Chapter 855: He is my son!

In the huge Yikun Palace, only a candlestick was lit on the table, and the not-so-bright light shone on the faces of the two people, making the expressions of both people seem a little vacillating.
However, Fei Ning's gaze was extremely firm.
Stared at each other for a long time.
Nan Yan finally spoke first: "Concubine Ning is visiting late at night, do you want to come to this palace for important matters?"
Qin Ruolan looked at her, took a deep breath, and then said in an extremely calm tone: "The imperial concubine, concubine, came from behind."
"what?"
Nan Yan frowned slightly: "surrender?"
Surrender?
She immediately said, "What do you want to surrender?"
Qin Ruolan said calmly: "Manny, the former harem only cares about one thing now. Is there anything else?"
"You mean, that antipoem by Wang Wei?"
"Not bad."
"What do you mean by surrendering?"
"It means that I wrote that antipoem. It was me who framed King Wei."
"..."
Nan Yan's brows wrinkled.
From when Qin Ruolan appeared in front of her, to when she walked in and stared at herself, to what she said, she was all surprised, but for some reason, it seemed that deep in her heart, she didn't feel too surprised. .
There seemed to be an unexpected and reasonable feeling.
It seemed that from the beginning, no matter how "sneaky" Ning Fei appeared, no matter how Ran Xiaoyu doubted her, in his own heart, he never doubted Qin Ruolan.
Nan Yan thought for a while, slowly backed up to the table and sat in a chair.
Then he said, "You said, you framed King Wei? Then what did you do?"
Qin Ruolan saw her unwavering appearance, her calm emotions, she immediately became a little impetuous at this moment. She frowned and said: "I am, imitating Wang Wei's handwriting to write that poem, and then enter Go to Chengqian Palace and put it in his letter. That's it."
"Oh……"
Nan Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.
She didn't say anything, just picked up a piece of white paper and a pen on the table, and handed it to Qin Ruolan.
"Then, please trouble Concubine Ning to write the anti-poem again in Wei Wang's handwriting."
"what……?"
Qin Ruolan looked at her in surprise, a little dumbfounded.
Nanyan Road: "What's wrong?"
"..."
"Do you think that if you surrender, you can just talk about it? Since this palace is ordered by the emperor to thoroughly investigate this matter, it is natural to collect evidence."
"..."
"You have to write that antipoetry, and the palace must get it from the Ministry of Criminal Justice to let people compare it to confirm that the letter is indeed written by you in order to return the innocence of King Wei."
"..."
Qin Ruolan bit her lower lip and put the pen on the paper.
However, his wrist was trembling for a long while, but not even a word fell.
Instead, the sweat on her forehead condensed one by one, like broken beads, dripping along the bridge of her pretty nose.
Nan Yan sat next to her, looking at her pale face.
After a long time, she said in a cold voice: "I can't write it."
Qin Ruolan looked up at her: "You—"
Nan Yan said calmly, "Do you think it's okay for you to come first?"
"..."
"Ning Concubine, this water is muddy enough. If you come here again, it will only make the water muddy. It will take more energy and time for this palace to investigate this matter than before. "
"..."
"Do you hope so?"
As soon as Nan Yan's voice fell, he heard a click, and the pen fell on the paper.
A piece of ink splashed.
It turned out that the calmness that Qin Ruolan had just seen was pretended to be calm. At this time, as soon as the mask was torn off, her panic was completely exposed.
Seeing her trembling, Nan Yan's heart sank even more.
The colorful ink flowers on that piece of paper are like the haze that has been suppressing her heart these days, gradually bleed and spread.
Nan Yan only felt that her eyes turned black.
I don't know how long it took, she said, "Why are you doing this?"
"..."
"Does this matter have anything to do with you?"
Qin Ruolan seemed to have been stabbed, and immediately said, "No, this matter has nothing to do with me. King Wei, King Wei has nothing to do with me!"
After speaking, she was in a panic, and turned around and left immediately.
Seeing that she had reached the door, she was about to open the door and walk out. Nan Yan stood behind her and said in a deep voice, "If you leave, you will leave. But if there is really no solution to this matter, then King Wei, It can only be injustice."
"...!"
Upon hearing these words, Qin Ruolan's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground again.
Her hand was on the door, but she couldn't move a little for a long time.
The atmosphere in the room is so tight that you can't breathe.
I don't know how long it took before Qin Ruolan slowly turned around. At this moment, those bright eyes were moistened with tears, shining with helpless and even sad light.
Looking at her like this, Nan Yan only felt that his heart became even deeper.
It seems that there is an invisible big rock weighing on my heart.
She said, "Why are you here to plead guilty?"
"..."
Qin Ruolan gritted her teeth hard, Nan Yan stood in front of her, and almost could hear the gurgling sound of her teeth. In such a quiet night, it seemed particularly shocking.
After a long time, she said, "I want to save King Wei from prison."
"why?"
"..."
"You came to see the emperor today because of this?"
"Yes."
"Why? You didn't pay attention to it before, but today, you are looking for the emperor and the palace, and you even risk confession."
Qin Ruolan's thin body shuddered slightly, and after a long time, he said, "Because I know that King Wei fell ill in prison."
Nan Yan frowned slightly.
The news came in today by Xu Miaoyin, and when the news came, she had already come to see Zhu Feng.
It can be seen that she has been paying attention to this matter and caring about Wei Wang.
But why hasn't it been discovered before?
She didn't seem to have any special performance to Wei Wang, why this time, she would suddenly jump out.
Nan Yan took a deep breath and said, "I'm sick, then what?"
Qin Ruolan shuddered again, and then said, "It's not okay to get sick like this. His health is not good. If it only hurts the internal organs, it's fine. In case the fever doesn't stop, it hurts--"
Having said that, she seemed afraid to continue.
And Nan Yan frowned and said, "If it hurts my brain, it's over, right?"
Qin Ruolan glanced at her silently.
Both are the default.
This time, Nan Yan took a deep breath and said heavily, "Why do you know all this? If you don't make it clear today, I won't do anything!"
Qin Ruolan looked up at her.
Finally, slowly said: "He is my son."