Gu Linchao sat on the horse and looked this way.
When he saw a woman sitting in front of Gu Heng, he didn't pay attention, only thought that Gu Heng had reached the age, and it was indeed time to choose a concubine.
"Let's go." He retracted his gaze and ordered in a deep voice.
"drive!"
A group of people left Zhuangzi quickly.
Wen Ruyi turned her head to look at Zhuangzi behind her, and the corners of her mouth hooked imperceptibly.
She finally broke free from this cage.
She withdrew her gaze and looked at the man behind her, her gaze flickered.
She heard that some men have a natural desire to protect weak women.
A man with Gu Heng's identity should belong to this type of man.
"Cough!" She suddenly lowered her head and coughed.
Seeing this, Gu Heng held her shoulders, "But will it be cold?"
"It's okay." She shook her head pretending to be strong.
Gu Heng thought for a while, then simply took off the cloak and wrapped it around her body.
"Your bones look very weak. When you return to the palace, I will ask the imperial doctor to show you."
Hearing this, Wen Ruyi lifted a corner of her cloak and looked at him with doubts and surprise in her eyes.
Gu Heng felt that she should be confused about her identity, so she explained: "I am the Son of Heaven, I am grateful to you for saving me today, and I will repay you well."
Wen Ruyi showed panic on her face, "So you are the emperor?"
"Well." Gu Heng comforted, "Don't be afraid. You saved me, and you don't have to be so cautious. By the way, what's your name?"
Wen Ruyi shook her head blankly, "I don't remember..." As she spoke, she raised her hand and touched the back of her head, "When I woke up, I was injured here."
When Gu Heng heard this, he felt pity for her even more.
Unexpectedly, she lost her memory, she couldn't even remember her own name, and she was still trapped in that village.
Wen Ruyi rolled her eyes, "Since you are the emperor, why don't you give me a name."
Gu Heng was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay."
Success flashed across Wen Ruyi's eyes.
The next day, the Prince Regent's Palace.
While Wen Rongjun was still asleep, Lu Qiao hurriedly knocked on the door.
"Miss, the Second Young Master is here to see you."
Wen Rongjun hugged the quilt and turned over, feeling displeased that his dream had been disturbed.
"Why did that brat Wen Tingyun come so early?"
"Miss, are you up yet?" Lu Qiao came in with a copper basin in her hand, she felt helpless when she saw that she was still lying on the bed, "The second young master has been here for a while, and this slave looks a little anxious, as if there is something urgent .”
Hearing this, Wen Rongrong reluctantly sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, stretched his legs to reach the shoes under the bed.
Lu Qiao shook her head amusedly, and walked over to help her put on her shoes.
A quarter of an hour later, Wen Rongjun finally dressed and washed, and went to the flower hall to meet Wen Tingyun.
Wen Tingyun had already drank two cups of tea before seeing her appear, and couldn't help complaining, "The princess is really putting on airs, let me wait for a while."
Wen Rongjun sat down on the chair opposite to him, and said angrily, "I still want to talk about you. Come here early in the morning, so I can't sleep well. You better have something important."
Wen Tingyun got angry, "I am your second brother after all, why are you talking to me with such an attitude?"
"Well, it's my fault. What do you want to tell me?" Wen Rong said seriously.
"This morning, I arranged for someone from Zhuangzi to report that Wen Ruyi was taken back to the palace by the emperor last night..." When Wen Tingyun said this, he felt guilty and dared not look at her. Because of this matter, he has to bear most of the responsibility. After all, it was his negligence that allowed Wen Ruyi to take advantage of it.
Although Yung had explained it so clearly to him, in his opinion, she was just a weak woman, trapped in Zhuangzi, what else could happen? Therefore, he only sent two women to watch over Wen Ruyi, but unexpectedly, things changed...