Not to mention Xie Xianyu who is behind the King of Qi, he will never let her go!

"We can't just sit there and wait for death."

"But now King Xuan has fallen into the hands of Lord Xie. Doesn't he still have the final say on what the outcome of this case will be?"

The Queen's eyes were sinister. "Send a letter to the Prince of Zhennan immediately. His Majesty's birthday is coming soon, and he can take this opportunity to return to the capital."

"But Prince Zhennan..." Shaoyao looked hesitant.

"It's already this time, what is Yu Gong afraid of?"

-

Xie Xianyu and Wanruo returned to the Xie Mansion, only to find Xie Xiangli already waiting at the door.

"Brother." Xie Xiangli stepped forward quickly.

Xie Xianyu helped Wanruo get out of the car and looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

Xie Xiangli looked at his face carefully, but didn't seem to notice any change in his expression. Perhaps he didn't realize that he was the one who leaked the secret?

"You were a step late when we left the palace just now. I was a little worried so I waited here."

"Nothing."

Xie Xianyu helped Wanruo back to the mansion, and Xie Xiangli hurriedly caught up with him: "I really didn't expect King Xuan to be so audacious and dare to collude with the rebels. If I had known this, I would never have tried to please King Xuan."

Xie Xianyu paused and said calmly, "You don't know either."

Xie Xiangli breathed a sigh of relief: "I was afraid that big brother would blame me."

"What's there to blame? You only tried to curry favor with King Xuan to seek favor for the Xie family." Xie Xianyu looked at him, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable. "We are brothers, and we are bound together."

"Thank you for your understanding, brother!"

Xie Xianyu said nothing more and took Wanruo back to Songhe Garden.

Xie Xiangli watched his leaving back, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down. However, for some reason, he still felt vaguely uneasy.

Perhaps he was overthinking it. If his elder brother really knew something, he would go to his father to question him as soon as he returned.

Xie Xianyu dragged Wanruo back to Songhe Garden, and Wanruo asked, "You don't trust him?"

Xie Xianyu raised his eyebrows slightly: "How did you tell that?"

"You always act like this when you're upset."

Abnormally calm.

Xie Xianyu pinched her face: "You know a lot."

How could she know more? She had suffered more.

She frowned: "It hurts."

He froze and immediately let go.

He didn't use any effort.

But now he didn't have time to think too much. The word he heard her shout the most these days was "pain". Every time the dressing was changed, it was torture. His heart ached when he heard her shouting in pain.

"It's too early to execute him now. King Xuan hasn't completely killed him yet, so he still has some use. Besides, what kind of fate can I give him if I execute him? The most I can do is expel him from the family. Father won't be ruthless."

Aunt Zhuang was a maidservant who came with my mother's dowry. If she begged for mercy when the time came, maybe she would just let it go.

But how could he let it go so easily?

Wanruo was nearly beaten to death. No one can escape this crime!

Wanruo had already turned around and returned to the house. She changed into a light dress and asked, "Prince Xuan is already in this state. Is there still a chance for him to turn things around?"

He followed her into the inner room and saw her take off her thick cloak, untie the corset around her waist, remove the belt wrapped around her slender waist, take off her outer shirt, revealing her snow-white nightgown underneath.

She reached out to grab a dress from the top shelf of the wardrobe, and her nightgown slipped down to her forearms, revealing her fair skin. She lowered her head to grab something else, and her slender neck was dazzlingly white.

His eyes darkened a little as he saw her so lively and energetic, which was rare. He suddenly remembered that he had not touched her for several months.

She suddenly felt a burning gaze falling on her from behind, and she turned her head to look over.

He had already taken two steps and was behind her. He held her in his arms, buried his chin in her neck, and kissed her neck with his warm lips.

Wanruo was stunned for a moment. Why was he going crazy in broad daylight?

She struggled a bit, and he gripped her tighter. His big hands reached under the hem of her pajamas and touched the delicate skin on her waist. Her breathing became much heavier.

"Wanwan." His voice was slightly hoarse, but he was already aroused.

Wanruo frowned: "It hurts."

He paused: "Hmm?"