Chapter 1705： Do you know the meaning of a thousand dollars without a promise?

Just before she passed a door.

Sudden!

A hand stretched out from inside and pulled her directly in.

The door also closed suddenly in the next moment.

In the darkness, Jin Nu panted heavily.

Someone pressed her mouth!

"Don't be nervous, it's me!"

It turned out to be Ling Qingge's voice.

For some reason, Jin Nu's vigilant nerves relaxed a little at this moment.

Ling Qingge took her hand: "Don't talk, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, go to my room, they dare not come!"

She first tore off her own dress and tied Jinnu's shoulders.

Afterwards, he took her through the window, avoided the chasing prince's dark guard, and returned to her room.

In the warmth of the candle, Ling Qingge saw Jin Nu's face pale and blood stained.

She frowned, her eyes solemn: "My brother let someone do something to you, didn't he? He wanted to kill you?"

Jin Nu's eyes were full of gloom, and she pursed her pale lips.

"The slaves failed to do what His Royal Highness ordered, and should be punished."

Ling Qingge angered him and said, "This is not punishment, he wants your life!"

"What you didn't do well, could it be that you stole the copybook given by the tenth prince from me, but I didn't expect that the handwriting was not your own, was it?"

Jin Nu bit her lower lip, she lowered her head, and hummed slowly.

"His Royal Highness thinks that it was the slave servant who didn't inquire clearly and ruined his business."

Originally, when Ling Qingge heard Gu Ziliao say that, she still refused to believe that Yun Linzhou ordered it.

After all, what good would it do for him, a dignified Prince Xi Li?

Ling Qingge looked at Jin Nu: "So, the dispute between the Western Regions and Daqi, which has been raging recently, also has his handwriting, right?"

Jin Nu didn't dare to answer, just bowed his head in shame.

She seemed to be about to cry, and said in a nasal voice, "This servant is ashamed of trusting His Royal Highness the Fourth Princess."

Ling Qingge stomped her feet: "Jin Nu, you are confused!"

"Have you ever thought that even if you do it perfectly for him, my brother will still kill and silence him, make sure you don't tell him about it!"

Jinnu closed his eyes.

She's just a scumbag, what else is there to choose?

Ling Qingge held her hand: "Jin Nu, tell me the truth. Why did my brother do this?"

"My father sent him to negotiate peace, and I see my brother's attitude, and I am very supportive of this matter."

"Since this is the case, he shouldn't start against Da Qi. Otherwise, once it is discovered, the allies will not be able to do it, and they will go to war."

"Why did he spend so much effort and thought?"

Jin Nu bit his lower lip, his body trembling slightly because of ischemia.

Ling Qingge hurriedly went to find medicine for her.

She took off her blood-soaked top and quickly applied medicine and bandages.

Jin Nu hissed and gasped in pain, tears in his eyes.

Ling Qingge said again: "You have to tell me clearly so that I can protect you."

"I will send you away in the morning tomorrow. Daqi is not Xi Li. My brother can't find you for a while and won't care anymore."

"But you have to tell me the truth so that I can know what to do in the future."

When Jin Nu heard this, he remembered that Ling Qingge had given her medicine twice.

She couldn't help but lift her tears, and said bitterly and wistfully, "Your Highness Princess, do you know the promise of a thousand gold?"

Ling Qingge was taken aback: "A promise is worth a thousand gold?"

Jin Nu said sourly: "One time, His Royal Highness was drunk, and the servant heard him say—"

"A thousand gold can't buy a promise. A thousand gold slaves are not as good as a promise."

"In addition to the slaves, His Royal Highness also has many dead women."

"We have only one name, and we are all called Jinnu."

Speaking of which, a tear slid down her eyes full of despair.