The Self-cultivation of a Salted Fish Concubine

Chapter 184: Accept your fate? Don’t accept your fate?

Concubine Lu said in embarrassment: "Sister Xie's method is good, but I want to ask the prince to spare Ping An. Even if I can see Ping An through my plea, it will be of no use..."

Before she could finish, Concubine Lu seemed to understand something and her expression suddenly changed.

Her lips gradually turned pale, and her voice became weaker and weaker: "Sister Xie, what you mean is... Ping An can't get out of the dungeon?"

Concubine Xie's intention was clearly to suggest that she go directly to see Ping An for the last time and not to make any unnecessary struggles.

Concubine Lu was not stupid. After she understood what he said, she also understood the implication of Xie Run's words.

King Jing wants Ping An's life and wants him to die with the crime on his shoulders!

She tried to put on a smile, "Maybe... there's still a chance?"

Xie Run lowered his eyes and looked at her. Thinking of Fang Yuaner's plan, he sighed, "If you want to see her, go earlier."

If you go too late, you might miss the chance.

Concubine Lu still didn't give up, but she also carefully considered Xie Run's opinion.

After a long moment of contemplation, Concubine Lu agreed, "I will listen to Sister Xie and go see Ping An first... Perhaps Ping An will have evidence in his hands?"

Even though she knew it was impossible.

If there really was evidence, Ping An wouldn't have been thrown into the dungeon without a single word to defend himself.

Xie Run looked at Concubine Lu's back as she left and couldn't help but sigh.

After the figure disappeared, Dan Tao asked, "Master, are you sighing? Do you think Concubine Lu shouldn't have gone to plead for mercy?"

"No. I'm just worried." Xie Run's eyes were filled with anxiety. "Fang Yuan'er's move must be intended to kill Wan Linlang. But the number of people killed now is not enough..."

"But if something happens to someone of considerable importance... Ping An will undoubtedly die!"

If someone of importance died, how could King Jing not vent his anger on this girl whose guilt was proven?

When Dan Tao heard the words "heavy enough", she immediately thought of the fourth young master in Concubine An's courtyard.

His eyes widened instantly, and he whispered, "This... can't be?"

Xie Run: "I don't know either. Just wait and see, there will be news soon..."

Concubine Lu listened to Xie Run's advice and went to the front yard to ask to see King Jing.

Following Xie Run's instructions, she did not plead for Ping An, but only cried out about the deep sisterly love and her desire to see Ping An. It would be best if she could get some useful information from Ping An.

King Jing agreed.

Led by the guards, Concubine Lu walked through the narrow passage and saw Ping An, who was covered in scars and dying. She felt inexplicably heavy in her chest.

Hearing the noise, Ping'an opened his eyes with difficulty.

Through the dim light, Concubine Lu's face gradually became clear, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

She asked numbly, "Why are you here?"

Concubine Lu sneered: "She is as cheap as you are. She will not be content until she has sold her life for that man for the rest of her life."

Concubine Lu has always been sarcastic about Ping An's loyalty to Concubine An.

Ping An always listened in silence.

Concubine Lu felt it was boring and suddenly said, "I know you are not afraid of death."

"Now that the evidence is irrefutable, all the evidence points to you. If you can't produce evidence to clear your name, you will surely die!"

"If you are charged with the crime of murdering the Fifth Young Master, do you think she can be clean?"

"Now she hides in her room all day, feeling uneasy, afraid that the prince will vent his anger on her because of you."

If it were in the past, Concubine Lu would definitely take the opportunity to sow discord.

But seeing Ping An half-dead, she suddenly felt that there was no point in saying those words.

Ping An was silent for a moment before he said, "I don't have any evidence, but if it wasn't me, I won't admit it!"

Concubine Lu was so disappointed that she gritted her teeth and said, "What's the point of you just denying it?!"

"You need to produce evidence to prove that someone else is framing you!"

"Even if you can't find any evidence, as long as you find the loopholes left by the people who framed you, that would prove your innocence, right?!"

Who wouldn't just cry out that they're being wronged?!

Is it useful? No!

Ping An fell silent again.

Concubine Lu was so angry that she almost died. She laughed in anger: "I understand."

"You are probably only concerned about your master, and are you prepared to die rather than surrender?"

Seeing Ping'an's expression, Concubine Lu knew that she had guessed right.

She didn't know what expression to use to look at Ping An.

"Stupid, stubborn!"

"Do you think that if you die, Concubine An will no longer be implicated in this matter?"

"You belong to her. If you die in that dungeon, to put it nicely, it's called refusing to surrender. To put it bluntly, it's called refusing to confess, which is an even greater crime!"

"Why do you think the prince won't vent his anger on her?"

Concubine Lu still felt a little guilty about speaking ill of King Jing in front of his people.

She couldn't help but glance at Jing Wu in the dark.

Seeing that Jing Wu had no expression, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Ping An finally listened to Concubine Lu's words, but her voice was hoarse and soft. "I can't find any evidence... The other party has been planning this for a long time and didn't give me a chance to explain."

"The only loophole is probably the person who met with Yuezhi and instructed her to add the tapioca starch."

"This person isn't me, so it must be someone else pretending to be me..."

During his time in the dungeon, Ping An also carefully studied the loopholes in this case.

After much thought, there is only one way to break the deadlock.

"Unless I can find someone who pretends to be me and meets Yuezhi, otherwise... I can't explain it."

Concubine Lu also fell silent.

Since the other party dared to set up this plan, they must have already arranged the whereabouts of the disguised person, making it impossible for them to find him.

So, this game is still a dead end.

Concubine Lu couldn't help but said angrily, "Everyone knows you're innocent! If you can't explain yourself, then go beg, cry... At least try to struggle a little instead of accepting your fate like a dead fish!"

"Do you think you're showing your loyalty to Concubine An by refusing to admit it? In fact, you're the one who's harming her!"

Ping An said in a hoarse voice: "You are right."

And then, there was no more words.

This has always been the way the two of them get along, and Concubine Lu has nothing to say.

She took a deep breath and said, "While you're in the dungeon, think carefully about the loopholes in this matter... I will try my best to beg the prince."

Before coming, Concubine Lu still held out hope, wanting King Jing to release Ping An.

But after coming here, she clearly realized that Concubine Xie was right.

Unless evidence is found, King Jing will not let Ping An go no matter who comes to plead for him.

Now the only thing she could do was to ask King Jing to let Ping An live longer, or to search for evidence to give Ping An a glimmer of hope.

Concubine Lu came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

The dungeon returned to darkness.

A gloomy and terrifying atmosphere enveloped Ping An.

Ping'an sat there in a daze. Even though mice were flying around and crawling over her, she didn't react at all.

She actually listened to what Concubine Lu said.

Just as Concubine Lu understands Ping An and Concubine An, Ping An also understands Concubine Lu very well.

Knowing that Concubine Lu came to the dungeon for her own good, she was afraid that she had put a lot of effort into getting this opportunity.

Concubine Lu’s words lingered in Ping’an’s ears.

She thought for a moment and murmured, "To die rather than surrender is but a desperate resistance... The prince will still vent his anger on the master."

"I am innocent, and my master is also innocent. I would be fine if I died, but I cannot harm my master..."

It murmured for a long time until the surroundings returned to dead silence.

Ping'an bit his finger and silently wrote a few words on the ground.

After a while, she took off her belt, wrapped it around the dungeon pillar, and tied it around her neck.