Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

Chapter 142 1 The imminent war

Qiao Shinian lowered her head and could only see Wen Jiu's gloomy expression. She couldn't help but be shocked: "Who got into trouble? Chunxue? Or Yueyu?"

"It's Yingchun." Wen Jiu pursed his lips and didn't look up at Qiao Shinian's expression. He just remained silent, staring at the messy dining table.

Eunuch Fu looked at Wen Jiu, fearing that he might go crazy again, and whispered, "Don't worry, Thirteenth Prince, His Majesty will definitely give you an explanation."

"Haha!" Wen Jiu clenched his hands tightly. He looked at the doctors squatting on the ground testing the poison, "Are there any results?"

"This..." The doctors hesitated to speak. An old doctor stood up and said with difficulty: "We have never seen this kind of poison. It may be a secret poison. If we don't catch the murderer, we can only say..."

The old doctor looked at the clean silver needle in his hand and the rat caught next to him for testing poison, which looked consistent with Yingchun's death, and looked embarrassed.

"It's my fault that I'm not well-trained, Thirteenth Prince. The most urgent task now is to find the person who poisoned the patient. Do you have any suspects?" The old doctor said with a stiff face.

Qiao Shinian pushed Wen Jiu away and said in despair, "Let me see Yingchun. How could she be dead?"

Wen Jiu pulled Qiao Shinian and finally looked up at her: "Sister, don't be sad, this is her fate. The most urgent thing is to find the person who harmed us, otherwise with this hard-to-detect poison, we will die here sooner or later. We don't have many people left."

Qiao Shinian took a deep breath and forced a smile: "It's okay, I'll go see her. After all, she has lived with us for so long."

Qiao Shinian showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "I just want to see her. After all, we have been together for so long, I should go see her."

"Yue Yu!" Wen Jiu's voice was filled with a hint of fear and anxiety.

When Yue Yu came in, she stood with her head down: "Your Highness."

"Take my sister to see Yingchun for the last time! Keep an eye on my sister and don't let her run into a dead person." Wen Jiu's eyes were sharp. When he turned to look at Eunuch Fu, he said, "I hope the King of Zhou can give me an explanation for this matter! I'm tired, so I won't accompany you any more. Let's clean this up."

Eunuch Fu nodded and bowed in response, waving his hand to direct the eunuchs and palace maids to come in and clean up the mess in the room.

The small room suddenly became a little crowded.

Wen Jiu returned to the bedroom and sat in front of the dressing table, looking at himself in the mirror. His appearance was the same as before, but his eyes were full of darkness.

He saw his eyes gradually change, becoming worried and fearful, just like an ordinary child who had done something wrong and was waiting for the final judgment from his parents.

He took a deep breath and finally looked determined.

Qiao Shinian hadn't come back for a long time. Wen Jiu didn't ask about Qiao Shinian's actions. There were people following her, so he wasn't too worried that anything might happen to her.

It was not until the evening that Qiao Shinian came back holding a pipe. Before she opened the door, Wen Jiu could hear her singing. The tune was still very strange to this world. It seemed that she had been singing for a long time and her voice had become hoarse.

When Qiao Shinian stood in front of Wen Jiu holding the jar, she said in a hoarse voice: "So, after a person dies, there is only a handful of ashes. Wen Jiu, why do you think all this happened?"

"From the moment she followed us to Zhou State, her fate was already determined. Perhaps there was a moment when she could have changed her fate, but she chose not to do so. Instead, she followed the arrangements of fate step by step.

Just like those movie scenes that you and I told each other when we were fleeing famine, fate is always so unpredictable yet so destined.

When we follow the path arranged by fate, we are the NPCs portrayed, we are puppets. To get the results we want, we must hold high the banner of resistance, pick up our weapons and fight fate to the end. Only in this way can we have a glimmer of hope. "

Wen Jiu took the jar from Qiao Shinian, walked to the door and handed it to Yue Yu, then he closed the door.

"Sister, do you know?" Wen Jiu took Qiao Shinian's hands and looked up at her. "A city in the west of Zhou State has been flooded again. In such a disaster-stricken country, do you think my father will give up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity again and again?"

Qiao Shinian suddenly became alert. She looked at Wen Jiu and said, "You mean..."

She didn't say the rest. Wen Jiu stood on tiptoes and gently covered Qiao Shinian's lips with the fingertips of her left hand.

He just gave her a quiet and well-behaved smile, showing some sadness to her.

"Soon, we may not even be treated as humiliated as we are now. How lucky I would be if I could return alive.

Now, all I am doing is protecting myself and giving Chu Wen a reason to seek justice for me. If I can go back, it will be a great achievement, but what he is thinking is that I should die here, so that I can have a more intense reason. "

Qiao Shinian pulled down Wen Jiu's hand and held it tightly.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that bright night, that comfortable time of life, and the cruel words of the emperor.

"The Zhou Kingdom has been hit by many disasters this year, and my fate has also reached its most difficult time. If I can make it through, it will be my victory. If I can't make it through, sister, you may be able to live a stable life like before, and you don't have to see these bad things anymore, and you don't have to worry about the dangers that may appear at any time."

Wen Jiu took Qiao Shinian's hand and let her touch his face.

At this moment, he was so attached to this sister who had been stained by the colors of this era. He rubbed her hand gently, like a cat rubbing its owner's hand like a spoiled cat.

There was reluctance in his eyes, but also a certain repression: "Sister, your idea is right. Don't put all your eggs in one basket. I think the wise king is a good person. At least he treats you sincerely.

Although you didn't tell me, I can see that he has you in his eyes. Let's make good use of him. With him around, you will be safe outside the palace."

"Wen Jiu!"

"Sister, it's not mean to take advantage of other people's feelings. Our moral values ​​here are not that strong! Besides, isn't it right to sacrifice some of your own feelings for the ideal world you want? Sister, don't be so indecisive outside the palace in the future!"

Wen Jiu kissed Qiao Shinian's hand, and then his eyes became fierce: "If you really can't let go of the grudge in your heart, then find a scapegoat. All this is for me to live!"

He stared straight at Qiao Shinian's reluctant and tangled eyes, and for the first time showed such a dark expression in front of her: "I am still a child, I have been with you all the way, and the connection between us is not shallow! Qiao Shinian! For me, for your ideal world order, you have to become unscrupulous, even if your hands are stained with blood, even if there are corpses everywhere behind you!

Because the truth you want to create must be built in a world where no one opposes you. You must destroy those who oppose you. People who are not on the same path as you will have differences with you and become obstacles to you! "

Qiao Shinian turned around and saw Yu Changming standing outside the window. He had his back to them, like a loyal guard, like a knight who fought to the end beside the prince.

She nodded, "Okay, for now, let me be despicable and use your name. But Wen Jiu, I will get used to it in the near future, and then make changes in my own name!"