Villain, be good! I'm here to give birth to a baby [Quick Wear]

Yang Li began to explain to Lin Qingyan the reasons why he decided to enter the palace, and also explained why he always took the blame for others later on.

He knew that he would die sooner or later, so he didn't care about his reputation at all.

The last words of the letter are:

[Yan'er, I don't want to die, I just want my life to have some meaning.]

Tears dripped on the word "death".

Lin Qingyan didn't hold the paper firmly in her hand, and it fell lightly to the ground.

She bent down with some difficulty to pick it up and put it on the desk, where there was another letter, but she didn't know who it was for.

Lin Qingyan opened it.

There was only a piece of paper inside, with few words written on it.

【I love my wife. 】

【Until death.】

There are many creases on this piece of paper, as well as traces of being crumpled and burned.

But the handwriting on it was definitely written by Yang Li.

Lin Qingyan thought of the letter Yang Li had written to her before, which he had taken back and burned.

Is he going to burn this letter too?

Then why wasn't it burned?

Lin Qingyan looked at them silently for a while, then she found a tinderbox and burned both letters.

This letter should not be kept.

She recalled Yang Li's cough yesterday... Maybe she should respect his choice.

Yang Li was right, he was doing useless work.

I had misjudged this crane from the beginning. It was not a grey crane.

Grey crane represents longevity.

Gray eyes represent a short life.

She suddenly understood Li Tong's comment about him in her previous life: [He is also a person who falsely calls himself a grey crane.]

How can a short-lived person dare to call himself a gray crane?

Lin Qingyan didn't know how she walked out of the study. She only knew that she was holding her breath and felt indescribable discomfort. She walked aimlessly in a daze.

Unconsciously, she walked under the plum tree. She looked at the bare plum tree, stood there for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

Many things that she hadn't figured out before suddenly became clear at this moment, and she started crying while laughing.

Yang Li's words appeared in her mind again.

"So Yan'er, please respect my decision, okay?"

There was no one guarding the study room now, and Wang Lian asked her to go to the study room to get the letter. This must have been Yang Li's instruction.

Now Yang Li...I'm afraid something has happened to him.

Lin Qingyan touched the plum tree and realized for the first time that she had not actually saved it.

Suddenly, a little eunuch ran towards her from a distance.

"Miss Lin, Miss Lin, I was sent by Lord Yang Li to pick you up. I didn't see you at the original place, so I came in."

Lin Qingyan looked at him, feeling mixed emotions in her heart. She picked up a branch, dipped it in the water beside the plum tree and wrote on the ground.

[Where is Jiu Qian Sui now? 】

The young eunuch scratched his head and said, "I heard that the young emperor suddenly fell seriously ill, and King Liang took people to lock him up."

"But don't worry, he's just being held temporarily, and there's no evidence to prove that it was done by the Ninth Thousand Years Old."

Lin Qingyan closed her eyes and wrote: [Please wait a moment, father-in-law. I'm going to get something from my room.]

The young eunuch nodded and waited for her obediently.

Now that the Nine Thousand Year Old Man is imprisoned, it is easier to take people away from the Eunuch Palace.

After Lin Qingyan came out, she followed the young eunuch out of the eunuch palace, and Yang Li was waiting outside to meet them.

As soon as he saw Lin Qingyan, Yang Li couldn't help asking, "Why are you so slow? By the way, do you know what my brother did yesterday? Why did King Liang suddenly send someone to arrest him today? And he said it was all thanks to me?"

Yang Li's head was full of questions. He clearly didn't do anything. At most, he just asked Lin Qingyan to ask her brother to leave the palace to see their grandmother.

It happened so suddenly that he was completely unable to react.

Don’t mention him. Lin Qingyan herself didn’t react, so she shook her head to indicate that she didn’t know either.

Yang Li came back very late last night and only talked about what happened between Li Li and the King of Qi. She also didn't know why the little emperor suddenly fell ill today.

Yang Li got into the car with her and asked a lot of questions along the way, providing a lot of useful information, which made Lin Qingyan understand how many things Yang Li had hidden from her.

