Wu Sheyue glared at him and said angrily: "Did you, did you take the wrong medicine? Don't you think this is strange, Mr. Xue? We obviously don't know each other! You just said you want to marry me when we first met?" This is really ridiculous! Now you are blocking me in the middle of the night and saying these incomprehensible words. Does Mr. Xue think I will be very moved? "
Xue Yan looked at her in despair, "So you don't believe that I really fell in love at first sight?"
"Yes, I don't believe you!" Wu Sheyue pointed out bluntly.
How can anyone in this world suddenly love you for no reason? Even if someone loves you, it must have some purpose.
Xue Yan frowned and said seriously, "Then how can the third young lady believe that I have a sincere heart?"
"As long as you tell me frankly, what is your purpose!" Wu Sheyue frowned, staring at him with sharp eyes.
"But I only have one purpose." Xue Yan suddenly stepped forward and approached. His expression now says everything, his purpose is just for one person.
This man's eyes were so hot and innocent that Wu Sheyue didn't want to look at him anymore. She turned away and muttered: "But if you can be more honest, I can appreciate you more."
"I've already confessed and I can't confess anymore," Xue Yan was very helpless, but he didn't continue to worry about how to persuade her. There is still a chance now, and everything will come soon.
He turned his head and looked in the direction of the cell and said, "Miss Third, you can rest assured. The evidence of the following person's crimes is conclusive and he will be convicted soon. Why are you so anxious to vent your anger? These are troubled times. Miss Third is extremely smart and should Know how to avoid suspicion."
She heard that Xue Yan thought that she came here in the middle of the night just to add insult to injury, so she said sarcastically, half truthfully and half falsely: "Then I still need to thank Mr. Xue for his kindness?"
Xue Yan shook his head slightly, "It's getting late, I don't want to waste Miss Third's time anymore, I—"
Wu Sheyue immediately stopped him, "I can go back by myself, so I won't trouble Mr. Xue." She said, passing by Xue Yan.
Xue Yan stood alone at the door of the cell holding a lantern and did not move for a long time.
After gradually moving away from that person, Wu Sheyue felt that A Li had returned to her side.
The two of them were indifferent and silent. Wu Sheyue pursed her lips tightly. Xue Yan was right in saying that these are troubled times and no one is calm.
Ning'er, Wu Ziyi, Wu Yin'er, and even Xue Yan... each of them has a mysterious background, and every move is aimed at making her confused. Is their conspiracy too vicious, or is she just too stupid...
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The two quietly returned to the palace. As soon as they stepped into the courtyard, A Li crossed from the back to the front, grabbed Wu Sheyue's arm and said cautiously: "Wait a minute, someone has been here."
Wu Sheyue stopped immediately. She frowned and looked around. The courtyard was extremely quiet. The young prince was injured but there was no one guarding him. There was no light in the room, and I couldn't see my fingers.
Ah Li stepped forward and knocked on the door six times rhythmically. The door immediately opened a crack. Pearl glanced over, then turned sideways to let the two of them in, "It's you, come in quickly."
"What's going on?" As soon as Wu Sheyue entered the door, she saw a mess of black shadows in the house. It had obviously been ransacked.
"Someone came here just now." Zhuer closed the door and led the two of them to the inner room. Through the faint moonlight, Wu Sheyue could see Ayan sitting half-leaning on the edge of the bed, with Changfeng guarding him next to him, and the surroundings were in chaos.
When Changfeng saw A Li, he immediately said: "There were assassins just now, and they chased them out."
Wu Sheyue asked, "Are they the same people who wanted to kill Yu Jing before? So, they were also deceived by A Yan's makeup?"
"Those people have never seen the art of face-changing, so naturally they can't see through it. Those assassins just came to explore the truth and wanted to know the extent of the master's injury, and they didn't make much noise." Zhu'er said. Then he sighed: "But... in the chaos just now, Ayan's arm was seen."
