Lan Ling took a few steps back, and the blast stopped abruptly in front of her.
"Why are you here?" Ling Chen's voice was rough and stiff, he reached out to hug Lan Ling.
Lan Ling went to Changxin Palace to pay homage today, her clothes hadn't been changed yet, she was dressed in white like a moon, with black silk tied with silver hairpins draped over her shoulders, she opened her mouth slightly, as if she was frightened.
"Concubine Ling, why did you come here alone without a girl?" Wen Heng said.
"I, I have nothing else to do, I don't want to disturb you, I just want to ask if there is any result about the flood in Changxin Palace..." She turned and walked back.
"Tian Ming, send off Concubine Ling." Ling Chen didn't grab her, stopped, he clenched his fists, and said loudly to Tian Ming who was hidden behind.
"No need! I know the way." She ran up in a panic.
"Let's go, you go back to the palace too, take care of your baby, it's cold, don't come out at night if you have nothing to do." Ling Chen turned around and helped Wen Heng up, protecting her and walking towards her Yong'an Palace.
Ling Chen stayed with her in Yong'an Palace, waiting for her to fall asleep before leaving.
For a few days, Ling Chen retreated and went back to Yong'an Palace to accompany Wen Heng.
Moreover, the emperor has just issued an order that before August 15th, all other concubines in the palace will not be harassed by Yong'an Palace, and people in Yong'an Palace are not allowed to go out at will.
Everyone was surprised. There was news that the emperor was praying for the child in the womb of the imperial concubine these few days and could not be disturbed.
Everyone understood that the emperor loved Concubine Yi, and Concubine Yi was pregnant again. No one could compare to this kind of favor.
However, Lian Qiao heard something that frightened her today.
She ran back to Yong'an Palace in a panic.
"Imperial concubine!" Lian Qiao was pale and incoherent.
"What's the matter, why are you so flustered?"
Forsythia looked at the girl next to her.
Wen Heng understood, "You all go down."
"What's the matter?" Wen Heng asked in a low voice.
"My servant just went to the big kitchen and heard Ganoderma lucidum secretly say that there are rumors outside and in the palace that the flood in the Changxin Palace was caused by you, your concubine, who colluded with outsiders..."
"What?" Wen Heng stood up.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, they all heard about it, and they also said that Your Majesty has actually been grounded. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will be..."
Forsythia couldn't go on.
"Just what? You said it." Wen Heng was anxious.
"We will be punished! But the servants saw that the emperor came to our Yong'an Palace every day, and he also cared about the empress, which is not what they said at all." Lian Qiao comforted Wen Heng.
"But who would say these things for no reason?" Wen Heng was surprised.
Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, for dinner today, Yang Shu came to tell Wen Heng that the emperor will not be in Yong'an Palace today.
Wen Heng knew that he couldn't come to accompany him every day, so he ate dinner alone and sat on the stone bench in the yard.
Suddenly a stone hit the stone bench, Wen Heng was startled, and picked up the note wrapped on the stone: Tonight at three o'clock, the old site of Changxin Palace.
Wen Heng read the handwriting and was a little panicked.
She was uneasy, and finally stayed up until the third watch.
Wen Heng ordered the maids to go back to their rooms, she put on plain clothes, chose a secluded path, and came to Changxin Palace.
Walking into the ruins of Changxin Palace, Wen Heng saw a black shadow standing there.
"Why are you here again? Didn't you say you won't see each other? Although no one came from Changxin Palace, it's in the palace after all, so it's not safe!"
The man slowly put down his cloak, "Who is Heng'er talking about?"
"Emperor, Your Majesty? Why are you?" Wen Heng took two steps back, panicked.
"Who does Heng'er want to see?"
Wen Heng's face turned pale, "You know all about it? You imitated his handwriting to lure me over? I forgot. You imitated his handwriting the most since you were young."
She smiled dejectedly, "What are you going to do with me?"
"What's the deep hatred between you and Lan Ling? You want to burn her Changxin Palace! How did you meet Fan Xing? What else did you do with him?" Ling Chen asked her quietly, his face sinking like water.
Lan Ling and Li Xia waited until the night was quiet, and secretly came to Changxin Palace with burning paper and incense.
