Chapter 111: I Only Recognize Your Highness as My Husband

After hearing what the abbot said, Su Zhan looked up at Ye Wanhe.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly and looked at Ye Wanhe's lower abdomen.

Ye Wanhe said hurriedly: "Master Abbot, I just have a stomachache and feel sick. I am not pregnant. I just had my period not long ago."

When Ye Wanhe mentioned her menstruation, she glanced at Zhao Yun out of the corner of her eye and felt relieved to see that he didn't suspect anything.

The abbot said, "Amitabha."

Zhao Yun said to the abbot, "I will go to the main hall to burn incense. Please clean up the Buddhist hall."

"Yes, Your Highness."

There are many pilgrims today, and many daughters of officials have come here to kneel and worship devoutly in the hope of getting rich in the future.

The abbot of the temple sent a martial monk to guard the gate, saying that a distinguished person was coming. The pilgrims all discussed which distinguished person it was that had such a grand ceremony.

The other daughters did not leave either, but watched from afar and saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince enter the main Buddhist hall.

Zhao Yun entered the Buddhist temple and took three incense sticks and worshiped.

Ye Wanhe, who was standing by, took the burning incense from Zhao Yun after he finished worshipping.

Ye Wanhe inserted the three incense sticks in her hand into the incense burner in front of her, but she didn't know why, when she inserted the incense, the hot incense ash fell on the back of her hand, burning her badly.

Ye Wanhe had no choice but to endure the pain.

I saw Zhao Yun and the abbot were going to discuss Buddhism.

Ye Wanhe hurriedly went to find a place with spring water, and used the cold spring water to wash away the burns from the incense ash on her hands.

"Sister He."

Ye Wanhe heard Su Zhan's voice behind her. She turned around and said with a smile in her eyes, "Brother Su."

Su Zhan saw the red burn marks on the back of Ye Wanhe's hand and asked, "What happened?"

Ye Wanhe said: "I was burned by the incense ash. Maybe I lied in the Buddhist land and was punished."

Su Zhan looked at Ye Wanhe and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince treats you badly, doesn't he?"

Ye Wanhe smiled faintly, "His Highness is very kind to me. He even took me out of the palace today and asked me to come and pay tribute to my aunt and uncle."

Su Zhan said: "If he really treated you well, he shouldn't have let you be a maid and servant in the palace for your whole life... It's also because of my incompetence that I can't accomplish anything and save you from the palace."

Ye Wanhe said: "It's good to be a slave in the palace. I only need to serve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and I don't need to do a lot of dirty and hard work."

Su Zhan looked at Ye Wanhe solemnly, "In the Buddhist world, you are not allowed to tell lies. Sister He, you are not a liar at all."

Su Zhan took out a medicine jar from a pouch he carried with him. He opened the ointment in the jar and said, "You can't just use spring water to wash off your burns. This ointment is from Renyuan Pharmacy, and it's specially used to treat burns."

As he spoke, Su Zhan held Ye Wanhe's hand with one hand.

Su Zhan took the ointment with a mint scent and applied it to Ye Wanhe.

Ye Wanhe did not take her hand away from Su Zhan. She recalled that when she was young, she went to the mountains to play in spring. At noon, when several children were grilling fish, she was accidentally burned by the charcoal fire. Su Zhan also applied ointment for her so gently.

The happy and childlike fun I had at that time seems like a thing from my previous life.

Su Zhan lowered his head and gently applied the ointment on the back of Ye Wanhe's hand, whispering: "I will wait for you. As long as His Highness does not give you a status, I will wait for you to leave the palace..."

Ye Wanhe said: "You don't have to wait for me."

Su Zhan said: "I will wait for you, no matter when you can leave the palace, as long as you are not married and have no status, I will always wait for you to leave the palace and be my wife."

Ye Wanhe said with tears in her eyes: "Brother Su, why are you doing this?"

Su Zhan held Ye Wanhe's wrist tightly, chuckled and said, "I have decided since I was very young that you will be my wife. Your Highness cannot give you a title, but I can give it to you.

No matter if you were forty, fifty, or sixty when you left the palace...

As long as I am alive, we will be husband and wife when you leave the palace, even if we are both gray-haired by then, just being husband and wife for one day is fine."

Ye Wanhe's heart was beating fast when she heard Su Zhan's words.

"Oh."

When Ye Wanhe heard a cold laugh coming from behind her, she felt a chill down her spine.

Ye Wanhe quickly withdrew her wrist from Su Zhan's hand, and looked back at Zhao Yun behind her with a pounding heart: "Your Highness..."

"come over!"

Ye Wanhe hurried to Zhao Yun's side.

Zhao Yun reached out and touched Ye Wanhe's right wrist. He said coldly to the guards behind him: "Cut off both hands of the man surnamed Su."

"Your Highness!" Ye Wanhe knelt down hurriedly and said, "Your Highness..."

Zhao Yun looked down at Ye Wanhe and said, "If you beg for mercy, I will not just cut off his two hands. Can he touch my things?"

Su Zhan bowed respectfully to Zhao Yun and said, "Your Highness, I would never dare to compete with you for something. It's just that what you despise is a treasure in my heart. Since you can't give Wan He a status, she is just a palace maid and will leave the palace sooner or later. I have waited for twelve years, and I don't mind waiting another fifteen or twenty years..."

Zhao Yun calmly ordered the guards behind him, "Go, chop off both of his hands."

Ye Wanhe kowtowed to Zhao Yun and said, "Your Highness, this is a sacred place for Buddhism, and blood should not be seen."

Zhao Yun lowered his head and looked at Ye Wanhe, "I didn't kill him because of the importance of Buddhism. How dare a man touch the wrist of a palace maid."

Ye Wanhe hurriedly said, "Your Highness, Your Highness, your wedding is imminent, and seeing blood at this moment... is really inappropriate, Your Highness..."

Zhao Yun became more and more annoyed when he heard Ye Wanhe call him Your Highness. He said coldly to the guards, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and do something."

The guards did not dare to delay any longer and rushed over to chop off Su Zhan's hands.

Ye Wanhe stood up quickly, snatched the sharp blade from the leading guard and said, "Your Highness, I broke the rules. If you want to chop off my hand, I must chop off my hand as well to protect my reputation in the palace."

Ye Wanhe put the knife on her wrist.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun hurried forward and snatched the blade from Ye Wanhe's hand.

The blade was sharp and cut Ye Wanhe's wrist, with blood gushing out.

"Sister He." Su Zhan said hurriedly.

Zhao Yun glared at Su Zhan, then he took out his own handkerchief and tied it around Ye Wanhe's wrist to stop the bleeding.

Zhao Yun pulled Ye Wanhe into his arms and said angrily, "Ye Wanhe, everything you have is yours alone. Who allowed you to hurt yourself?"

Ye Wanhe whispered, "Your Highness, please don't hurt Master Su. You are the only one in my heart. Even if you don't want to give me a name, I will only recognize you as my husband. Even if I leave the palace in the future, I will not marry again. I only love you.

But if you cut off Young Master Su's hands because he applied medicine to me, I will always feel guilty towards him and I will have to keep him in my heart."

Ye Wanhe has been with Zhao Yun for many years, so she knows very well how to please Zhao Yun.

"Your Highness, if Master Su loses his hand and becomes disabled because of the medicine I applied, I will be worried for the rest of my life and will have to worry about him."

Zhao Yun frowned and ordered the guards on both sides: "Back off."