But Ji Xubai didn't, and he finally gave her a moment to breathe, but Wen Zhigu didn't even have the energy to breathe. His vision went dark and he fainted.
Ji Xubai caught her and held her in his arms. He thought of what Wen Zhigu had just said, "I want to kill this child all the time," and his face became uncertain.
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When Shengjun arrived at Beicheng, it was already three days later.
Originally, he wanted to go to the palace to meet the emperor immediately, but because Sheng Qianmo had been poisoned, he planned to go back to Shenghe Palace first and let Ning Chengyuan and the others go to see the emperor.
As for the detained Shu Nuan, Xuan Jiu, and Sheng Qianmo, they were originally going to be escorted directly back to Shenghe Palace, but Ning Chengyuan came over and said with a considerate look on his face: "Brother Sheng, you have had enough troubles along the way. Brother, I will help you share the burden, why not leave this Nanchao boy to me for interrogation!"
Sheng Qianmo didn't say anything at that time, and Ning Chengyuan quickly had Xuan Jiu escorted back to his house.
When Sheng Qianmo returned to Shenghe Palace, it was already dark.
He ordered the imperial physician to go to the cell to treat Shu Nuan's injuries, but after waiting for no news for a long time, he went to the cell himself in the middle of the night.
The jailer on guard couldn't help but was stunned when he saw Prince Sheng approaching, "Your Majesty..."
Sheng Qianmo asked someone to open the cell where Shu Nuan was.
Through the firelight in the cell, Sheng Qianmo saw Shu Nuan, who was sleeping against the corner.
Her hair was still messy and stuck to her face. She tilted her head slightly and couldn't see her face clearly.
Her right hand has been put in a plaster, and the other hand is resting on the edge of the wet hay. Her little hand was white and tender before, but now her nails are broken, several fingers are broken and bleeding, and the back of her hand is bruised and swollen. He stepped on it without mercy.
He stared at her for a long time. Shu Nuan seemed to realize that he was being stared at. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked at her dimly.
Like a butterfly that had lost all hope, it looked at him lifelessly, with no expression on its face and no emotion in its eyes.
Her eyelashes were long, and her beautiful eyes were as clean as ever. They became even more beautiful under the firelight, but there was no warmth that shone into people's hearts, and they were a little inhumane and indifferent.
She looked at the man standing in front of her for a moment, then slowly lowered her eyes and closed them.
"Why do you know him?" Sheng Qianmo asked calmly.
He was finally willing to give her a chance to explain, but Shu Nuan was unwilling to talk to him.
Shu Nuan closed her eyes and breathed weakly without saying a word.
Sheng Qianmo slowly leaned down, pinched her chin, and pressed her in a deep voice: "Tell me, did you join forces with him to harm me?"
Sheng Qianmo didn't know what he was thinking at that time. He didn't even know what the meaning of asking her was, or... as long as she could explain it to him...
Shu Nuan was forced to open her dim eyes, lowering her eyes and looking at his hand without saying a word. She was quiet, indifferent to his words and his eyes.
As a result, Sheng Qianmo's expression became even colder. He must have lowered his posture when he walked from Sheng Palace to the cell to see her, but she never showed any mercy from beginning to end.
Sheng Qianmo stared at her with cold eyes for a moment, and said with a hint of coldness in his tone: "I want to see how long you want to protect that person."