The Double

Yin Zhiqing felt the utmost sorrow in her heart, yet she didn’t know whom she could turn to talk about it. Without realizing it, she found herself outside Jiang Li’s tent.

Inside the tent, a figure sat quietly, and Yin Zhiqing walked in. The soldiers guarding the entrance did not stop her.

Jiang Li was sitting inside the tent, a lamp lit upon the table. She rested her head on one hand, seemingly lost in thought. Hearing a noise, she turned her head to look and her gaze froze upon Yin Zhiqing’s face.

Yin Zhiqing’s face was streaked with tears.

Jiang Li furrowed her brows, "County Princess? What’s the matter with you?"

It was just a simple question, but it triggered all the panic and helplessness, injustice and resentment that Yin Zhiqing had suppressed over the past few days. She quickly took a few steps forward and said to Jiang Li, "Did you already know?"

"Know what?" Jiang Li looked at her, puzzled.

A surge of immense grief exploded in Yin Zhiqing’s heart. She said, "Know that it was my father who killed Duke Su’s parents, and now it’s Duke Su’s turn to take revenge for his parents."

Jiang Li was taken aback. She knew about the feud between the Jih family and the Yin Household, but Jih Heng had not disclosed to her the details, including that her parents were killed by Yin Zhan. It seemed that Yin Zhiqing had already found out.

"How did you come to know this?" asked Jiang Li.

"Yin Zhili told me," Yin Zhiqing slumped into a chair as if all her strength had left her.

"Why would Yin Zhili tell you about this?" Jiang Li asked. "Could it be that Yin Zhan..."

Yin Zhiqing burst into tears. Seeing her like this, Jiang Li guessed that her suspicions were probably very close to the truth. Yin Zhan had died? That would mean Jih Heng was safe, and the heart that she had been holding tight could finally relax. She had been confined here for days, unable to learn news from outside, so the news that Yin Zhiqing brought, however it was considered, was a piece of good news.