bookcurios Chapter 211: Suspicion deepens
Chapter 211: Suspicion deepens
The night was dark and the sky of Kyoto was covered by thick dark clouds, without even a trace of starlight.
Deep inside the prison, Ruan Shuming didn't dare to take his eyes off Wen Xiangzhu for even a second, for fear of missing any expression on his face.
Under his gaze, Wen Xiangzhu opened his lips slightly and uttered a word, "Okay."
Hearing this answer, Ruan Shuming breathed a sigh of relief.
"I have never seen that person's face. I have only spoken to him a few times, but I remember the smell of that person very clearly. I have never smelled that kind of fragrance anywhere else. It is strange and surprisingly good. It seems that you will get addicted to it if you smell it for a long time. But today, I smelled this smell in the palace. I am not sure who it is. The only thing I can be sure of is the way these people in the palace look at me."
"Only Consort Song Qinghong, who had been to Ningyuan City before, looked at me differently. I had never met her before. She looked at me calmly, without any confusion, worry or fear, as if she knew what would happen today."
Ruan Shuming expressed his guesses one by one. He didn't know anything else.
"Let him go." Wen Xiangzhu said to the jailer after hearing this.
He had been suspicious of Song Qinghong for more than a day or two, and he believed about 70% of what Ruan Shuming said.
The jailer received the order and did not dare to hesitate at all, and stepped forward to untie Ruan Shuming.
This person is so lucky. Even though he committed such a serious crime, Lord Wen said he could go away if he was released.
It is because of His Majesty's trust in Lord Wen that Lord Wen dares to do this. It seems that Lord Wen will be the most important minister in Kyoto in the future.
Ruan Shuming, who was freed, was still a little bit unbelieving. It was not until he walked out of the dungeon and breathed the fresh air outside that he truly believed that Wen Xiangzhu had not lied to him.
After the torture, even though the pills on his body were constantly working to heal his body, he still felt a little tired. His breathing was weak, but his eyes were full of joy.
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In Yikun Palace, Chaoyan and Shen Jiayu had a very pleasant conversation.
The anxiety caused by the incident that happened tonight has been calmed down by Shen Jiayu.
"Jia Yu, luckily you and Lord Wen arrived in time. I was really panicked at the time and wanted to ask someone to look for you, but I didn't know who to call for a while."
"Empress, there's no need to be like this. We are just doing our duty as subjects. It's just that the show tonight is not as he said..." Shen Jiayu's face suddenly flushed when she thought of Wen Xiangzhu.
This scene was naturally captured by Chao Yan and Song Qinghong, and they both looked at Shen Jiayu with a smile and joked.
"Hmm? Is it Master Wen?"
"Are you missing Master Wen right after we separated?"
After they finished talking, they looked at each other and couldn't help laughing out loud.
Shen Jiayu's thoughts were interrupted, and she finally realized what she had just said, and her already flushed face became even redder.
"No, no." Shen Jiayu waved his hand and smiled, "Since both ladies are fine, it's late at night, we should go to bed."
Before they knew it, the three of them had been chatting until midnight.
Song Qinghong stood up and said, "I forgot the time for a moment. Your Majesty, I will leave first."
There were many rules in the palace, and originally they didn't have to address each other like that in private, but there were always palace maids who were punished for it, so gradually, they all changed their ways.
The relationship has not changed, just like yesterday.
Suddenly, Chao Yan remembered something and called Song Qinghong, "Please stay, Concubine Shu. I have prepared the things you asked me for a few days ago. You can take them all away today."
Chaoyan raised her hand, and a palace maid quietly retreated and walked towards the inner hall. She took out a small brocade box and handed it to Song Qinghong's personal maid.
Song Qinghong glanced at the small brocade box casually, then retracted her gaze from Shen Jiayu's face to Chao Yan. She bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Queen."
"You're welcome. Go back and rest." Chaoyan nodded.
Song Qinghong withdrew her gaze and left.
Seeing her leave, Shen Jiayu, who had been silent for a long time, asked, "I wonder what Concubine Shu asked the Queen for?"
She actually guessed in her heart that the thing that needed to be taken away from Chaoyan was most likely the medicine of the Kongsang tribe, but why did Song Qinghong come here for no reason?
Chaoyan never had any guard against Shen Jiayu, even though there was nothing to hide about these things.
"It's medicine. It's the medicine I gave you before."
It is indeed the medicine of the Kongsang tribe.
Shen Jiayu said "oh" and didn't ask any further questions.
I just thought about this matter every second before falling asleep tonight, but I still can't figure it out.
The next morning, Shen Jiayu accompanied Chao Yan for breakfast and then left.
There were already people waiting outside the palace gate.
Wen Xiangzhu was standing beside the carriage. The first time he saw Shen Jiayu, he smiled at her.
On the way back, Wen Xiangzhu told Shen Jiayu everything he learned in prison yesterday. After listening to what he said, Shen Jiayu said, "There is nothing unusual with the queen, but Sister Song...she asked the queen for something."
Wen Xiangzhu's eyebrows slightly raised, and what Ruan Shuming said matched, "It's that kind of medicine."
Shen Jiayu looked into Wen Xiangzhu's eyes and nodded.
The two had different thoughts in their minds, but neither of them spoke any further.
The play ended, and in the blink of an eye, a brand new peach charm was pasted on the vermilion lacquered door of the Wen Mansion, and the word "Fu" outlined in gold powder sparkled in the morning light.
The palace had already been decorated with lights and the corridors were hung with red lanterns, which looked like a winding fire dragon from a distance.
"Madam, the master is back!"
With the loud sound of the rosary, the whole mansion suddenly became lively.
Shen Jiayu had just finished training and washed up in the room. Upon hearing this, he hurried out to greet him.
Wen Xiangzhu was followed by several servants carrying New Year's goods, all of which were Shen Jiayu's favorite foods.
"Ah Yu." He raised his head and smiled at Shen Jiayu, "New Year's goods are all ready, come and take a look."
Shen Jiayu walked up quickly and took a closer look. Everything she wanted was already bought. He also bought things she hadn't mentioned. It was really thoughtful.
"Not bad, not bad." Shen Jiayu moved closer to Wen Xiangzhu and gave him a wink.
Wen Xiangzhu quickly understood what she meant. He took her hand, dismissed the people around him, and walked towards the room.
"How is it? A lot of His Majesty's men should have withdrawn." Shen Jiayu asked anxiously.
Wen Xiangzhu nodded, "Well, there is just some bad news. Ruan Shuming and Ruan Huaide are dead, and Ruan Shuhui was taken away by Lin Lexian. Maybe she is dead, or maybe she is still alive."
This was something Shen Jiayu had not expected. He thought Qi Binwei had 80% to 90% trust in Wen Xiangzhu, but he did not expect that he had 80% to 90% distrust in him. As soon as Qi Rui died, he started to tear down the bridge.
More and more people are secretly watching them.
"Ayu, I'm sorry for you. This is the first Spring Festival we spend together, and I still make you worry." Wen Xiangzhu felt guilty and reached out to touch Shen Jiayu's head.
"It doesn't matter, we will spend many more Spring Festivals together." Shen Jiayu blurted out.
After saying this, even I found it incredible.
[Ding! Alarm—alarm…]