Yan Jingxuan was not asleep yet. He was sitting on a chair thinking about what happened today. It was clear that his life experience was very secret. How did the little eunuch know about it?
It's a pity that now he is trapped here and cannot contact Xiao Chengyi.
Just as he was thinking about it, the door to the palace suddenly opened with a bang. Yan Jingxuan came back to his senses and looked up to see Xuan Ying walking in, holding a food box in his hand.
Yan Jingxuan curled his lips and said, "Commander Xuan is so kind to bring me midnight snacks, is he sending me on my way?"
Xuan Ying looked at him with a somewhat regretful tone: "The prince is a smart man."
Yan Jingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and sat on the chair calmly and looked at him: "Let me guess your plan. In fact, you have betrayed His Majesty a long time ago and switched to someone else, right?"
Xuan Ying's eyes moved, acquiescing to his words, he lowered his head and took out the food and put it on the table.
Yan Jingxuan continued: "Your master should not be King Jing. You sent me on my way in such a hurry because you want to blame King Jing and the Queen. Am I right?"
Xuan Ying did not reply to his words, but said: "Your sister Yan Ruoling is in my hands. If you don't want anything to happen to her, you'd better follow my instructions."
Yan Jingxuan's face darkened after hearing these words. He clenched his hands and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't hurt her."
Xuan Ying shrugged: "It depends on your performance." He picked up a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed it on the table in front of Yan Jingxuan: "Write."
Yan Jingxuan asked: "What to write?"
Xuan Ying stood aside and reminded: "Of course it is a suicide note. As long as you admit that you murdered His Majesty, I will let your sister go. I, Xuan Ying, will do what I say and will never break my promise."
"Hahaha."
Yan Jingxuan laughed twice, shaking his head with a sad look on his face: "I never thought that I, Yan Jingxuan, would be today. But before you die, can you tell me who the master you are truly loyal to is?"
Xuan Ying glanced at him: "Don't you know?"
Yan Jingxuan was stunned for a moment: "It's really him. I really underestimated him."
He took the pen from Xuan Ying's hand resignedly and said: "I have one more request. Princess Jiahe, Princess Huihe and my sister, please let them live and don't hurt them."
Xuan Ying nodded and said, "I promise you."
After Yan Jingxuan heard this, he felt relieved. He picked up a pen and started writing on the paper. After a while, he had written a suicide note. He put the pen down and asked him, "Is this satisfactory?"
Xuan Ying checked what he had written and saw that there was nothing wrong with it, so he put it away: "Your Highness, please have a meal. I have prepared the best wine for you."
Yan Jingxuan glanced at the dishes on the table: "Go away. I know how to drink this wine, just to keep my dignity. Tomorrow, you can collect the corpse for me."
"That's fine."
Xuan Ying knew that he could no longer make any waves. In fact, he admired Yan Jingxuan and thought that he was very suitable for the position of prince. But it was a pity that their positions were different, so they were destined to become old enemies.
He stopped staying and turned around to leave. The moment the door closed, he looked back and saw Yan Jingxuan sitting on the table holding a glass of wine.
The door was closed and the room was quiet.
Yan Jingxuan held the glass of wine and recalled his life. If he had not met Xiao Chengyi, he might have died as miserably as in his previous life.
But he still had to let Xiao Chengyi down in the end, because he failed to keep the country he had given him.
However, this is okay, he can go see his Chu Chu.
Yan Jingxuan took a deep breath, then picked up the glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp, murmuring: "Chu Chu, I'm here."