Chapter 210 Prince Jing or Yunxiao

Chapter 210 Prince Jing or Yunxiao

The first sentence is a seed planted for Xie Yan, and the second sentence is a seed planted for Shen Nanzi.

Now even civil and military officials and ordinary people are confused about who is whose child.

Her words roused Xie Yan, who was on the verge of fainting. He struggled to his feet, turned around angrily, and walked to Xue Qingning.

He grabbed her collar, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

Xue Qingning took out a medicine bottle from her sleeve and looked at Xie Yan one last time, "This is the antidote. Take it quickly, I don't want you to die."

She smiled, and seeing that he refused to take it, she threw it on the ground, and with all her might, said, "Xie Yan, I, Xue Qingning, love power, and I love you too."

Xie Yan was furious. He picked her up and threw her away forcefully.

Xue Qingning's smile was still on her lips when her body flew over the city wall, falling rapidly like a broken doll.

It crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

Xie Yan also exerted all his strength and collapsed to the ground.

Shen Nanzi and Xie Chengze watched from afar as Imperial Censor Zhang and Zhao Zhendong hurriedly caught him.

One person took out a medicine bottle to put it into Xie Yan's mouth, while another objected, saying that it might be poisonous.

And so, Xie Yan was hurriedly taken away.

They were going to take him to the palace to find the royal physician.

On the city wall, the army of Prince Cheng took over.

And there was also the late emperor's concubine, who lay on the ground weeping.

Lie Feng looked at them, but Shen Nanzi acted as if she didn't see them and led Xie Chengze, who had been silent all along, downstairs.

Below the city gate, things were busy but orderly.

Qinghe and her aunt were waiting downstairs, with the carriage beside them.

"Where is Xie Yu?" she asked.

“It has been sent back to the Sixth Prince’s residence,” Qinghe replied.

"Is Xue Qingning confirmed dead?"

"My subordinate checked and found that he had already died. His body was dumped in a mass grave."

Shen Nanzi felt a little regretful that she had died so easily.

Thinking of Xie Ying's mother, he said, "Send someone up and send the Eighteenth Prince's mother back!"

Qinghe accepted the order.

Auntie had already led Xie Chengze to the carriage. Shen Nanzi looked at the sky; it was almost dusk.

She stepped into the carriage and said to the driver, "To the palace."

Along the way, there were soldiers of Prince Cheng's army everywhere, but there were still very few civilians, probably because they were worried that the imperial power was not yet settled and that conflicts would break out again.

As darkness fell, the carriage stopped outside the palace, and the mother and son stepped off.

Palace lanterns hung by the wall, illuminating the red walls.

The Prince's army has even taken over the palace.

Shen Nanzi then brought Xie Chengze back to this long-lost place once again.

This time, they were no longer a pitiful mother and son fleeing in disarray, but the Prince Cheng's army, clad in armor, fighting their way back to the capital.

In the darkness of night, they arrived at Chongde Hall and looked at the empty and silent hall.

This was where emperors of past dynasties held their morning court sessions, and they were not allowed to set foot here except under special circumstances.

At the end of the main hall are three sets of nine steps, above which lies the supreme throne that everyone envies.

Shen Nanzi gazed at that spot. She had never imagined that the highest level of imperial power would be related to her.

Perhaps she was just an ordinary woman, preoccupied with petty romances for many years, who only wanted to live a good life with Xie Yan.

What a cruel twist of fate! Perhaps she really has no heart left!

Thinking of Xie Yan, her mind was as calm as still water. Even though he had saved her, she actually hoped that Xue Qingning could take him away.

That way, Cheng'er would no longer have his father as an obstacle.

She summoned a soldier and asked the imprisoned princes and grandsons about their situation.

The soldier replied that he was still being held in custody.

Shen Nanzi said, "Notify everyone to come and pick them up. Release them all!"

The soldier obeyed and went out.

"Cheng'er, let's go see your father!" After all, his life or death is closely related to them.

Xie Chengze hesitated for a moment before nodding sullenly, "Okay!"

