Xiao Jin stood aside and watched.
She indeed felt that Rong Lian's words were extremely sincere, even a bit hurtful.
However, Nan Jin still smiled and looked at Rong Lian, asking, "Why?"
Rong Lian remained silent.
After a moment, Rong Lian raised her hand and pointed to the nameless sword on the wall. "I like this sword not only because it gives me a familiar feeling, but also because it is sharp and straight, and won't be easily stained by blood and mud."
Nan Jin smiled thoughtfully. "So, you like things that are upright and clean. But what if one day, this sword also gets stained with mud and you can't wash it clean?"
Rong Lian replied, "Then I will break it."
Nan Jin frowned. "But earlier, didn't you say that you liked it? Why are you so eager to destroy it once it gets dirty?"
Rong Lian remained calm. "Although I am not clear about the origin of this sword, seeing it as all white and its blue light, I think it must be a good sword, which is why I have come to love it."
"But if one day, it becomes stained with mud and falls into the dust, not to mention the real owner of this sword, even if this sword has a soul, it would rather be a broken sword than become what it hates."
After hearing Rong Lian's words, Nan Jin sobered up from her drink.
She realized that she had done something very foolish, because even if the moon in the sky fell into the bowl, it would only reflect a false illusion.
The moon was still the moon in the sky, and the bowl was still a bowl for holding water.
Thinking of this, Nan Jin's lips curved slightly, lifting a mocking smile.
She reached out and stroked Rong Lian's cold face, "So it's better to be broken jade than complete pottery, isn't it?"
"Miss Shen Rong Lian, I hope that when that day truly comes, you will still think the same way."
...
After Nan Jin sobered up, she felt that she had played for too long, and she herself had almost fallen into the play.
At this moment, Nan Jin remembered her original intention.
She had allowed Consort Ning to send Rong Lian to Jianjia Building because she wanted to see this person fall into the dust, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.
But now, things had changed.
Shen Rong Lian had not changed.
She still kept Shen Lang's sword and arrogantly said that she liked that kind of sword and that kind of person.
Nan Jin sighed with regret as she spoke to Ling Shiyi, "If Shen San did not succumb to my seduction and did not become like me, then what use is there for me to keep her?"
Ling Shiyi nodded, "Shen San had no use in the first place."
Satisfied with the agreement of her subordinates, Nan Jin asked about another matter, "I heard that after Consort Ning gave birth to a prince, the emperor intends to let her enter the main palace. What do you think?"
Ling Shiyi frowned and answered cautiously, "In my opinion, Consort Ning's power in the palace is growing stronger day by day. Being proclaimed empress by the emperor was also expected... But in recent years, Consort Ning's actions have been too ambitious, and it seems that she has extended her hand to Qi Country. She says she has no ulterior motives, but it's hard to believe."
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