At that time, Wei Xun was standing in front of the desk, drawing on paper with a pen.
The candlelight in the hall was dim. Ling Qingwan paced back and forth, deliberately lowering her voice so as not to make any noise and be heard by the guards outside the door.
"Miss Ling! You..."
"Hush."
Ping An was originally leaning against the screen. When he saw Ling Qingwan, his eyes lit up and he rushed over like a hungry wolf seeing meat.
Fortunately, Ling Qingwan stopped Ping An in time, otherwise she would have been driven out before she even saw Wei Xun.
"Are you here alone? Does the emperor disagree with you coming to see the prince? Then how are you going to get out later?" Ping An chattered and asked questions non-stop as he brought Ling Qingwan in.
Ling Qingwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If it was a normal day, she would have answered them one by one. But today was a special situation, Ling Qingwan couldn't stay here for long, Mingyue and the others were still waiting outside, Ling Qingwan's top priority was to get in touch with Wei Xun.
After sending Ling Qingwan to the inner hall, he left safely.
"You're here?" Wei Xun raised his head and looked at Ling Qingwan. His tone was calm, and he greeted Ling Qingwan as usual.
This doesn't look like being under house arrest. Ling Qingwan even wondered if Wei Xun knew how many ministers in the court were using this matter to justify their opinions, staring at him covetously, waiting to see when he would fall.
"Yeah." Ling Qingwan responded lightly and walked in front of Wei Xun.
Only then did she see clearly what Wei Xunzheng was drawing.
A female figure appeared on the paper. She had a voluptuous figure, a soft face, and was extremely elegant. Ling Qingwan was so fascinated by the painting that she almost thought the woman in the painting had come to life.
"This is my mother." Wei Xun saw Ling Qingwan staring at the painting on the table and introduced her to her.
Ling Qingwan suddenly realized that the person in the painting must be the eldest princess of Dai Viet. She does look about 60% similar to the emperor.
"I heard from Ping'an that you haven't eaten for a day and a night?" Ling Qingwan raised her eyebrows and looked at Wei Xun with interest.
It was also the first time she saw Wei Xun being so rebellious, like a three-year-old child.
Ping An had been mumbling to Ling Qingwan just now, but she didn't hear anything. She only heard this. He said that since Wei Xun was imprisoned in Liannu Palace, he had not touched the food brought from the imperial kitchen.
Wei Xun was obviously angry, but it was unclear who he was angry with.
"I'll eat it." Wei Xun did not argue with Ling Qingwan. In front of Ling Qingwan, he was surprisingly easy to talk to.
Ping An was the happiest person to know that Wei Xun was going to eat. He quickly notified the guards guarding the palace gate and asked the imperial kitchen to deliver fresh food. Looking at the dishes of food on the table that had not been touched, Ling Qingwan felt a little distressed.
In the past, she lived in the countryside, eating sweet potato rice on weekdays, and could only eat some decent cakes during the New Year and other festivals. Later, when she returned to the Marquis' Mansion, Ling Qingwan realized that those cakes could be eaten every day, all on the table, and she could take whatever she wanted, and if she didn't have enough, someone would help her add more.
I guess it's because she's had too many hard times. Ling Qingwan thought that in her previous life, she had mistakenly believed that God favored her and that she would never encounter any misfortune.
"If you want to eat, I'll ask Ping'an to get some from the imperial kitchen." Wei Xun said softly.
"No, I don't want to eat." Ling Qingwan came to her senses.
The food was served quickly. Although it was not as rich as usual, it was enough for Wei Xun. Ling Qingwan and Wei Xun sat down face to face.
"You eat something too." Wei Xun first served Ling Qingwan a bowl of shrimp porridge.
Ling Qingwan did not refuse, lowered her head and obediently ate half a bowl.
"Why are you so obedient to me today?" Wei Xun couldn't help laughing. "Is it because you feel sorry for me?"
"I'm the pitiful one. If I want to see you, I have to climb over the wall in the middle of the night." Ling Qingwan gave Wei Xun a cold look.
After hearing this, Wei Xun's smile widened.
"Now you know how hard it is for me to go to the Marquis' Mansion to look for you every time?"
Ling Qingwan was too lazy to talk to Wei Xun. She lowered her head and finished the remaining half bowl of porridge.
She held her stomach, looking very satisfied.
"It's your turn to eat now." Ling Qingwan raised her head slightly and glanced at the table.
Wei Xun smiled, picked up his chopsticks obediently and started eating.
"If you kill He An, you will be against the Queen's family, and this matter is not easy to resolve. My grandfather and I are willing to rescue you, and you must have this intention as well." After making Wei Xun happier, Ling Qingwan talked to him about business.
She came here today not to supervise Wei Xun's meal.
"General Shen helped me to repay the favor I did for rescuing him from the Ministry of Justice last time. What's your reason?" Wei Xun raised his eyes and met Ling Qingwan's eyes.
Ling Qingwan's calm eyes flickered, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.
Perhaps because of her past life, Ling Qingwan has become indifferent to everything in this world, especially love. She just wants to live in peace. In this life, her relationship with Wei Xun is also full of ups and downs, with indescribable ambiguity and indescribable determination.
Ling Qingwan couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.
She is afraid.
Ling Qingwan knew what answer Wei Xun wanted to hear.
"If you think I killed He An to avenge you, that's totally unnecessary. There are countless people who have been bullied by He An, so it doesn't matter who I help."
Gradually, Wei Xun lost his patience. He lowered his head, picked up a piece of meat and put it in the bowl, and seemed to no longer want to talk to Ling Qingwan.
"What if I say that I just don't want you to die, and I want you to live well, as energetic as before?" Ling Qingwan suddenly spoke.
Wei Xun was stunned.
"If you think that you and I should continue to be entangled, then I will accompany you. The premise is that you have to be alive." Ling Qingwan stood up, threw down a sentence lightly, turned around and left.
Wei Xun was stunned, staring at Ling Qingwan's back.
In the darkness, a dark shadow walked out and stood behind Wei Xun.
"Escort her back home." Wei Xun ordered softly.
Ping An saw Ling Qingwan leave, and turned around to look at the inner hall again. Wei Xun was eating, eating mouthful by mouthful, and it was particularly sweet. Ping An was very happy, shaking his head and watching for a long time.
Inexplicably, he felt like everything was getting better.
The next day, Ling Qingwan arrived at the General's Mansion early in the morning. Shen Chengzhou had not yet left the morning court, so Ling Qingwan waited for a while.
Ling Xiao told Ling Qingwan that when this happened, Tan Hongbo and An Yi were very nervous, and some of them even thought of asking their elders to help save Wei Xun. Fortunately, Ling Xiao stopped them and told them that this was a serious matter and they should not act rashly.
"You have known the Seventh Prince for many years. Now that he is in trouble, it is understandable that you are worried." Ling Qingwan sighed deeply.
The few people who were originally fine, because of Wei Xun's accident, all seemed to be weak, and they could no longer see their usual high spirits. Ling Qingwan always felt that it was because of herself.
The feeling of guilt grew stronger, so Ling Qingwan simply stopped thinking about it and took a nap leaning back in the chair.
When Shen Chengzhou came back, Ling Qingwan was still asleep. He talked with Ling Xiao for a while before asking someone to wake Ling Qingwan up.