Finally, Jiang Yuancheng gave up. He only asked: "What on earth do you think?"
"You know, no one can change the decision made by the queen. Nothing happened last night. The day after tomorrow at the latest, the queen will definitely meet me, and I will say the same thing then."
"Okay! This is your decision! Don't regret it!" Jiang Yuancheng suddenly became furious and hammered the door panel hard.
Looking at the figure inside the door, he turned around and left without nostalgia.
After a long time, Jasmine came back.
She stood outside the door and said, "Miss, the King of Chu has left. I will help you wash up."
"Okay." Wen Qingzhu opened the door, and Jasmine was startled by his pale face.
Jasmine quickly came in to help her: "Miss! What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, I just had a nightmare." Wen Qingzhu removed the fatigue from his face, walked barefoot to the dressing mirror and sat down.
Looking at the person in the mirror, Wen Qingzhu murmured to himself: "So I was supposed to have a child..."
"What?" Jasmine just picked up the comb and couldn't hear it clearly.
After coming back to his senses, Wen Qingzhu swept away the haze caused by the nightmare and smiled: "Give me a plain and elegant makeup, I'm going to see Wei Zhi."
At the end of that dream, she was captured by Jiang Yuancheng and used to blackmail Fu Lie.
It seems that no matter what time it is, Jiang Yuancheng is still the same Jiang Yuancheng.
But she had a vague premonition in her heart. Combining reality with the seemingly real and fake dreams in her dreams, Wen Qingzhu felt that this was the time when she liked Fu Lie the most.
After breakfast, people from the palace came outside, and Concubine Wan wanted to see her.
Putting down his chopsticks, Wen Qingzhu took Jasmine directly into the palace and arrived at the Hanbing Palace.
At the door of the front hall, Jasmine was stopped.
"Miss Wen, I want to see you alone, and outsiders are not allowed in!" the palace maid explained politely.
Wen Qingzhu glanced sideways and said, "Then wait for me here."
After that, he stepped inside and the door behind him closed.
It was clearly daytime, but the doors and windows inside the house were closed, making it look extremely dark.
There was only a candlestick standing next to Wan Bin, with a lampshade covered by a magpie climbing a branch. It exuded a shallow halo and painted Wan Bin's side face with a layer of blurred color.
"Your Majesty, please see Concubine Wan." Wen Qingzhu knelt down and saluted with respect.
"Get up." Wanbi said, her face was expressionless, showing no emotion or anger.
After standing up straight, Wen Qingzhu nodded slightly to show respect.
Wanbi left her alone for a long time, and then asked in a nonchalant manner: "You stayed at Cheng'er's house from morning to late at night yesterday?"
"Yes, His Highness stayed with me for a while, and I left after His Highness went to bed."
The corners of Wanbi's lips curled up. She knew exactly what happened in Prince Chu's palace.
So what if everyone is taken away.
"Besides these, what else happened?" Wanbi wanted to see Wen Qingzhu's choice.
"Nothing happened."
Quite a smart man.
Concubine Wan clapped her hands, and soon an old woman came over with a bowl of soup.
She said to Wen Qingzhu: "Come here and drink this bowl of soup!"
Wen Qingzhu stepped forward as instructed, and the taste of the soup became stronger and stronger.
This is avoid soup.
She also knew that Wanbi knew that she would know.
So Wen Qingzhu picked up the bowl without hesitation and was about to drink it all when he was stopped by his mother.
Wen Qingzhu wanted to close his eyes and said, "Mother, I must drink this soup! Only in this way will no one be suspicious!"
Seeing her persistence, Wan Bin thought of another thing.
If Wen Qingzhu has a grown child, as long as the wedding is held as soon as possible, the child can be saved!
There is no need to worry about Wen Qingzhu rebelling in the future!
"Put it down! It's time for me to make an idea!"
Wen Qingzhu finally lost his persistence and was even a little moved. He asked in disbelief: "Your Majesty, your Majesty and I agree -"
"No!" Wan Bin interrupted her ruthlessly, and the smile on her face deepened, "If there is a child, it will be Fu Lie's!"