Shen Nanzi inquired and found out that Xie Yan had not returned to the Jingwang Mansion, but was in a palace behind it.

The mother and son walked towards the back of the house. In the darkness, Chen Nanzi asked, "Cheng'er, you seem to have something on your mind today. Can you tell your mother?"

Xie Chengze shook his head, "Cheng'er hasn't figured it out yet. I'll tell you, Mother, when I've thought it through."

Shen Nanzi didn't force him, and roughly guessed why.

She is herself, and she cannot impose her feelings for Xie Yan onto Cheng'er. He has his own perceptions.

Before long, they were standing at the door.

Inside the palace stood about twenty imperial physicians, discussing the matter animatedly.

Shen Nanzi listened for a while, and the gist of it was that three silver needles had pierced Xie Yan's shoulder blades and had already been pulled out.

Fortunately, Lie Feng's blade blocked most of it; otherwise, if it had hit his heart or lungs, he would have certainly died.

The remaining three needles were also bad; each one was poisoned, which is why Xie Yan vomited blood on the spot.

With his physique, these three silver needles wouldn't hurt him much.

There are now two opposing opinions: one is for the imperial physician to prescribe an antidote, and the other is to take the antidote left behind by the second imperial concubine.

The imperial physicians need time to prepare the antidote, and Xie Yan might not be able to wait, as he is now near death.

Then some people worried that the medicine left behind by Xue Qingning was poisonous and would hasten Xie Yan's death.

Just as everyone was arguing, someone spotted Shen Nanzi.

"Princess Consort Jing, you should decide!"

"Yes! Princess Consort Jing, you make the decision, otherwise Prince Jing may only have half an hour left."

Although they all knew that she and Prince Jing had a strained relationship, they were still husband and wife after all.

She made a choice: even if Xie Yan died in the end, it wouldn't be the fault of these people; they were just a bunch of old palace women who were afraid to take responsibility.

Shen Nanzi led Cheng'er into the room. Xie Yan was lying on the bed, his face pale and there was blood around his mouth.

His chest rose and fell slightly, his breath was faint, as if he were about to die at any moment.

How long will it take to prepare the antidote?

The imperial physicians stammered, "The timing is uncertain. We've only identified two types of poison so far, and the identity of the third is still unknown."

Thinking of her brother's death, she didn't want him to live for even a moment longer.

If she were to kill him with her own hands, she would have to bear the stigma of murdering her husband.

His death was both reasonable and justifiable, saving him a lot of trouble.

Aside from not being entirely aboveboard, there's nothing wrong with it.

Just as she hesitated, Xie Chengze's small hand broke free from hers and he walked to the bedside.

His small hands were folded together, covering his nose, leaving only his eyes visible.

Shen Nanzi was slightly startled as Cheng'er began to identify her.

He already had the answer in his heart; he was now confirming it.

Xie Chengze stared at Xie Yan for a long time, his small body turned away from her, so the expression in his eyes could not be seen.

After a while, he stood up, turned to Shen Nanzi and said, "Mother, have the imperial physicians prepare the antidote. Use the ready-made antidote immediately."

Shen Nanzi knew that Cheng'er already had the answer in his heart, and that this person was also related to him.

Shen Nanzi pulled Xie Chengze outside.

Standing at the foot of the palace wall, he asked, "Is it absolutely necessary to save him? If we save him, we'll be in a lot of trouble!"

“When he was Prince Jing, he treated me badly, but when he was Yunxiao, he saved me many times.”

"Your son did not save Prince Jing, but Yunxiao."

Shen Nanzi looked at Xie Chengze and knew the inner conflict in his heart. If Xie Yan had always been Prince Jing, Cheng'er would have wished for his death, just like her.

"If he lives, he will still be Prince Jing, and I am willing to fight him to the death in a fair and square battle."

"Are you not bothered by what the Second Princess Consort said on the city wall just now?"

Xie Chengze shook his head: "Mother said that I am the son of Prince Jing, and I do not believe anything others say."

Shen Nanzi patted Xie Chengze's head, "Good boy, you can distinguish right from wrong."