Chapter 291 (1/2)
In the dead of night, the Royal Palace of Nanning fell into silence.
The lights fluttered under the eaves. Xie Xuan walked slowly to the hospital, looking at Chen Yuanning in coarse linen with ink like eyes.
Seeing him coming out, the green guards saluted and said hello, ”I've seen the third childe.”
”Are you Xie Yu?”
Chen Yuanning looked up at him.
The Qingyi guards didn't pay much attention and made people look pale.
The No. 1 criminal record scholar who has heard of Xie Yu countless times can't catch up at all.
In his early twenties this year, Chen Yuanning joined the throne without being crowned. In those days when Xie Yu just went to the court, he often heard others compare him with Chen Yuanning.
Most people think that Chen Yuanning is more suitable to be an official in the dynasty than he is. The group under Wang Shoufu has lamented many times: if Chen Yuanning is still there, there is nothing to thank him for.
Fortunately, the third childe was always expressionless. He looked at his eyes and said, ”take it to the dark prison.”
He only said a word, then turned and crossed the thin shadow.
The underground prison of the Royal Palace in Nanning is huge. It has not been so busy since the day it was built.
It was full tonight. The officials of Yunzhou on the left were taught by the green guards, and the right shrank into quails. They wanted to slip into the ground.
Xie Xuan went to the cell in the most corner, stood with his hands behind his back, and listened to the ghost crying and howling, which was somewhat true.
Two green guards escorted Chen Yuanning in.
Xie Xuan waved his hand and the green guards bowed back.
Chen Yuanning patted the dust on his body and said politely, ”my surname is Chen, Chen Yuanning.”
Xie Xuan returned to his senses and asked him, ”do you want to die or live?”
Chen Yuanning didn't expect that after Xie Xuan learned his identity, the first thing he said to him was to ask him whether he wanted to die or not. His eyes changed slightly and his expression was calm, ”Lord Xie is joking. You and I came to Yunzhou to do business together. Now Wang Zhaoli's ambition in Nanning has been exposed. It's the best time to go back to Beijing and report the case to the emperor. It doesn't seem very good for you to make such a joke with me.”
The young man's face was like frost, and he was born with an inhumane cold face, which also made people wonder what he was thinking in his heart.
”Who's kidding you?” Xie Xuan, expressionless, secretly took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve and poured a pill in his hand. It's not tight or slow: ”Lord Chen who came to Yunzhou for investigation has already died, and you are nothing.”
Chen Yuanning was stunned, ”thank you...”
At the moment of speaking, Xie quickly put the pill into his mouth.
The pill melted at the entrance, but Chen Yuanning couldn't spit it out. His mouth was full of bitterness.
He felt himself choked by an invisible hand. He had difficulty breathing. He sat down on the bench. ”What did you give me?”
”Break the soul.”
Xie Yu is still simple and scared.
Young Jun's face was still as clear as frost and snow, as if the person who had just fed poison was not him at all.
Chen Yuanning has colic in his abdomen, cold sweat all over his forehead, and he lies on the table in pain. ”Thank you, sir, you and I have no grievances in the past and no resentments recently. Why do you do this?”
It was the first time he had seen Xie.