"Empress!" Wen Qingzhu's eyes widened in an instant, his hand loosened, and the soup bowl fell to the ground.
The splash of soup wet the corners of Wen Qingzhu's skirt.
"Take care of it." Wan Bin immediately ordered the old woman.
The old grandma quickly made arrangements and retreated.
Wan Bin pointed to the seat next to her and motioned for Wen Qingzhu to sit down.
But Wen Qingzhu didn't react at all, and then Wan Bin said: "Don't worry, if he is a son, I will clear his name."
"But—" Wen Qingzhu clenched his hands into fists and didn't want to agree at all.
Wanbi's tone became colder: "What? Are you questioning my decision? I haven't settled your transgressions yet! Do you think that if you hand yourself over to Cheng'er, I will let you go?" Did you enter the palace of Prince Chu?"
"Empress, I didn't think so. I told you, nothing happened!" Wen Qingzhu said stubbornly.
But to Wanbi, it sounded like a joke.
"Oh! You mean nothing will happen? In that case, then just stay in Hanbing Palace to accompany me for the past three days!"
Wan Bin's tone became cold, not allowing anyone to question her.
"Come here! Take Miss Wen to the side hall! You'll be well served!"
The door was pushed open, and two elderly palace maids came in. They asked respectfully: "This way, Miss!"
Wen Qingzhu could only leave with the palace maid and go to stay in the side hall.
For some unknown reason, Jasmine was also imprisoned.
The gloomy room made people feel a little breathless.
Jasmine and Wen Qingzhu looked at each other, then went to the door and knocked on it: "Let us out! If King Chu knows, he will definitely not let you go!"
After shouting for half an hour, Jasmine's voice became hoarse.
"Forget it, come here." Wen Qingzhu waved Jasmine back.
Sitting next to Wen Qingzhu, Jasmine saw that Wen Qingzhu wanted to say something, so she leaned close to him.
At the same time, when Fu Lie left Qianyuan Palace, he happened to meet Jiang Yuancheng who was coming over.
"His Royal Highness King Chu, the Emperor doesn't want to see anyone right now!"
"Really?" Although Jiang Yuancheng was indifferent, he looked down upon Fu Lie when he thought that Wen Qingzhu was his woman.
Fu Lie didn't say anything. He walked out of the Qianyuan Palace gate and stepped aside without leaving.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yuancheng also came out.
As soon as he walked out of the palace gate, he saw Fu Lie still here.
"Master Fu, you haven't left yet?"
Fu Lie stepped forward, raised his left hand, opened his palm and pointed at the Imperial Guards in the northeast direction and said: "I would like to spar with His Highness, can you give me a favor?"
Jiang Yuancheng was about to refuse when he suddenly discovered the wound on Fu Lie's palm.
"Mr. Fu is injured?"
As soon as these words came out, Fu Lie immediately retracted his hand, clasped it behind his back, and said without changing his expression: "It's just a minor injury."
Who can hurt Fu Lie
Jiang Yuancheng became curious and decided to agree to Fu Lie's invitation.
When he arrived at the martial arts training ground of the Forbidden City, Fu Lie moved with murderous intent, making the guards around him tremble with fear.
Especially Wei Yu, who prepared the venue for Fu Lie, was afraid that Fu Lie would accidentally split Jiang Yuancheng in half.
However, Fu Lie always had a good sense of proportion. Half an hour later, Jiang Yuancheng was unscathed but broke out in a cold sweat.
Fu Lie dropped the spear in his hand and left the field with his back to Jiang Yuancheng.
Jiang Yuancheng stared at Fu Lie's right hand. There was blood on his palm.
This shows that the injury on Fu Lie's hand was left yesterday at the latest.
Thinking of what happened yesterday and Fu Lie's abilities, Jiang Yuancheng laughed.
Three days later, the door to the side hall of Hanbing Palace opened.
The maid at the door said, "Young lady, you can come out now."
Wen Qingzhu walked out and his eyes were filled with white.
