loneliness was finally exposed in front of this former rival in love, "I know that I am ridiculous, but people always need to lose control for a while..."

"But why did you bring it up this time?"

The next moment, she put away all her fragility and asked in a cold voice.

"I will help you," Chu Qiao said, "and this is the reason why I help you."

Nalan Hongye suddenly smiled.

"You are a strange person," she stared sideways at her, "but Shinu Zhige is also my idea."

"Then how much do you know about the way of being a king?"

"..."

The room was silent.

"did you mean…"

After a while, Nalan Hongye spoke with difficulty.

"Tweet, call yourself emperor."

Chu Qiao replied.