The air suddenly became quiet, and finally A Li said numbly, "What should I do? Should I change someone..."
Ayan gritted his teeth and said: "Forget it, don't change. When the master comes back, what can those people do even if they know there is a substitute? The day lily will be cold by then."
Wu Sheyue immediately retorted: "Then they won't make it public, right? If everyone knows about it, Yujing Ren will be in big trouble if he comes back intact."
"this… "
"But if we change, we will know immediately that there is a substitute. What if he targets us?" Zhu'er became irritated. Now this situation is really too difficult to make a choice.
Wu Sheyue looked at the shadows of several people in the darkness. If Ayan hadn't broken his arm, this spying might not be a big deal. She suddenly made a decision: "Then I won't change it."
She felt that several people turned to look at her, so she continued quietly: "I... will make you a prosthetic limb."
"What?"
Wu Sheyue let out a heavy breath, "Isn't it already said outside that Miss Wu San has a magical brush and can draw things into reality?"
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There were no other accidents in the next three days. Maybe the other party had already learned the true extent of "Yu Jing's" injuries, so there was no need for anyone to investigate again. Also, it is really impossible to kill the young prince in one fell swoop in Prince Yu's Mansion.
The Zongren Mansion has no time to pay attention to Ning'er's matter for the time being, leaving it to some unknown person to handle. After all, the two attacks on the young prince were a national matter, and the emperor had already ordered a thorough investigation, with the attitude that if no one was found, he would die.
For the sake of safety, Wu Sheyue stayed in the courtyard of Prince Yu's Mansion day and night. She never left Ayan and looked after him diligently. He never made a trip back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Now that the prime minister's office couldn't open his mouth to ask for someone, Wu Sheyue was happy to pretend not to know.
She didn't need to think about it to know how many rumors must have spread outside in the past three days, but didn't the third girl of the Wu family always live in other people's topics~
Later, according to A Li, she came to the palace that day, and the queen's people went to the prime minister's palace to find someone, nominally to check on the injury, which happened to be what Yu Jing said. Wu Sheyue felt more and more that Yu Jing's enemies might have a lot of background. Although he had not admitted it yet, they might really be the royal family.
Wu Sheyue has been removing and changing Ayan's makeup on time, and the wounds that were previously open and fleshy have gradually scabbed over. It's so fake that it doesn't matter even if you take off the bandage and show it to the imperial doctor - as long as the imperial doctor doesn't touch it out of curiosity.
This technique has deceived several people in the palace. Changfeng's secret guards were indifferent to Wu Sheyue, the "new mistress" at first, but after two or three days, they were all fooled by Wu Sheyue. Yue was stunned for a moment.
On the afternoon of the third day, Wu Sheyue brought a prosthetic leg that she had stayed up all night to make in front of Ayan, and gestured at his fracture.
"I almost thought I wasn't injured." Ayan looked at the wooden arm in a daze. The shape and lines were exactly the same as a human's. The joints were spherical, connected with iron hooks and metal wires, and the whole thing was fixed with rubber bands.
Wu Sheyue heard his loneliness and immediately promised: "When this storm passes, I will make a good one for you. I promise it will be exactly the same as before."
Ayan sighed and said, "No need, Miss Third. After all, it's a fake. Even if you put the original one back, it won't be moved anyway. This is just a facade. In the future... it will be returned."
Wu Sheyue raised her head and looked at Ayan. She knew that although they had never spoken about it, they had already kept this grudge in their hearts.
Please forgive me. I’ve lost a lot of manuscripts recently. I’ve lost a few chapters, ten thousand or ten thousand... I really don’t know where they went... and I’m still writing the same chapter a second time. It will be different from the original one, and there will be slight changes in the plot. This change also makes me very frustrated. It feels inconsistent, so... I almost don't know what to do.
I hope I won’t lose any more manuscripts and let me finish this paragraph smoothly. (To be continued)