newbobooks Chapter 99
Chapter 99
Nalan Fengxing waved his hand and smiled.
"You're good at saying nice things to me. Tell me, what brings you to the palace to see my elder sister?"
Nalan Jingwen's tone grew increasingly serious, "Nalan Ge, there's a problem."
Nalan Fengxing paused, placed the memorial on the table, suppressed his smile, and said, "I know."
Nalan Ge's purpose for this trip is already quite clear.
Nalan Jing heard that "Your Majesty's sister has received news that Nalan Ge began recruiting soldiers three years ago under the pretext of building a manor, and now has five thousand men."
Nalan Fengxing's expression darkened. "You mean, Nalan Ge started planning a rebellion three years ago?"
Nalan Jingwen nodded.
"boom."
Nalan Fengxing slammed his hand on the table, his expression furious.
"How outrageous! My aunt has truly raised a fine daughter, scheming for my throne so early on!"
"What are your plans, Your Highness?"
Nalan Fengxing glanced at her, his eyes filled with malice. "What do you think we should do?"
"Catch them all in one fell swoop to prevent future troubles."
"If Nalan Ge were to rebel, when do you think he would choose to do so, Your Highness?"
"When the palace was at its weakest."
"When is the palace defense at its weakest?"
Nalan Fengxing frowned. "Naturally, it's after the festival, when people are praying for good weather and a bountiful harvest."
She paused, then continued, "So you think Nalan Ge will rebel after the festival?"
Nalan Jingwen shook his head.
"My sister believes that she will rebel on the day of the festival."
"On the day of the festival, when the defenses are at their tightest, how could her five thousand soldiers possibly break through all those layers of guards? Wouldn't that be like walking into a trap?"
Nalan Fengxing was somewhat puzzled, when Nalan Jingwen slowly said, "What if Duan Chengwu is Nalan Ge's man?"
"what?!"
Nalan Fengxing was shocked, unable to believe what he was hearing.
Duan Chengwu is the commander of the Imperial Guards and has protected two generations of emperors. How could she rebel?
"Is this true?"
"This is just my speculation, and it is still under further investigation. But I think it's best to remain vigilant."
"The festival is approaching, so please make a decision as soon as possible, Your Highness."
Nalan Fengxing stared at her with a probing look in his eyes, but after a long while, he calmed down again.
"I understand. I will have General Pei move his troops outside the city ahead of time."
Nalan Jingwen shook his head again.
“If Nalan Ge wants to rebel, her troops will definitely stay outside the city. In that case, why don’t we trap them like turtles in a jar? As for Duan Chengwu, I will think of another way.”
Nalan Fengxing looked at her, suddenly laughed out loud, and patted her on the shoulder.
"As expected of my good younger sister, she is so smart. If I am no longer here, I will not worry that you will not be able to control those old guys."
Nalan Jingwen frowned, "Elder sister, please don't say that anymore."
Nalan Fengxing waved his hand, "Alright, my elder sister is just worried about you."
Nalan Jingwen didn't say anything more, but continued, "There's one more thing."
"what?"
"When my younger sister brought Rong Hengyu back to the capital, she encountered assassins who kidnapped Pei Yunche. Do you remember, Your Majesty?"
Nalan Fengxing nodded slightly, "I remember you suspected that Qi Lin did it."
"What were your plans at that time, Your Highness?"
“A single Qi Lin mark is not enough. Qi Lin and Su Shui are still at war. They will say that Su Shui deliberately left it to frame us. We need more concrete evidence.”
Nalan Jingwen also knew this. When she asked Rong Hengyu to rush back to the capital to tell Nalan Fengxing about this, she had already guessed that they couldn't do anything to Qi Lin and could only swallow this bitter pill.
She originally thought that if she handed the matter over to Nalan Fengxing, she would get revenge later even if she suffered a loss at the time. But now that it involved the assassination attempt on her, she was no longer willing to swallow this bitter pill.
"Royal sister, what are you thinking about?"