Li Xia said that ghosts can't spend one day with people during the Mid-Autumn Festival, they have to be one day earlier, and the palace is not allowed to burn paper without permission, so they can only dare to come here so late.
In the distance, Li Xia saw shadowy figures.
Li Xia immediately pulled Lan Ling, and quietly hid behind the tree, "Mother, did I get blinded, why did I see several figures in Changxin Palace?"
Lan Ling also saw it, "Or, someone came to pay homage to them?"
"Let's be careful, see who it is, and don't let them find out." Lan Ling bent down and moved forward quietly with Li Xia.
Walking to the back of the ruined wall, he saw that standing there was the emperor Ling Chen, who was dressed in black with a long black cloak. Standing opposite him was Wen Heng.
Lan Ling stared closely.
Ling Chen pulled out the soft sword in his waist, and pointed the cold light at Wen Heng.
A person knelt down next to him, "Your Majesty, Concubine Yi has never had any second thoughts about the Emperor. Your Majesty, think twice."
That was Lei Ze, the former emperor's bodyguard and now the general.
Wen Heng's face was dead silent, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth little by little. "Achen, are you going to kill me? For Lan Ling? I have had a friendship with you for twelve years, and you have known her for only one year. You actually want to kill me for her?"
Ling Chen's hands trembled slightly, "You are wrong. I am not for her. I want to kill you because you lied to me, or because you used so many scheming in front of me. I keep telling myself to trust you! "
Wen Heng slid down slowly and fell to the ground, "Do you know why I did that? Because you changed your mind! You don't love me anymore! You only have Lan Ling in your heart, and you are just an obligation and a promise to me!"
Ling Chen frowned slightly, "Have you changed your mind? Wen Heng, no matter if you have Lan Ling or not, I will give you whatever you want. If you are in danger, I am willing to pay you back with my life! The promise I made to you when I was ten years old, I will give you everything I want. It will still be fulfilled, but I only realized when I met Lan Ling that I never had anyone else in my heart before. Do you understand?"
Wen Heng's expression changed drastically, and his face was sad. In this world, who is passing by and who is the end of who
She pushed away Lei Ze who was supporting her, "I understand, Wen Heng finally understands today, you never loved me! Never!"
She covered her face and wiped away tears with both hands. "But I hate Lan Ling! Hate her! Without her, you will treat me as before, even if it is not love! You kill me, if you don't kill me, I will kill her!"
Ling Chen's hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
Lan Ling was horrified. It really is the Changxin Palace burned by Wen Heng! She hated her so much.
"But how did you find out? Since when did you find out? Wen Heng felt that he had done it perfectly."
Ling Chen sneered, "Seamless? As long as anything is done, there will be traces. In the past few days, Bai Shaoting and Huo Jingyun have investigated clearly. You got the bomb from Lei Ze, right?"
Lei Ze knelt down, "Your Majesty, I don't know that the imperial concubine is going to use them to do this..."
"You killed her with the bomb Lan Ling taught you to make!" Ling Chen said coldly.
Lei Ze sweated like rain.
"That night, you asked Fan Xing to be an assassin. To be precise, Fan Xing set the fire, right? You placed the bomb in a certain position in advance, and Fan Xing did the rest, right?" Ling Chen asked.
"The emperor really understands us, yes." Wen Heng replied.
"Your heart disease is also fake, right? The doctor you asked Lei Ze to find, and I later asked someone else to find him. You didn't do a good job in dealing with the aftermath. I believe Lei Ze didn't know about it. You used Lei Ze to treat you Feelings."
"What? Is that person a fake?" Lei Ze was surprised.
Wen Heng smiled wryly, "Yes. I lied to you. That doctor is someone I arranged for a long time ago. He deliberately let others tell you. I know you care about me, so you will definitely go to him."
"Your Autumn Water Sword is not yours, is it?" Ling Chen raised his voice, unable to suppress his anger.
Wen Heng paused, "You know that too?"
"I don't know how you got the Qiushui sword from Lan Ling, but what I can confirm is that you didn't have the Qiushui sword before. We grew up together. I'm sure of that."
"You can tell that this is Lan Ling's sword? Why don't you think I got the sword from other places?"
"Yes, I can be sure. The biggest difference between Lan Ling and you is that she never hides her emotions to me, never uses scheming, and she never lies to me!"
Wen Heng laughed, "So, that's how you see her."