Chen Qiong's Go skills were very good, and Gu Yan was also on par with her. After a few games, they were evenly matched.
Chen Qiong put down a white Go piece and took down a lot of Gu Yan's black pieces. Gu Yan casually threw the Go piece she was about to put down into the Go box and said, "I won't play, I won't play. Sister's Go skills are getting better and better with the Duan Of Silla. I won't be able to win."
Chen Qiong saw that she was angry and said with a smile, "Sister obviously won more, but now you're acting shamelessly."
Gu Yan said, "I'll take four and you'll take five. You obviously won more. Seeing that you're going to win this game, I won't play."
Chen Qiong also put down the Go piece and said with a smile, "If you don't play, then don't play. Otherwise, Madame Pingyang's reputation will be ruined in my hands."
Gu Yan also said with a smile, "That's right, you can't lose face for our Gu family."
While the two were talking and laughing, Zhao Shuyue's tea was ready. The two drank some tea before Chen Qiong went back.
Gu Yan was tired of sitting. She asked Zhao Shuyue to leave and lay down on the bed to rest.
She was about to fall asleep when she heard someone talking at the door.
"Madame asked me to bring the tea." A man said.
"Who are you? Madame Wang has always been the one to come here. I've never seen you before." Zhao Shuyue was very serious at the door. She had to interrogate unfamiliar people.
"This humble one was sent by the higher-ups. This is the freshly picked spring tea from Nan Hua. Princess loves to drink it."
Nan Hua, Princess. Hearing this, Gu Yan suddenly opened her eyes. She felt that her mind was clear. She quickly got up and said, "Let him in."
Zhao Shuyue heard her and let the person in.
The person who came was a young eunuch. He lowered his eyes and bowed to Gu Yan.
Gu Yan didn't let him get up and asked, "Are you here to deliver something?"
That person lowered his head and held up the things in his hands, "Yes, please have a look, Princess."
Gu Yan didn't get up. He only looked at it from afar. Inside the small purple wooden box, there was a box of tender green tea leaves. The fresh green leaves had just sprouted after being roasted, and there was a little white mist on top. The elegant tea fragrance faintly wafted over.
With just one look, Gu Yan was certain that it was Nan Hua's spring fog tea. She couldn't help but feel a little flustered. She raised her voice and said to Zhao Shuyue outside the door, "Xiao Yue, go see if there's a good Yixing clay teapot and find it to make tea for me."
Zhao Shuyue answered from outside the door and went to look for something.
Gu Yan then said to the kneeling man, "Who sent you here?"
"This humble one was sent by the emperor."
Needless to say, this emperor was the Anqing Emperor.
"What proof do you have?" Gu Yan asked.
"The emperor said that Princess will know when you see this." As he spoke, he took out a jade pendant from his chest and held it up high.
Gu Yan knew at a glance that this was Nan Hua's imperial jade pendant. There were two dragons on the pendant, and the word "seal" was carved on the back.
She took a deep breath and slowly said, "You can get up first."
Only then did the kneeling man respectfully stand up and give his thanks.
"Why did the emperor send you here?" Gu Yan's eyes were cold, and her hands were clenched into fists under her wide sleeves.
The matter of the Anqing Emperor sending people to kill her was like a fishbone stuck in her throat. She silently endured it, but that didn't mean she forgave him. She didn't think that the emperor would send people here at this time.
"The emperor told this humble one to give this to Princess." As he spoke, he put away the jade pendant and pushed the small box of tea away. A hidden box was taken out.
Gu Yan stood up and took it. When she opened the box, she saw a pill quietly lying inside. It was a small pill, purple and black in color. Gu Yan's mind was like lightning, and in a flash, she seemed to understand something.
She tightly gripped the box, her fingertips turning white, but her voice was as calm as usual, "What is this?"
The person who came said, "The emperor wants Princess to put this medicine in Yi Ling's food."
Gu Yan's face turned deathly white, and a chill crept up her back. She said, "If the emperor wants to get rid of Yi Ling, he will have to sacrifice me."
The person quickly understood Gu Yan's meaning and said, "Don't worry, Princess. This medicine won't take effect immediately. It will only take effect seven days after it is taken."
Gu Yan smiled coldly, but her heart was as cold as winter.
'The emperor, oh the emperor, you sent people to chase after Yi Ling, and now you want to use me to get rid of Yi Ling. You're really scheming. You're using me as a chess piece to the fullest.'
Gu Yan thought in her heart, but she didn't reveal it on her face. She just accepted the box and said, "I know. You can go."
"Princess, please hurry up. If you wait until he takes down Yin Province, it will be too late."
Yin Province. It seemed that Cheng Wang and his mother not only colluded with Xiongnu, but also had connections with Nan Hua. Gu Yan nodded and said, "I know."
The person bowed and was about to leave, but he remembered something and turned back. Gu Yan frowned and said in an unfriendly tone, "What else?"
"Master Mu asked me to bring a letter to Princess."
Muran! Gu Yan was shocked. How long had it been since she thought of this name? She hurriedly said, "Where is it?"
The person presented the letter, and Gu Yan took it. She saw the words on the envelope: "To Ting 'er." The handwriting was smooth and clear.
It was Muran's handwriting. Her eyes were hot, and tears were already coming out. She held back her tears and continued to ask, "Did he say anything?" There was a slight tremble in her voice.
"Master Mu only said that everything was fine. He didn't say anything else."
"Okay, you can leave."
The incomer quietly retreated. Gu Yan held the letter and stared at the four words in a daze. She couldn't help but cry. She didn't dare to open it for a long time. She was both expectant and afraid.
After a long time, she slowly tore open the letter with trembling hands. What entered her eyes was his handwriting. It said, "Yan Yan flies together, missing Chi Qiyu. His son Yu Gui, far away in the wilderness. Looking at Fu Ji, tears like rain! "
It was just a few words, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Gu Yan's heart. She couldn't recover for a long time.
"Dark Wind · Yan Yan" was a poem that she was very familiar with. She remembered that when her teacher first told her, she pestered her brother and asked if they would write a poem for her if she got married.
Her third brother always said with disdain that he wouldn't be so sad. It was more like a celebration.
At that time, she only felt that the poem was sincere. Now that she read it again, she felt that every word was like a knife cutting her heart. Her mouth was full of bitterness.
She held the letter tightly, but didn't dare to look at it a second time. Her tears poured down.
Muran, Muran. She kept calling him in her heart. But there was no answer.
Zhao Shuyue found a purple clay pot from Chen Qiong. She opened the curtain and came in. She saw Gu Yan lying on the bed. Her face couldn't be seen.
She thought that she was asleep. She put down the pot in her hand and covered her with a thin blanket. Then she quietly left.
Gu Yan knew that she was back, but she didn't want to move. She just lay there quietly. Her thoughts were in a mess.
Since the Anqing Emperor could send people, it meant that everything in Hokuin was under his control. Then how many eyes were watching her?
In the Emperor's eyes, she was just a chess piece. But he had the entire Gu family in his hands. If she made a mistake, what would happen to the Gu family? She couldn't help but imagine all the possibilities in her mind.
"Muran, what should I do?" She muttered to herself. She remembered the words of the person who delivered the letter. Everything was fine. What did that mean?
Muran, was all of this within your expectations?
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