113: Chapter 113 Living Better Than You: The General Male Supporting Character 31 [An Qi, the Official, Owes 6 Chapters]

Separated by the threshold, Xuanyuan Zhan finally snapped as Nan Li repeated over and over, "Meng Zhu is not dead yet."

"He is dead. I said he is dead. His coffin is at the Generals Mansion. But Nan Li, don't even think about seeing him again. Even if it's just his corpse, I will not allow it."

"Heh, you cannot deceive me. As long as he is alive, that is enough; I do not need to see him."

"Ahhhhh! Why! Why is it him in your heart!"

With bloodshot eyes, Xuanyuan Zhan pounded on the palace door like a madman.

"Ever since I saw you at your coming-of-age ceremony, I have loved you. I have now become the Emperor, the most noble man under heaven! It was all so you would look at me! But why have your eyes never held me?"

He laughed hysterically, his laughter filled with twisted pleasure and endless sorrow.

Yet, Nan Li's expression remained calm, looking at him as if he were a stranger.

It was as if, having confirmed that Meng Zhu was not dead, she cared about nothing else.

This sight stung Xuanyuan Zhan even more.

He suddenly broke into a morbid smile.

"You don't believe he is dead? Heh, hehe, hahaha!"

"I tell you, he is doomed. Do you want to know how he died? It is all thanks to you."

Nan Li's eyes flickered, but she did not easily take the bait.

Xuanyuan Zhan continued, lost in his own words.

"He is doomed. I had someone send him a letter in your name, a letter soaked in the exotic Western Region poison, 'Soul-Breaking Incense'! It is colorless and odorless, and one is infected the moment they touch it. Within a month, even a celestial being would find it hard to save him. If I weren't worried that the war wouldn't end within a month, I would have wanted him to die immediately."

"Ha, it is the same now. No one in this world can save him. In a month, he will not be able to return to the capital at all."

Boom!

As these words were spoken, Nan Li felt a loud roar in her head. She felt as if she had been struck by lightning. The phoenix hairpin in her hand fell to the ground with a "clang," and all her strength was drained away, leaving her collapsing to the floor.

Watching the desperate figure inside the door, while Xuanyuan Zhan tasted a hint of the pleasure of revenge, a more intense jealousy and sorrow welled up in his heart.

He stumbled back two steps, and finally turned and left, looking utterly dejected.

Inside the palace, Nan Li sat frozen for who knows how long.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, she scrambled up like a madwoman and shouted toward the door: "Bai Ling, Bai Ling, where are you?"

The little maid rushed over, helped Nan Li up, and asked anxiously: "Miss, Bai Ling is here, I am here."

In the palace, the only person who dared not address Nan Li as "Your Ladyship" was Bai Ling, who had followed her since childhood.

Nan Li leaned against her, her nails digging deep into her palms. "Bai Ling, go find my mother. Meng Zhu is not dead yet, but Xuanyuan Zhan claims the coffin is placed at the Generals Mansion. He is doing this for Nan Jin. Tell my mother to find a way to let Nan Jin know about this, to stop her from doing anything foolish."

"Go! Go quickly!" She used all her remaining strength to push Bai Ling away.

Bai Ling was at a loss, but she could only look at Nan Li with worry before resolutely turning and leaving.

[Seeing this was indeed the right choice, oh my god, what has the male lead become?]

[The big villain, oh the big villain, driven mad by unrequited love.]

[He spoke so definitively; if we couldn't switch perspectives, we would have really believed him.]

[It's a good thing Meng Zhu accidentally heard about this poison years ago and knew of a divine doctor who could cure it, so he has already secretly gone to seek treatment.]

[To be honest, it's a bit cliché, a bit too many coincidences.]

[What's wrong with that? Why don't you call it fate?]

[Sigh, Meng Zhu was still not thorough enough; he had no guard against letters sent to Nan Li.]

[Actually, Meng Zhu was poisoned very early on, and he insisted on finishing the war before seeking treatment. I feel like he's too confident; isn't he afraid of things going wrong?]

[It won't go wrong at all. Meng Zhu knew early on that Xuanyuan Zhan would cause trouble, and if he wanted to get rid of him, it would most likely be through poison.]

[That's why he started learning about all the exotic poisons in this world early on and exploring the cures.]

[He discovered the poison in that letter before he even got hit by it, but he didn't say anything; he did it on purpose.]

[And with Meng Zhu's current internal energy cultivation, he can suppress that poison for a year or a half without any problem.]

[But for the sake of the movie's appeal and drama, these truths are not worth mentioning to outsiders.]

[He is now constantly paying attention to the barrage, and the only thing he cares about is Nan Jin's movements.]

[He just hopes that his assurance before leaving can make Nan Jin feel a bit more at ease and not act impulsively.]

[By the way, Nan Li was also super amazing today; not only did she make Xuanyuan Zhan snap, but she also obtained the important information that Meng Zhu is not dead.]

[Do you think this information can be delivered to Shuntian Prefecture?]

[Hard to say. The subordinates are untrustworthy now; they all think Meng Zhu is dead, and who knows if their loyalties are wavering.]

[Sigh, let's hope so. I feel like Nan Jin is about to break.]

At this moment, a large portion of the barrage audience was mainly gathered at Shuntian Prefecture; like Meng Zhu, they were worried about Nan Jin's state.

At that time, in Nan Jin's residence. "Madam..."

"Get out! Get out!"

Nan Jin was throwing a tantrum in her room, smashing another vase.

Her eyes were bloodshot, but there was no sadness, only a body full of malice, like a vengeful ghost.

"If you bring me that news again to disgust me, all of you, get out!"

Outside the door, a group of maids gathered together, their faces full of worry.

They were not afraid; Nan Jin was just taking it out on the vases.

"Big Sister, it's one thing for Madam to throw a tantrum, but she isn't eating or drinking. What are we going to do?"

Xiao Cui could not answer them and could only remain silent.

Outsiders only thought that Nan Jin's temper meant she didn't believe the rumors at all.

But only Xiao Cui knew that Nan Jin already believed it in her heart; she just refused to admit it.

After a while, a steward came to report. Xiao Cui listened, nodded, and walked toward the room.

Hesitating for a moment outside the door, she didn't knock and pushed the door open to enter. "Madam, Xiao Cui is coming in."

Nan Jin sat at the vanity, her back to her, saying nothing.

"Madam, please eat something. If you fall ill before the General returns, what will you do?"

Nan Jin remained motionless after hearing this. After a long while, she spoke again. "Xiao Cui, what does the new news say?"

Xiao Cui hesitated for a moment and pursed her lips. "Madam, news has come from the capital saying... saying that the General's coffin has arrived in the capital and has been placed at the Generals Mansion."

As soon as these words were spoken, Nan Jin in the mirror suddenly opened her eyes. Her bloodshot eyes looked exceptionally eerie.

Xiao Cui looked at her through the mirror, like a demoness in the mirror, inexplicably sending a chill down one's spine.

"Have the stewards of Yanyu Pavilion arrived?" After a two-second pause, Xiao Cui realized Nan Jin was asking her and quickly replied. "Yes, Steward Cheng just came to report that they have all arrived."

Taking a deep breath, Nan Jin closed her eyes and opened them again, but she still couldn't suppress the malice in her heart. "Let's go, go see those stewards. Tell them to prepare food for me; I will eat when I return."

"Yes, yes, yes, Xiao Cui will go arrange it right away." Regardless, eating was always a good thing. If she didn't eat, how many days could a person hold on?