The entire palace was covered with a layer of silver, and the glazed tiles of the red doors were hidden among them, making it look more solemn and solemn, but also lifeless.
"Miss, let's go back. The young master should be home by now." Jasmine held Wen Qingzhu's hand and couldn't help but remind her when she saw that she was lost.
Wen Qingzhu smiled bitterly and was about to leave when he heard footsteps coming from the side corridor.
Looking sideways, he saw that the person coming was Wen Qinglan.
"Seventh sister, this is the tonic prepared by the empress for you." Wen Qinglan stepped aside, and the six maids behind him were holding six brocade boxes.
In the cold air, you can still smell the faint scent of medicine.
Wanbi prepared good medicinal materials for her to replenish her body.
Wen Qingzhu gave Wen Qinglan a meaningful look: "You can keep these things and tell the Queen the truth."
No longer paying attention to Wen Qinglan, Wen Qingzhu left here with Jasmine.
The master and servant Ergong walked in the snow, leaving rows of footprints until the figure disappeared.
When we got home, the yard was clean and the snow on the main road was cleared.
Lu Tao almost cried when he saw them coming back.
Wen Qingzhu held Lu Tao's hand and as soon as he walked into the house, he saw Fu Lie sitting in the house.
He was playing chess with Wen Mingxuan.
"Can you play chess?" Wen Qingzhu asked Fu Lie.
But Wen Mingxuan thought he was asking him, so he flattened his lips and said, "Sister, maybe I forgot, or you taught me this."
"Mingxuan, come here!" Wen Qingzhu laughed and waved to him.
Wen Mingxuan was still a little angry, but he realized that Sister A had recovered a lot of memories.
But he had been hiding it from him. If Brother Fu hadn't come over, he would have been kept in the dark.
So Wen Mingxuan sat still.
Fu Lie stood up helplessly and walked to Wen Qingzhu: "Is it cold?"
"It's not cold." Wen Qingzhu reached out and grabbed Fu Lie's hand.
But he was dodged by Fu Lie.
Seeing this scene, Lu Tao opened his eyes wide, it was incredible!
But Jasmine looked as usual, as if she was used to it.
After the masters all sat down, Lu Tao took Jasmine to the corridor outside.
Ask her quietly: "When did the relationship between Miss and Mr. Fu improve by leaps and bounds?!"
"It must have been that night at Prince Chu's Mansion. They watched the moon on the roof all night." Jasmine thought for a moment, and this is what the young lady seemed to say.
Lu Tao's eyes flashed instantly: "Tell me carefully, why are you looking at the moon on the roof? It's so cold, doesn't Mr. Fu want to hold the young lady in his arms?"
"I don't know, the lady didn't explain it in detail, I just heard it, but the lady did have a good impression of Mr. Fu. That night when she came back, the lady invited Mr. Fu into the house for tea, but he was so frightened that he left immediately. Yes." Jasmine actually didn't quite understand why Fu Lie ran away just for a cup of tea.
Lu Tao smelled the gossip, and the young lady's reaction was clearly due to Fu Lie's beauty!
According to Fu Lie's temperament, he wished he could stay with the young lady all the time. Why would he come here more often
Unless the young lady doesn't act according to common sense and wants to take down Fu Lie in one fell swoop!
"Oh my God!" Lu Tao became more and more excited as he thought about it, and even couldn't help but cover his mouth.
Although, according to the plan, the young lady is indeed about to get married to Fu Lie.
But this thing is too exciting!
"Oh my God! Wouldn't that be... no, no, no!" Lu Tao shook his head vigorously and ran away muttering to himself.
Seeing this scene, Jasmine was confused. Did she just say something
Why did Green Tao react so strongly
In the evening, Wen Mingxuan wanted to read a book, so he went to Liushang Pavilion first.
Fu Lie accompanied Wen Qingzhu back to Luoying Pavilion.
Walking in the yard, except for the snow on the road, which has been shoveled away, the rest of the place is still covered with a thick layer of snow. At a glance, the scenery is particularly elegant.