Wen Ling stopped him quickly, "Don't be impatient, Your Majesty. Why don't you have a drink first? There will be fun things to do later." She teased the man in front of her with seductive eyes.
All rationality disappeared in the face of animality. Fu Huaiyu nodded and let Wen Ling down, and went to wait in the curtain. Wen Ling also took this opportunity to soak the poison that Shen Qingwan gave her in the wine.
"Okay." Taking Wenling's cup, he drank it all in one gulp, and she followed his actions and felt relieved.
Fu Huaiyu, you brought this upon yourself!
After Fu Huaiyu drank the wine, even he, who was always cautious, relaxed his guard due to the alcohol.
"Wenling, you seem a little different today than before." Fu Huaiyu narrowed his eyes and spoke. Wenling pouted and moved closer to him.
"Your Highness, don't you like it?" The soft tone made Fu Huaiyu smile even more.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Since she had chosen this path, she would succeed no matter what, even if she ended up in pieces.
After a room full of romance, Fu Huaiyu had fallen into a deep sleep, but Wen Ling opened her eyes at this moment, looking at him with cold and resentful eyes, "If you were willing to cherish me, I wouldn't have become like this." Her voice was so soft that only she could hear it.
To outsiders, she was the noble concubine of the Ninth Prince, and was favored by Fu Huaiyu. But in fact, she was just a humble concubine in his eyes. He favored her when he remembered her, and could only wait here until he died.
Looking at Fu Huaiyu's sleeping face, she almost had the urge to kill him with a knife. But for the sake of the overall situation, she held back. She slowly got up and walked to the window in order not to disturb her.
"I will work hard, and now, I hope I can be of help to you, and I also hope that you will fulfill your promise." Holding the carrier pigeon, Wen Ling couldn't help talking to himself.
After sending the pigeon, Wen Ling waited quietly in the yard. However, in the evening, Fu Huaiyu came to her again, and his face was very gloomy, which made Wen Ling feel a little strange.
"What's wrong with you, my lord?" Wen Ling approached Fu Huaiyu and spoke cautiously. Her expression changed slightly when she saw the pigeon in his hand, but then she smiled sarcastically. He was really wary of her.
Seeing that she had discovered it, Fu Huaiyu did not hide it and directly placed the pigeon in front of her, "Tell me, what's going on? The guards said that you quietly got up in the middle of the night and released it. Who was it for?"
No wonder last night was so different, it was for this, right? I really wasted his trust, but luckily the guards in the mansion were smart enough to find the carrier pigeon in time, otherwise the plan would have been ruined...
"I don't understand what your Highness is saying." After calming herself down, Wen Ling smiled and tried to climb onto Fu Huaiyu's shoulders, but Fu Huaiyu took a step back and dodged.
"Don't understand? Wasn't it you who released this carrier pigeon? And you're still quibbling with me." Upon hearing this, Fu Huaiyu became a little angry. "But I didn't open it to see what it was. I just wanted you to give me an explanation." As he spoke, he moved the carrier pigeon again.
Carrier pigeons are timid animals. They were frightened by Fu Huaiyu's actions and kept chirping. Wen Ling was a little annoyed when she heard it. "Explain? Your Majesty, do you mean you don't trust me? I didn't say that this carrier pigeon is not mine."
Since the guards saw that she was the one who let him out, she had no intention of shirking the responsibility.
"However." Wen Ling stepped forward and stroked the injured carrier pigeon, and said sadly, "This is just a letter from home that I wanted to take out. The reason I released it at night was because I was afraid that the prince would know that I missed my family and would worry." Moisture spread in her eyes.
Fu Huaiyu sneered after hearing this. Did this woman think he was a fool
"Wenling, what do you think I am, a three-year-old kid? Don't you understand me yet?" He grabbed the carrier pigeon in one hand and Wenling in the other. He was really angry.
Being grabbed by Fu Huaiyu was a bit painful. Wen Ling frowned, tears already appeared in the corners of her eyes. "I know that Your Majesty is suspicious, but doesn't Your Majesty know me? Since Your Majesty doesn't believe it, please check it out."
Hearing her say that it seemed like she had done nothing wrong, Fu Huaiyu let go of Wenling and opened the letter on the pigeon. It turned out to be a short letter from home, which recorded Wenling's homesickness.
Fu Huaiyu's face suddenly turned bad after seeing this. Wen Ling also took this opportunity to sob, "Your Majesty, do you believe me this time? Have I done anything to let Your Majesty down?" She wanted to make Fu Huaiyu feel guilty about her so that he would lower his guard against her.
"I have wronged you." Fu Huaiyu was embarrassed by the letter on the letter paper, and spoke with a cold face. However, he really didn't believe that Wenling was so late just to send a letter home.
The two of them faced each other quietly in the room, and Wen Ling was completely relieved. She had long thought that Fu Huaiyu would be worried, so she had prepared at the beginning and sent a letter home by pigeon to test it. As expected, Fu Huaiyu was very wary of her.
"Okay, it's my fault. I will punish those blind servants right now." After a moment of silence, Fu Huaiyu was the first to speak and break the silence. He left in a hurry after saying a word, but he would not rest assured and needed to investigate thoroughly.
Wen Ling was relieved when she saw Fu Huaiyu's back disappear. She was still shaking a little while sitting on the stool. If she hadn't considered it carefully, she would probably be beheaded by now.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay." Wen Ling held the pigeon and whispered. It was unclear whether he was comforting himself or the poor pigeon.
Picking up his so-called family letter, Wen Ling couldn't help but sneer. The real news was not here, and the original letter had been processed, so it was not so easy to be discovered.
After reconfirming the integrity of the message, Wen Ling frowned and looked at the injury of the carrier pigeon in his hand. He had no choice but to change another carrier pigeon to continue transmitting the message.
"Fly, fly, to where I tell you to go." Patting the pigeon's head, Wenling smiled gently.
The carrier pigeon had been trained by Wen Ling a long time ago. After hearing her words, it flew straight to the palace, to Shen Qingwan's yard, and brought her what she wanted to know.
After Fu Huaiyu left, although he still had some doubts in his heart, he was not as vigilant towards her as before. He just frowned slightly as he looked at the pigeon that had just flown away. He hated being betrayed and hoped that this would not happen.
There was a slight chill in the air, and the breeze made people feel a little melancholy. But in such a scene, it was also the best time to discuss strategies indoors.