Chapter 259
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He said it too casually, but it made Ning Shu clench her fists even tighter, to the point where she felt a slight prickling pain.
A person's life started from a newborn baby, grew into an ignorant and tender child, explored the world for the first time, and then became a high-spirited youth. Wuling was young in the east of Jin City, riding a silver saddle and white horse in the spring breeze. It should have been a bright and beautiful time, but he was tightly strangled by something called the plum blossom kiss.
It was like a ghost claw from hell, stealing away the most important things he walked in the world. From then on, he could not taste a hundred flavors, could not smell a fragrance, and all kinds of ugliness had nothing to do with him.
The most frightening thing was that the hateful ghost claw had been hiding by his side, ready to steal his next feeling at any time, making him a cripple who had lost all five senses. Just thinking about this kind of fear made her hair stand on end. Then, what kind of entanglement would Xiahou Qing, who was really experiencing all of this, have to bear?
Taking a sip of tea and putting it down, Xiahou Qing leisurely said, "I actually hope it is this kind. Then, these eleven years of confusion, hesitation, and fear, the mystery that has been trying to torment me every day and night, maybe I can finally solve it before I die. "
"You won't die!" Ning Shu subconsciously shouted with both hands on the table.
Seeing the slightly stunned expression on Xiahou Qing's face, Ning Shu realized that she had been a bit too excited. She turned her face away in embarrassment, but after a moment, she said softly but seriously, "I mean, I will do everything I can to help Your Highness find out who poisoned you. I will not let Your Majesty die so easily."
Xiahou Qing's light-colored lips lifted slightly, drawing an arc like a warm breeze stirring the spring water. Her fingertips, which were coated with a thin layer of calluses, gently slid the rim of the cup that she had just drunk from. "Then, I'll give myself to you."
Ning Shu, "…" The heat that had just disappeared from her face immediately boiled. Was she overthinking things? What he meant was that he was handing his life over to her, but why did it sound like she was imagining things?
She raised her head to look at the bright moon in the sky outside the window and said cheerfully, "The moonlight tonight is really nice."
Xiahou Qing smiled faintly and said nothing more.
After pretending to admire the moon for a while, Ning Shu's gaze returned to the note. "Then, how does Your Highness intend to deal with the matter on this note?"
"I'll leave it to you. What do you think I should do?"
Ning Shu looked up at him and carefully said, "If we can really get the secret of the Plum Blossom Kiss, then marrying the Thirteenth Princess may be the fastest and cheapest way."
Xiahou Qing's faintly discernible smile suddenly froze, turning into an extremely cold sneer. "You mean I should accept the threat?"
She knew that what she was going to say next might make him unhappy, but her rationality told her that even so, she still had to say it. "I know Your Highness hates being threatened, but this may be the only way to solve the mystery and save Your Highness's life. Since Old Princess Yu set up this trap before her death, it must have been carefully planned. If Your Highness refuses, then … "
Before she finished speaking, Xiahou Qing had already stood up indifferently. She couldn't see his eyes through the layer of black brocade, but his face seemed to be frozen with a layer of ice as he mocked, "Is it that in your heart, it doesn't matter to you who I marry because it has nothing to do with you?"
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