Chapter 111: Xia Qingqing's death

When Nan Baoyi struggled with the dogwood, Nan Yan's illness got better day by day, and finally recovered before the winter.
The maid hurried in, looking at her thin back who was writing poems at her desk, she whispered softly: "An oral message came from the prison, Xia Qingqing is making trouble to see you. Miss, do you see it?"
Nan Yan put down the brush.
She dried the ink words on the rice paper, "Flush and change clothes for me... After so many days, she must have suffered enough in prison. As a good sister, I should visit her."
Nan Yan rode a carriage and arrived at the prison of Jinguan City.
She stepped into the cell with the hand of the maid, and saw that the cell was small, dark, dirty and wet, and it was not a place where people lived.
Madam Xia lay in a corner unconscious, Xia Qingqing sat shamelessly behind the fence, and as she stepped in, her eyes fixed on her like beasts.
"Bitch!"
She grabbed the fence, her face twisted, "I fell into such a situation because you harmed me!"
Nan Yan stood blankly outside the prison door.
She looked at Xia Qingqing, her voice indifferent: "You take the blame."
"Nan Yan, don't think I'm out of luck, you can stay out of the matter! I would advise you, you'd better find a way to rescue me, otherwise I will tell the government all what you have done when I wait for the third trial of the Yamen!"
Nan Yan looked at her quietly.
It turned out that Xia Qingqing came to her to let her rescue her out.
Xia Qingqing has a hoarse voice and still talks endlessly: "You set up a plot to murder Nanjia Sangtian, and you also used Xia Bowen to defile Nan Baoyi's innocence. These two crimes alone are enough for you to go to jail! Nan Yan, but Fan You still have some brains, save me immediately!"
Nan Yan approached the prison door step by step.
She smiled: "You threaten me?"
"What about the threat? Nan Yan, Nan Yan, once those two crimes are exposed, do you think the Nan family can tolerate you?! Nan Baoyi is the favorite of the Nan family. If you murder her granddaughter, she will want you Your fate! You outside maid, after all, are just a bastard, how can you compare to the golden bump in Nan Baoyi?!"
Each word was inserted into Nan Yan's heart like a sharp knife.
She listened, but the corners of her mouth gradually evoked sarcasm.
Yes, Nan Baoyi is so delicate. The whole government regards her as a treasure and offers bird's nest at twelve o'clock a day. Even if she does not eat it, the kitchen will not give it to others.
When she was sick, the maid went to the kitchen to get some nourishing food, but the bowl of bird's nest was nothing but the cook refused to give it, like a thief, saying that the fifth girl might use it at any time and must prepare it.
Both are the daughters of the Nan family, so why can't she enjoy the glory and wealth?
"Nan Yan, have you heard me talking?! I can't stay in this horrible place for a moment. You have killed me to this point. You must give me an explanation! You rescue me right away, do you hear me?! "
Xia Qingqing was still cursing hysterically.
She is too close to the fence.
Before she could react, Nan Yan suddenly pinched her neck!
"Um... South... Rouge..."
Xia Qingqing was about to split, but couldn't say the whole thing.
Nan Yan's complexion is grim.
She pinched Xia Qingqing tightly and cursed in a low voice, "Nan Baoyi blocked my way. I will deal with her and tell her to survive and die! I will have what she has, and I will have what she does not have. As for you, a condemned prisoner, who died early and overwhelmed his life, remember to report to Nan Baoyi in the Palace of the Lord of Gods, don't involve me!"
The jailer not far away was stunned, "This, this..."
This little girl looked at her tenderness, and it was too scary to be ruthless, right? !
He was about to step forward and stop, Nan Yan's maid stepped forward.
She held the silver ticket and said warmly: "This is a little bit of my lady's heart. You take some of the work, and you keep the rest. Xia's tree fell to the ground, and no one cares about Xia Qingqing's life and death. So she is Why do you die, don't you need me to teach you?"
The jailer quickly caught it.
Good boy, five hundred taels!
He swallowed, and smiled: "Xia Qingqing feels guilty for killing her father, and a white silk hanged in prison. It has nothing to do with this visiting girl!"
"That's the truth."
Xia Qingqing spent many days in jail, and her body had already been broken.
After losing to Nan Yan, she gradually rolled her eyes, and said with difficulty: "Nan Yan...I...I...I helped you..."
Nan Yan sternly said: "What if you have helped me, even if it is my savior, as long as she blocks my way, I can still kill it!"
She was sure that Xia Qingqing was completely out of breath, and then slowly let go.
Xia Qingqing fell to the ground, a bruise on her neck.
Nan Yan wiped her hands with the kerchief and turned to leave the prison.
After boarding the carriage, the maid lowered the curtains and brought her brewed hot tea.
She said respectfully: "Congratulations, Miss, for solving Xia Qingqing's confidant trouble."
Nan Yan laid out paper and pen without expression.
The maid studied ink for her with great wintry, "Miss is very interested, is this writing poetry?"
"I have read the two storybooks circulating in the market. Although the plot is interesting, it is difficult to be elegant in the end. I plan to write poems. After I save up to fifty poems, I will take it to the printing workshop and print it into a collection of poems. sell."
The maid opened her eyes and smiled: "Miss is knowledgeable and talented, your collection of poems will definitely cause a sensation in the world!"
Nan Yan curled her mouth.
As soon as the collection of poems came out, everyone would praise her as the number one talented woman in Jinguan City.
If it reaches the palace of Shengjing City, His Majesty the Emperor will be happy, and maybe she will be named the princess!
The most important thing is that she heard that Young Master Cheng will return from a study tour. If he sees her collection of poems, he will definitely admire and respect her talents.
Let's have another chance encounter at the end of the month before the flowers, talk about poetry and poetry, red sleeves add fragrance, why worry about marriage?
She has a sweeter smile, and her hand moves like flying pens, and lines of lovesickness poems appear on the paper.
While Nan Yan was busy writing poems, Nan Baoyi received a letter.
Lotus leaf rushed into the veranda holding the skirt corner, happy: "Miss! Miss! Letter from Sheng Jingcheng! From Sheng Jingcheng!"
Nan Baoyi stepped on the swing stand, swaying boredly.
"Miss!"
Lotus leaf ran over breathlessly and raised the letterhead excitedly, "It was Master Cheng sent from Shengjing City! The slave maid guessed that he should be coming back soon, so he wrote a letter to say hello to the young lady. Master Cheng was hard to study, but I am also willing to write to you, which shows that I really put you in my heart!"
Nan Baoyi is still swinging on his swing.
She knows the letter.
It was also this time in the previous life. Cheng Deji wrote to her saying that he would be back before the end of the year and asked her to enjoy the snow scenery of Jinguancheng when it snowed.
Now that I think about it, this so-called invitation is nothing more than a polite he mentioned casually.
Seeing that she was only in a daze, He Ye opened the letter on her own initiative: "Miss is thin-skinned, I am embarrassed to read the letter, but the slave will read it to you."
She cleared her throat: "Girl in Baoyi, see the letter..."