Nalan Fengxing waved his hand in front of her, and she came back to her senses.
"nothing."
"It's good that you're alright. Since you're here today, there's one more thing. For this festival, Qi Lin and Su Shui have both sent envoys, who should arrive in about two days. You should go and greet them on my behalf."
Two days later?
Nalan Jing thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
"What about Bletilla striata?"
"Bai Ji is currently embroiled in internal strife and has no time to spare. Various forces are fighting to the death, so where would he find the manpower and energy to attend the Fengtian Festival?"
Qi Lin and Su Shui are still at war, yet they have sent envoys to Feng Tian, clearly to win over Feng Tian.
Nalan Jingwen's eyes darkened slightly as he made up his mind.
"Your Majesty understands. Then I shall take my leave."
Aren't we going to eat together?
Nalan Jingwen shook her head and refused, "Your Majesty, please summon General Pei as soon as possible."
After she left the palace, she looked up at the sky, which was overcast and looked like it was about to rain.
He turned and headed straight for Jing'an Palace.
The Jing'an Palace remained quiet, but it was no longer as deathly still as before; there was a sense of life in it.
A light drizzle began to fall from the sky, and a flash of lightning ripped across the horizon, illuminating the dark sky and creating an atmosphere reminiscent of an impending storm.
Several palace servants stood outside the hall, and upon seeing Nalan Jingwen, they immediately bowed in greeting.
"Get up. Where is Prince Yin?"
"The prince is inside the palace."
Nalan Jingwen nodded and went inside.
Because the sky was dark, the Jing'an Palace was also dimly lit, with no lights on. Apart from a faint smell of blood, there was also the smell of ointment.
Without a second thought, Nalan Jingwen went straight inside, and sure enough, he saw the boy huddled together in the iron cage.
She frowned slightly, walked over, and scooped the person out of the iron cage.
"Nalan Yin!"
Upon hearing her voice, Nalan Yin slowly opened her eyes, a glint of light flashing in them. She then shoved her away, her tone mocking, "What are you doing here again? To see if I'm dead yet? Or are you here to seek revenge for your husband?"
Nalan Jing noticed that his body was trembling slightly, so he pulled the man back into his arms and lifted his sleeves.
Sure enough, several more gruesome wounds appeared on her fair wrist, as if they had been cut with a blunt instrument.
She fell silent, gathering her inner energy at her fingertips to help heal his wounds.
Nalan Yin saw through her intentions and tried to struggle, but Nalan Jingwen held him tightly and he couldn't break free at all. He could only use his other hand to hit her.
"I don't need your kindness, get out! They all just want me dead! My death will suit them perfectly!"
Nalan Jingwen frowned and restrained his other hand.
"Nobody wants you dead, so stop being reckless."
"By what right do you interfere with me?"
"I am your elder sister."
Nalan Yin's eyes were red, and her expression was stubborn.
"Bullshit! You're not!"
Nalan Jingwen's eyes narrowed, and he was just on high alert when he heard him say, "I don't recognize you!"
"You can deny it if you don't want to."
I felt his forehead; thankfully, he didn't have a fever.
"Don't go into the iron cage again."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a thunderclap exploded in his ears, a deafening roar that seemed to rip the roof off.
The imprisoned boy, drawing strength from who-knows-where, quickly broke free and ran back into the iron cage, his body trembling even more violently.
Nalan Jingwen's eyes darkened slightly as she pulled Nalan Yin out of the water once more. This time, Nalan Yin didn't struggle; instead, she clung to her tightly as if grasping at a lifeline, her body trembling uncontrollably, murmuring repeatedly, "Father... Yin'er was wrong... I won't dare to do it again... Yin'er is scared..."
"Father...don't go...don't leave Yin'er alone..."
With each clap of thunder, the boy holding himself trembled even more, as if he were about to convulse from fright, his consciousness consumed by immense terror.
Nalan Jingwen pulled the man into his arms and gently patted his back, "Don't be afraid."