Chapter 74 You might as well think about it, are you worthy?

"Yun Heng did tie me up and bring me here against my will, but he just wanted to lure Yaoyao back home by herself. I can understand that. Why do you ask Your Highness to kill him?"

A dark light surged in He Zhiyu's eyes, "Have you ever thought about whether you can continue to live in the capital if the news of your disappearance spreads?"

The lady disappeared for no reason, and no one wanted to know the details of what she had gone through. They just spread the news of her disappearance everywhere.

Three years ago, the second daughter of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of War was abducted on the street. She returned home a few days later and died suddenly at home the next day.

The whole capital city knew clearly who killed her, but no one pointed it out.

Qiao Wanyan said: "Ziyuan said that father and mother have suppressed the news. As long as Your Highness and sister don't tell anyone, there will be no rumors."

He Zhiyu looked at her with a cold gaze. He had never known that she had such a sharp tongue.

Qiao Wanyan looked away. The overwhelming aura made her scalp tingle.

"I know Your Highness is worried about me, but seeing Your Highness like this, Wanyan is a little scared."

The beauty showed weakness, and even He Zhiyu inexplicably lost some of his coolness.

Footsteps were heard behind him, and Yun Heng's pine-like and cypress-like figure appeared, holding a plate of fresh grapes in his hand.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here too. I wonder if he could make way. It's cold in winter, and the charcoal fire inside the house is useless if the door is left open. Wanyan is weak, so she will be ill if she catches a cold."

He Zhiyu didn't look at him, but just stood there in silence for a moment, then strode in.

Yun Heng looked normal, as if he had no desires or requests as before. He entered Liuguang Pavilion, closed the door, and placed a plate of grapes on the table.

"I brought you the grapes you wanted to eat."

Qiao Wanyan glanced at He Zhiyu from the corner of her eye and said, "Thank you very much."

Yun Heng asked, "What do you want to eat tonight? You ate a lot of Eight Treasure Duck last night, do you want to eat more today?"

Zi Yuan's eyes flickered back and forth between the people. Was she wrong? Why did she feel that an invisible pressure was pressing on her and she was almost unable to breathe?

"Yes, I also want to eat Dong'an chicken."

Yun Heng nodded slightly, "Okay, I'll go tell Aunt Zhang. You got up early today, so take a rest first. I'll call you when dinner is ready."

Qiao Wanyan nodded.

After Yun Heng left, the room suddenly fell into deathly silence.

Qiao Wanyan did not speak, and He Zhiyu also looked at her in silence. Ziyuan looked around, mustered up the courage to speak, and heard her young lady speak.

"Your Highness, I am a little tired and want to rest."

He Zhiyu waited for her to speak, but what he got was the order to leave.

He turned and left without saying a word.

Zi Yuan smacked her lips. "Miss, His Highness has been worried about you along the way. At least it's completely different now than before. With such a good opportunity, why did you push His Highness away?"

"The prince is angry." Qiao Wanyan sat down, picked up a grape and started eating.

Zi Yuan frowned slightly, "I noticed that Your Highness was not like this when he came. Why was he so scary just now?"

Qiao Wanyan said in a leisurely tone, "If he's angry, it means he cares. If he cares, it means he will be angry in the future."

But he still has Qiao Yihuan in his heart. When there is no place for Qiao Yihuan in his heart, she wants the prince to experience all the grievances she had suffered in the past.

Make him worry about gains and losses and feel anxious.

After dinner, everyone went back to rest.

Qiao Yihuan was a little confused as to why the prince did not tell Yun Heng the purpose of his visit and let Yun Heng prepare an antidote for him to cure the remaining poison in his body.

The atmosphere during dinner was depressing and quiet, and she had lost her appetite.

At night, Qiao Yihuan decided to be brave for once. She let Xiaoying go back to sleep, and she went out alone, following the route she had memorized during the day, heading towards Tingyu Pavilion.

There was a knock on the door, and a candle suddenly lit up in the dark room. Yun Heng opened the door.

"Is there anything wrong?" Yun Heng asked while standing at the door, with no intention of moving aside to let her in.

Qiao Yihuan said gently, "Mr. Yun, I came to you because I want you to do something."

Yun Heng was silent for a moment, and finally responded to Qiao Yihuan's anxiety, "What's the matter?"

Qiao Yihuan let out a long breath, her jade hands fell on her shoulders, her cheeks slightly red with embarrassment, "I was injured here before, even though I used some medicine, it only made the wound scab over but couldn't remove the scar."

She paused, "I would like to ask you to make me a scar removal ointment. If you are willing to help me, I will be very grateful to you."

After saying that, she slowly raised her eyes and looked at him timidly, expecting his answer.

But deep down, she actually believed that Yun Heng would agree to her request. It was as if he knew the future in advance, and Yun Heng would unconditionally agree to all her requests.

This confidence is so wonderful that it is hard to describe, just like a person's sixth sense.

"Why should I help you?" A cold and heartless question rang out, and Qiao Yihuan was stunned for a moment.

As if she suspected that she had just heard it wrong, she murmured, "What?"

Yun Heng had the rare patience to repeat, "Why should I help you?"

Qiao Yihuan was speechless, not knowing how to answer. This was the first time she met him today, why was he so hostile to her? Why did he embarrass her so much?

Even embarrassing yourself on purpose?

After a long while, she said, "Young Master is a doctor, and doctors have a kind heart."

"I save people based on my mood. Apart from my mood, I never save people who are hypocritical or have a snake heart."

Qiao Yihuan didn't understand, "Master, do you have some misunderstandings about me? I have never hurt anyone. I grew up being bullied by others, how could I be the kind of person you are talking about?"

Yun Heng felt that this person was really shameless and said everything that Wan Yan should have said.

"The arrow wound on your shoulder is your karma. If you have never planted the cause of intentionally hurting others, you will not suffer such consequences."

Qiao Yihuan's body stiffened for a moment, and he quickly asked, "Did Qiao Wanyan say something to you?!"

Yun Heng's expression became even more gloomy. "Wan Yan is a kind person. Even when she was bullied by you, she would still speak up for you. Let me help you as much as possible and give you the antidote. But you might as well think about it. Are you worthy of it?"

"I don't understand what you are saying." Qiao Yihuan shook his head.

Yun Heng said in a deep voice: "How did Wanyan get the arrow wound on her shoulder? Do you need me to tell you? If you deny it, can you say it out loud?"

Qiao Yihuan choked up, her pupils wide open.

The door slammed shut, and Qiao Yihuan's fingertips felt cold. She had never expected to be rejected like this.

It shouldn't be like this!

You are the protagonist of this world, and everyone should fight for you!