Wu Sheyue saw that the old lady was so angry that she was standing very close to her, so she stepped forward and squeezed the old lady's arm, then sat next to her.
Wu Lixiang snorted, she was really more flattering than Wu Jinghua. Mrs. Liu pushed Wu Lixiang. It was better not to be jealous at this time.
After a while, the doctor finally came out of the room, and Xin Zhi's cries of pain stopped. Wu Hantian asked nervously, "How is the Eighth Prince?"
"This..." the doctor sighed with sweat. "The middle finger of my right hand is dislocated. Please take good care of it. It will be fine in the future. But the left hand was injured by the blade. I don't know if it can still be used... I'd better ask the doctor."
Wu Hantian's heart trembled, no matter whether the eighth prince is favored or not, he is still the prince! Now that the prince's left hand is deposed, wouldn't it mean that his daughter will hinder his official career? He pointed at Wu Sheyue and said angrily, "You-"
Wu Sheyue calmly interrupted Wu Hantian's words, and said with a sad face, "Hey, it's all my fault. Just let the guard stab me with a knife, and he won't hurt the eighth prince and make the family embarrassed like this. .”
When the old lady heard this, she held Wu Sheyue's hand with her backhand and said, "What do you mean by this? Come and tell grandma how the Eighth Prince was injured."
Before Wu Sheyue could say anything, Xin Zhi came out of the room. The two hands were held together like rice dumplings, and the fingers could not be seen. He sat down on the chair where Aunt Meng had just been sitting, crossed his legs and said, "Old madam, my prince's hands are useless, what will you do?"
Wu Sheyue stared at Xin Zhi, her heart turning over and over again. This eighth prince not only liked women, he was also a typical playboy. But such talents are often difficult to deal with. If she is like Aunt Meng, there are many ancient rules that restrict her. But as for Xin Zhi, except for very special things that can touch his heart, it is difficult to control other things. Originally, I could still use force more directly, but judging from today's situation, my force value seems to be too low~
The old lady still remembered what Wu Sheyue said before, so she continued to ask, "Eighth Prince, how did you get injured? It shouldn't be caused by my third girl."
Xin Zhi pointed his fist at Wu Sheyue's nose and said, "Hey, it was her who broke this prince's hands. If you still want to protect her, then go discuss it with my father. Huh~"
"No, we have something to talk about." Wu Hantian quickly coaxed, "Is it possible for me to apologize to the Eighth Prince?"
"Apologizing is nothing, I'm still injured!" Xin Zhi rolled his eyes, "I'm not a fussy person anyway. My hand is injured, and I have to have someone take care of my food, clothing, and daily life until I get better. Who's injured? I’ll let someone take care of me!”
Wu Hantian knew that after he had said it for a long time, he still regretted marrying Wu Sheyue. But the daughter he was going to marry... looked too much like Yin Qiuming. If his daughter wanted to marry again after being annulled once, then he would definitely not agree to it. If it was Wu Sheyue...
"Does your engagement between Yue'er and the Eighth Prince still count?"
Xin Zhi glanced at Wu Sheyue and said reluctantly, "Ah~ That's fine~ My prince's hands are so precious, but if I exchange them for a concubine from your prime minister's house, I'll lose a little. If my hands are good, then Let’s let this matter go. If it really hurts the bones and can’t be healed, then let’s talk about compensation again.”
Seeing the Eighth Prince asking such a shameless price, the old lady was not happy with a straight face. The Eighth Prince was the least promising among all the princes. She had just thought that such a beautiful granddaughter should be attracted to a good person, but it would be too much to give it to the eighth prince.
Wu Lixiang was in a great mood now. Wu Jinghua was grounded and fasted, and Wu Sheyue was married to the eighth prince as his concubine. Everyone was really happy. From this point of view, except for Wu Liuyun, she couldn't compare to her, and everyone else in the family had to stand behind her.
Wu Sheyue didn't expect Wu Hantian to be so "unkind", so she sighed and thought that she really had to save herself, "Huh? Do you want Yue'er and the Eighth Prince to leave?"
"Yes, follow this prince." Xin Zhi glared at Wu Sheyue, with dangerous murderous intent flashing in his eyes. "I'll take you back and take a closer look to see what other tricks you have."
"However, the Eighth Prince said that he killed my aunt! Isn't it true?" Wu Sheyue turned around and asked the old lady, "If the Eighth Prince killed my aunt, why would Yue'er go with him? Is that possible? Kill Yue'er too."
The old lady was shocked when she was asked, does she even know these things
Xin Zhi jumped up from his chair and said angrily, "When did I say I would kill your aunt!"
"That's what you said! Today, the Eighth Prince asked the guards to chop me with a knife. I begged the Eighth Prince, 'Please let me go because I just lost my aunt.' But the Eighth Prince shouted, 'No. What I killed was not killed by me."
Wu Sheyue felt very aggrieved, "The people outside heard it, and I wasn't the only one who heard it. Moreover, it was the Eighth Prince's guard who held the knife, and the Eighth Prince's own hand went up to meet it. It was not Yue'er who stabbed me."
When Wu Sheyue described Xin Zhi as "coming up to him on his own," the old lady turned pale and turned to look at Wu Hantian. Wu Hantian was glaring at Xin Zhi, his eyes full of warning. Xin Zhi no longer had the arrogance he had when he wanted to make amends, and his eyes were evasive. (To be continued)