Chapter 969: At the weakest time

There was a soft noise, and a string of tears came from her eyes and dripped into the cup.
Seeing this scene, Jian Ruocheng's heart became a ball.
An unspeakable pain spread from my heart.
He was silent and said nothing, but took a handkerchief from his sleeve and gently handed it to Nan Yan.
But Nan Yan's teary eyes were hazy, and she couldn't see anything.
Just staring at his vaguely pale face reflected in the teacup, weeping silently.
"..."
Jian Ruocheng looked at her for a while and sighed softly.
He took the handkerchief and wiped the wetness from her face.
Nan Yan shuddered and looked up at him. He suddenly regained his senses. He stepped back a bit, reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes, and said, "Many, thank you, I won't bother the second son."
"..."
Feeling her resistance, she also knew that she didn't want anyone close to her at this moment.
I shouldn't be at this time...
Jian Ruocheng was silent for a while and said softly: "I know you must be in a mess right now, and you must not listen to my advice."
"..."
"But this matter—"
"I know," Nan Yan bit her lower lip and whispered in a hoarse voice: "There must be some misunderstanding in this."
"...!"
Jian Ruocheng looked at her with wide eyes.
Nan Yan gritted his teeth hard, holding back his tears not to burst the bank, but the teardrops were still one by one, dripping down like broken beads.
She could only lower her head, not completely expose her embarrassed appearance to him, choked up and said: "I believe he would not treat me like this."
"..."
"I believe he won't..."
"..."
"Will not……"
She kept repeating this sentence, as if to convince herself.
Jian Ruocheng looked at her with a complicated expression--want to comfort her, but she seemed to have told herself all the words that could comfort her.
She doesn't need herself, nor anyone else.
Maybe all she needs at this time is just to be alone.
So he sighed lightly, put the handkerchief in her hand, took the cup of tea from her hand, and said softly, "Anyway, you have a good rest and don't think about it."
"..."
"Just now—I think you heard it too. His Royal Highness Ning wants me to go out to talk about an important matter. I asked you to go with me. He has already agreed."
"..."
"If you don't want to, I can—"
Nan Yan looked up at him, tears still filled her eyes, she tried her best to control her almost collapsed emotions, but at this time, it was impossible to think rationally.
Jian Ruocheng also knew that she must have no way to think about it.
So he whispered: "No matter, you have a good rest."
"..."
"If you have anything, wait until tomorrow-after this matter is over."
After speaking, he walked out with the cup of tea and closed the door smoothly.
The room was still quiet, and Nan Yan's sobbing was not even heard, while the cold wind outside the house made the surrounding bamboo forest rustle constantly.
It sounds like a broken heart.
But she did not want anyone to see, or even to be heard.
Jian Ruocheng stood quietly at the door. After an unknown period of time, he finally heard a soft sob from inside, almost disappearing into the sound of the wind, and he sighed slightly.
Looking down at the tea cup in his hand.
The clear tea was swayed slightly by the wind, he subconsciously moved the cup to his lips and took a sip.
There is an indescribable saltiness in the sweet fragrance of the tea.
It's the smell of her tears.
It is also the taste of her heartbreak at the moment.
It is more complicated and tangled in his heart at this moment.
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On the other side, Zhu Xuan asked Zhai Yun to inform his father about the next business and give Jian Ruocheng full authority.
Just after the account, the long history of Prince Ning's Mansion was also his confidant, Shi Yiru walked in.
"Lord."
"Well, here you are."
"I just heard that the government office sent someone to inform me of an ‘important’ matter."
Shi Yiru said, looking up at him.
Zhu Xuan laughed at once.
Turning his head to look at him, he said, "Yiru, you and this king, you don't have to fight this kind of dumb riddle."
When Shi Yiru heard this, there was an inscrutable smile on his face. He slowly walked over. Zhu Xuan pointed his finger at the seat opposite to him, and he took the opportunity to sit down.
This point, in the eyes of others, means that there is no distinction between respect and inferiority.
However, Shi Yiru spent more time with Zhu Xuan than anyone else, and even - closer than his biological father, Emperor Gao.
Only he knows his mind best.
Zhu Xuan held a fan in one hand and tapped the palm of the other hand lightly, and said with a smile but a smile: "This king's emperor brother, although not a person who will repay him, he does things very well. Reasonable and organized person."
"..."
"But this time, he didn't."
"..."
"That concubine Ning was obviously beaten into the cold palace because of the case of'framing Wang Wei with anti-poetry.' Moreover, this king is also very clear about the attitude of the emperor's brother to her."
"..."
"Why would it happen overnight and suddenly turned over, not only took her away from the cold palace, but also immediately re-canonized her as Concubine Ning, no matter how the front harem blocked him, he would not listen at all."
"..."
"This, I don't want his style. Unless—"
When he said this, his eyes became more profound, and he didn't go on, but Shi Yiru slowly said: "Unless, what happened back then happened again."
"..."
The two looked at each other.
There was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
Zhu Xuan said: "At the beginning, although this king was young, he remembered this incident very clearly. He seemed to have forgotten everything overnight, but when he was mentioned, he could remember everything. The matter is in the palace, but there has been a lot of trouble."
Shi Yiru said, "I still remember it in the next."
"..."
"At that time, Emperor Gao blocked news of this incident, but he couldn't hide it from you, the prince."
"Of course, we are all his sons, and we all live in the palace. This kind of thing can be concealed from the people of the world, but also from me."
"..."
"So, even if they do it confidentially, they can't hide it from me!"
Shi Yiru said immediately: "So, the prince can be sure that the emperor is now--"
"He must be the same again."
Zhu Xuan said almost categorically: "Forget all the dust, and there are many things that require reminders before he can remember them."
"..."
"Moreover, if his current situation is the same as before, then he is the weakest time now!"
A faint stalker appeared on Shi Yiru's face.
He said, "Master, what are your plans?"