Xiao Jiaojiao dressed as a powerful minister

Chapter 52

Que He carefully unfolded the envelope, looked at the paper, and prepared to read.

For a long while, no sound was heard.

Nan Xu raised her head in doubt, and saw the little maid with a bitter face and dazed eyes.

"Princess, there are no words!"

"Huh?" Nan Xu took the letter over and carefully looked at the front and back. The rice paper was clean, and there really wasn't a single word.

She held it up and looked at the light, but there was nothing.

This letter was just opened, so Xu Fancheng certainly hadn't read it, he probably didn't do it, if he knew the contents of the letter, he might have the same expression as Que He.

"What do you mean?" Nan Xu was troubled.

Sending a letter without words is hitting her?

Still have ulterior motives?

At this time, Yun Shiran took the letter in Nan Xu's hand, "There is a secret letter in the legend, the content of the letter cannot be read at first glance, as long as it is baked on the fire, the handwriting will appear. "

As he said that, he put the letter paper on the candle on the side of the bed. The light in the room was a bit dim, and the Xu family would also light a candle for a hundred days.

"Strange."

However, after baking for half a day, there was no writing on the paper. She thought it was almost done, so she baked it again until the paper was slightly yellowed, but there was still no writing.

She shook her head towards Nanxu, she was wrong.

Nanxu's vermilion lips pursed slightly, her eyes were dark, and her heart was troubled. The tassel tree flowers far away in the courtyard in front of the door were blown into soft arcs by the wind, and the wind could not blow Nanxu's window sill completely.

"Que He, go and ask Young Master Xu if he knows the mystery of this letter?" She opened her mouth slowly, Shen Cijing and Xu Fancheng often exchanged letters, so they might know something.

Interestingly, Xu Fancheng was so angry that he forgot to tell her how to read the letter.

Due to her weakness, Nan Xu fell into a nightmare again at night.

A beam of moonlight shines into the dream pillow, and a camellia hairpin next to the pillow reflects the moonlight. The complex texture reveals a weirdness. The luminous pearl hanging high beside the carved pavilion is shining, and the ink in the landscape painting beside it seems to flow slowly. Get up and act out the scene in the painting.

What Nan Xu saw this time was Shen Cijing standing beside her bed with scars all over her body. She looked down at herself and found that she was tied to the bed by ropes. The more she struggled, the tighter the ropes became.

"Ajing, what's going on?"

She looked up at him, the gurgling light in her eyes was flowing, confused and fearful.

There were red scars on Shen Cijing's face, like whiplash.

The man approached her, the faint sandalwood smelled aggressive, the man lost the gentleness of the past, and his deep phoenix eyes looked down at her coldly, as if looking at a person who had sunk into the dust.

"Why did you lie to me?" Shen Cijing's eyes turned red, and his tone suddenly became vicious.

Disappointed, shocked, broken, cheated and betrayed.

And the anger of being teased.

Nan Xu's body trembled slightly, and her heart turned cold.

Did he know all about it?
"What did you say? I don't understand." She looked flustered and could only pretend to be stupid, just like the countless TV series she had seen, she could only say such a vulgar sentence.

Shen Cijing sneered: "You are not Ruoruo at all!"

"I am!" Nan Xu retorted, "I am Ruoruo."

Her former name was Chu Lingruo, and her nickname was indeed Ruoruo, so she wasn't cheating on him.

She is Ruoruo, but she is not his Ruoruo.

His eyes dodged, not daring to meet his gaze.

"You're still pretending, Your Royal Highness! You pretended to be Ruoruo, from the beginning to the end because you needed this king and wanted to use this king to protect the country for your Nan clan, right?"

Nan Xu couldn't refute what was on his mind.

A long sword appeared in Shen Cijing's hand at some point, with a gloomy light on the blade.

A white light flashed across Nan Xu's eyelids, her lips parted slightly, and her body shrank inward.

Is she dying?As said in the novel, died under the sword of Shen Cijing?
"Why don't you speak? This king will give you a chance. If you tell the truth, this king will let you live..."

Let her live?

Nan Xu didn't believe it, and there were not so many details in the book, but in the end, Nan Xu, the eldest princess of Nanyi, died in the hands of Shen Cijing.

He asked this because he had a more definite reason for wanting her life.

After making a mistake, people will continue to find reasons to justify themselves and seek peace of mind. The same is true for murderers. As long as the person who is killed has a reason why he must die, then his behavior is reasonable.

Everything needs a reason, even if it is a villain, blackening also needs a reason, just as the reason for Shen Cijing's blackening in the original book is because of love for the heroine, and the extermination of the Nanshi royal family is because of being deceived.

Unless it's a psychological distortion, he takes pleasure in doing evil, otherwise, even Shen Cijing needs a reason.

"The truth is...we are destined to be entangled together, and no one can escape. This is your fate."

Just thinking about it, Nan Xu suddenly realized something was wrong, she was in Weizhou, how could Shen Cijing be here?

Immediately, she realized that this was her nightmare, Shuanghuajin had poisonous hair, and all she dreamed were the scenes she was most afraid of.

The last time he dreamed about the heroine Fan Yuruo, this time he directly confronted Shen Jijing, and the poison became deeper and deeper.

But after all, it was just a dream. Now that I am awake, I am not so afraid.

"Fate?" Shen Cijing raised his brows, leaned over, his eyes fell on her delicate vermilion lips, he stretched out his hand, and held her chin with a tiger's mouth, and said in a low voice, "You can't talk nonsense, talk glibly, damn it..."

Add another crime to her.

Nan Xu gave a charming smile, relaxed, and provoked him: "Shen Cijing, you are destined not to be with the person you like, and you are destined to entangle your youth with this princess, because your fate has long been determined. Once it’s arranged, the ending will be beyond redemption!”

"If you want to blame, blame the unfair fate, or blame yourself, who made you fall in love with an impossible person!" Nan Xu went all out, so it turned out that it was so cool to say what was in his heart in his dream.

At least there is no fear of death here, and there is no need to hide secrets.

Shen Cijing gritted his teeth and stared at her, his face was gloomy, his Adam's apple slipped with a dangerous arc, wishing to peel the woman in front of him to pieces.

"How could it be possible for Ruoruo not to love me! It's all your fault, you're the one who got in the way!"

He was about to burst into tears, let go of his hand, raised the sword in his hand, and waved it at Nan Xu's neck...

Nan Xu suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the dream.

Subconsciously touched his neck and breathed a sigh of relief, it was indeed a dream.

Turning her head to glance at the burning censer, Yun Shiran set off Qingning incense, otherwise she would not have realized in time that it was a dream.

Turned over, unable to sleep, saw the hairpin next to the pillow, picked it up, and looked at it under the moonlight.

This is the hairpin that Shen Cijing bought for 50 taels of silver in the capital.

She looked Suya, and just happened to need it in Weizhou, so she took it with her.

Lift it up, and face the moonlight outside the window, not to mention, this luminous pearl is quite beautiful, and it's not too bad.

In a wilderness in the distance, Shen Cijing woke up from a dream, and found that the surroundings were densely covered with trees, and the night sky was covered by trees, only the rustling of wind and grass around him.

The only light is the dying fire in front of you.

He touched the position of the heart, which was beating very fast.

"Why does this king have such a dream..." he murmured.

(End of this chapter)