"I heard from Prince Liang that I provided some useful information, but I had no idea. My brother was suddenly arrested today. They said that my brother stayed in the little emperor's bedroom for a long time last night and might have drugged the little emperor."

"And grandma died not long after my brother left yesterday. Did my brother say something to grandma? And what happened to my brother's eyes?"

"I asked my uncle, and he just told me not to think too much, saying that it was my brother's retribution. I know my brother did do something wrong, but I don't want him to die. But I don't know how to save him. I feel like many of you are hiding something from me. Can you tell me something?"

Yang Li really didn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark. No one wanted him to know. He vaguely felt that his brother was helping him, but his brother refused to admit it and he had no clues.

There were pens, ink, paper and inkstone in the carriage for Lin Qingyan to write.

However, Lin Qingyan's answers to him were very concise.

【do not know. 】

[I really don’t know.]

[I don’t know what you are talking about.]

But Yang Li didn't believe it: "You must know more than me, how could you not know anything?"

Lin Qingyan wrote: [I can’t help it if you don’t believe me. I really don’t know anything. ]

So Yang Li asked, "Then why did you see King Liang?"

Lin Qingyan wrote: [You don’t need to know. ]

Yang Li: “…”

Lin Qingyan continued to write: [This is a deal between us, you have no right to question me. ]

Yang Li: "Okay."

He will ask King Liang when the time comes.

……

Arrived at the agreed location.

Lin Qingyan met King Liang. This was not the first time she met this man, but he seemed more mature and stable than the last time she met him.

King Liang recognized her, and after Yang Li left, he asked, "Did you come to me on purpose to provide me with evidence of Yang Li's evil deeds?"

Now that Yang Li was imprisoned, many people defected to him, and he thought Lin Qingyan came for this reason as well.

However, Lin Qingyan shook her head and wrote: [I would like to ask you to let me meet Yang Li.]

Yang Li is no longer the high and mighty Nine Thousand Year Old, and there is no need for her to address him respectfully in front of King Liang.

King Liang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Well, for Yang Li's sake, I will have someone take you to see him."

Because before Lin Qingyan came, Yang Li had told him that he should try his best to meet her requirements, as a way of repaying the favor he owed Yang Li when he was in Yezhou.

What's more, this request was not excessive, it was so simple that it surprised him.

So when Lin Qingyan and the others were about to leave, he couldn't help but ask: "You really don't have anything else to say to me?"

Lin Qingyan shook her head, followed the group and left, going to where Yang Li was.

……

Heaven Prison.

“Cough, cough, cough… cough, cough, cough, cough!”

Yang Li was locked up inside, still wearing the same grey clothes with a white cloth covering his eyes. He didn't look injured, but he kept coughing and seemed to be in great pain.

When she got closer, Lin Qingyan saw the bloodstains on the cuffs of his gray shirt.

"Miss Lin, do you want to go in and see him?" asked the servant who was leading the way kindly.

Lin Qingyan nodded, and the servant showed the token of Prince Liang's Mansion to the jailer, and took the key to open the prison door.

Yang Li, who was sitting inside, heard the noise, raised his head, and said with a pale face: "Yan'er, is it you?"

Lin Qingyan walked in, touched his face, and handed a piece of paper to the servant behind her: [I want to be alone with him for a while, okay? ]

The servant nodded, and he went out. To prevent Lin Qingyan from taking people out, he closed the cell door again and said to her, "Miss Lin, if you are done talking later, bang on the cell door and I will come over to open it for you."

Lin Qingyan nodded, and the man turned and left.

In the cell, Yang Li touched Lin Qingyan's arm and sighed, "Sorry, I didn't plan to come in so early, but something unexpected happened..."

Lin Qingyan nodded to show that she understood, because in her previous life, Yang Li did not murder the little emperor, nor was he imprisoned for murdering the little emperor. This was indeed an accident, but no one knew how this accident happened.

She wrote on Yangli: [I respect your choice, but I want you to promise me one thing.]

"what's up?"

As soon as Yang Li asked the question, something like a pill was stuffed into his hand.

He asked, "What is this?"

Lin Qingyan wrote while crying silently.

【It's useless.】

But please eat it.