Chapter 490 Quartz Revenge

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Seeing that the snow was a bit heavy, Xiang Qian took an umbrella from the carriage and held it for the princess. He smiled like a dog and said, "Princess, I have come here to discuss something with you, but it's a bit difficult." Open your mouth..."

"Speak directly if you have anything to say. If you continue to use official talk, I'll get in."

"...Then let me tell you the truth, Princess, please take Prince Nansang away, I can't bear it!"

After the beginning, the rest of the words are easy to say. Xiang Qianlai felt so true that I wanted to cry, "Since you put such a big Buddha in my small yamen, no one in the entire border town yamen dares to sleep peacefully. , I’m afraid that an unsuspecting person will be kidnapped. If you blame him later, all the people in the Yamen will lose their heads! This burden is really heavy! I beg you, Princess, can you just take the person away? If you don’t want to Bring Prince Nansang to the place of exile, or you can send him to the Changjing Heavenly Prison! There are people guarding these two places that are impregnable, so it is perfect for imprisoning important hostages!"

Xiang Qian's heart is full of sorrow. He is now so anxious that he can't even close his eyes at night. The dark circles under his eyes have grown to his chin!

He really wants to stay in peace and contentment until the age of retirement, provided that he can survive until then.

But the princess's visit was like throwing a hot potato into his hand. He took it hard and spent every day worrying about his own life. He didn't know that one day his head would be cut off in his sleep. I could never see the sun again the next day.

That's the prince of Nansang Kingdom!

Can Nan Sang send someone to rescue?

Once someone comes, he will bear the brunt of Qian's head!

Thinking of this, Xiang Qian became even more sad, and two tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

From the princess's family to the place of exile, he finally realized how difficult it is to be an official!

"..." Tianbao looked at his grief-stricken parents, and the corners of his mouth twitched invisibly, "How is Yan Changkong's condition?"

"This... Princess, please continue to tell me the truth? Yan Changkong is an important hostage. Naturally, the Yamen does not dare to treat you lightly. The meals are delivered on time every day, and small requests are met as much as possible. However, the Nansang Prince is quite arrogant. He has not eaten for two days. Yes. This is one of the reasons why the official is here today. Yan Changkong asked the princess to deliver a message. He wants to see you. He won't eat until you go to see him."

Tianbao heard this, and without much embarrassment to Xiang Qian, he told his family and took the government carriage directly to the border town government office with Xiang Qian.

The yamen cell was cold and dim, and contained many prisoners.

Because of his status as Prince Nansang, Yan Changkong received preferential treatment and was given a separate cell. The cell was fully covered with bedding and was fairly clean and tidy.

When Tianbao arrived, he was sitting on the wooden bed, his whole body half-submerged in the shadows. He was still wearing the dark red prince's court dress that he wore during the Nansang ceremony.

A piece of clothing that had not been replaced for so long had become wrinkled and stained.

The man also became much thinner, his chin was sharpened, and his face was haggard and pale.

Even so, Yan Changkong still sat upright, maintaining the demeanor of a member of the royal family, and there was no trace of depression or decadence between his brows.

The two looked at each other through the iron railings. Yan Changkong raised his lips and smiled at the beautiful girl, "Miss Su, you are here."

The jailer opened the cell door and Tianbao stepped in and stood in front of him, "You went on a hunger strike and threatened to see me. Do you want me to take you away?"

"Miss Su is indeed smart. Since I am a hostage, you should take me with you. Only in this way can accidents be avoided, what do you think?"

"I don't agree, and you won't really starve yourself to death."

"The defense of the Yamen is full of loopholes, and I may be taken away by others at any time. I guess at this time, the people who want me are not only Nansang, but also other countries. The news that Nansang has magic weapons has been spread, right? Catch it. I, not to mention many benefits, can at least exchange for a magic weapon. This is a great temptation for all countries. Miss Su is really so confident that she can guard against all kinds of schemes to keep me here. here?"

Tianbao raised his eyebrows, "Whether you are in my hands or the hands of another country, you are a hostage. Being taken away by another country, Nan Sang has greater hope of rescuing you, but you insist on following me and doing the opposite, thinking Become a monster."

Yan Changkong smiled softly and asked, "Miss Su, are you scared?"

"The provoking method is of no use to me."

The girl was calm and rational. Yan Changkong's hands hidden under his sleeves quietly curled up. The result was as he expected, but he still couldn't restrain his disappointment.

After a moment, he leaned back against the cold wall, closed his eyes and smiled bitterly, "I just don't want to stay in the cold place here. It was quite good to lie in the cabin of the ship before."

Although I couldn't get out of bed or leave the small room, I could hear the group of people talking and laughing every day. It was quite lively and relaxing.

There was a sound of footsteps in the cell.

He didn't open his eyes.

I thought the girl was leaving.

Unexpectedly, his lips suddenly tightened, and something with a slightly bitter herbal taste was forced into his mouth.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the girl was right in front of him, with a dull expression, "My legs are healed, let's walk on our own."

After that, she turned around and headed out.

Yan Changkong was stunned for a while, and when he came to his senses, he immediately got out of bed and followed him, feeling a long-lost joy in his heart.

"Miss Su, what you gave me just now was poison, right?"

"Um."

"That's to prevent me from escaping or causing trouble. How long will it take for the poison to take effect?"

"Three days."

"It doesn't matter, Miss Su won't let me die in three days. Where will I be sent next? The place of exile?"

Sweet babies shouldn’t.

Too lazy to talk nonsense.

When the two walked out of the Yamen, Xiang Qian came to see them off in person. After watching them get on the carriage and disappear at the other end of the street, Xiang Qian cried with joy.

The carriage passed through the inner city gate and headed straight to the place of exile.

Tianbao took the person back to Tubei Village and threw him in the yard next door, specially asking Quartz to guard him.

The Su family heard the noise and ran over. As soon as they entered the yard, they saw Quartz pressing down on a strange young man and pulling the hair off his head one by one.

Su family, "..."

Yan Changkong, "..."

I can't believe it!

"Miss Su!" He struggled under Quartz's hand and said.

The girl leaned against the door and took the glutinous rice cake specially baked by Bai Yu so that the skin was charred and fragrant. Without raising her eyes, she said, "You can be an emperor even if you are bald."

Yan Changkong, "..."

The young girls watching the excitement under the eaves of the main hall laughed particularly wildly.

"Hahaha! You will know who the culprit is at this glance! Prince Yan, was it you who caused the injury on Quartz's head?"

"That's right! Quartz, take revenge and retaliate in your own way!"

"You don't want to be treated to a nice and clean place in the yamen. You insist on tossing it. You want to come here and suffer the consequences. This is what you asked for!"

"Quartz, be gentle, don't pull it out all at once, pull it out a little bit every day, and the longer you pull it out, the more it will grow!"

Quartz seemed to understand, looked at the small piece of scalp exposed on the enemy's head, and stopped.

Pull out another piece tomorrow.

Yan Changkong tried his best to look up at her, his eyes even more unbelievable.