Chapter 127 Questioning

Because they were delayed on the road, Xie Zhiwen and others came back just as the two of them returned to their camp.

Yu Qinghuan's waist and limbs were sore from the bumpy ride of the horse. Just as she got off the horse and her embroidered shoes touched the ground, she heard the sound of quick footsteps coming from behind.

Before she could turn around, Xie Zhiwen, who came with a dark face, grabbed her wrist with his palm, lifted her up by the waist and took her away from Xie Zhili.

Yu Qinghuan felt dizzy and subconsciously climbed onto the shoulder of the person who came. When her vision cleared, she could only see Xie Zhiwen's lips pressed into a straight line, his chest rising and falling rapidly, and he was obviously suppressing his anger.

She had never seen Xie Zhiwen like this before, and she didn't dare to say a word, her hands even shaking a little.

But at this moment, Xie Zhili still wanted to stop it.

Xie Zhiwen's eyes became even redder when he thought that his younger brother might have taken advantage of his absence to do something to Yu Qinghuan.

If he hadn't been holding Yu Qinghuan at that moment, his fist would have already landed on his brother's face.

"You'd better give me an explanation for what happened today!"

These words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Watching Xie Zhiwen carry Yu Qinghuan away, the smile on Xie Zhili's lips turned cold. Explanation?

It will be available soon.

Because Cheng Gongjin was seriously injured, Mu Huaian couldn't go with him to see Yu Qinghuan. When he left, he glanced at Xie Zhili and said, "You shouldn't be so impulsive today."

Hearing his words, Xie Zhili found it ridiculous and looked at Mu Huaian with disdain, "When will she leave the Marquis' Mansion if you keep hesitating like this?"

He looked down on Mu Huaian's indecisive nature. Even if Yu Qinghuan was obsessed with Mu Huaian, he would not learn Mu Huaian's style of doing things.

Mu Huaian tugged at his arm, his face cold for the first time, "So many eyes are watching today. How will she face all the gossip in the future if you do this?"

It was Wang's persecution from the Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion that led to Xie Zhili's involvement with her. Xie Zhili shouldn't have been so aggressive and pushed her to the forefront.

After hearing Mu Huaian's words, Xie Zhili sneered and shook off his hand, a gloom under his brow, "Then you'd better stay away from her, and don't let your own gossip find her."

He pulled open his wrinkled sleeves and looked at the tent in the distance. From the moment Yu Qinghuan climbed onto his bed, he was destined to be unable to escape the gossip in the capital.

What does it matter if there are gossips? I will bear it with her.

...

Inside the tent, Yu Qinghuan was thrown onto the soft couch. She looked up in embarrassment and saw Xie Zhiwen ripping open his collar, revealing the veins on his neck, and a shadow cast over her head.

This scene suddenly brought back memories of her past life. When that person was about to take action, he was just like this.

Those memories were like poisonous snakes wrapped around his spine, and the wounds from his past life ached dully. Yu Qinghuan's pupils constricted, and he unconsciously stepped back, curling up in fear and biting his lower lip tightly.

Xie Zhiwen suddenly pinched her wrist. A bunch of questions came to his lips, but he didn't dare to utter them at all, for fear that he would get an answer he didn't want to hear.

Especially seeing Yu Qinghuan's frightened look, he couldn't even bear to question her. He loosened his grip on Yu Qinghuan's wrist, but refused to let go completely.

Filled with anger, Xie Zhiwen shouted, "Ah Huan..."

Yu Qinghuan's constricted pupils suddenly relaxed, and she was freed from the fear of her previous life.

Xie Zhiwen opened his mouth, and after a lot of hesitation, he suppressed the anger that was rushing up his throat. Finally, his eyes reddened, and he only asked one question, "Since I came back, you haven't slept with me... Is it because of Xie Zhili?"

Yu Qinghuan's face turned pale, and she didn't even dare to look at Xie Zhiwen's eyes. "No."

It’s not Xie Zhili, it’s Mu Huaian.

But she naturally didn't dare to say this at this time. Xie Zhili alone was enough to cause Xie Zhiwen's rage. If Mu Huaian was added, she was afraid that she would not be able to leave the tent today.

Just this denial was enough to calm Xie Zhiwen's pounding heart, but he didn't dare to relax at this moment. A hint of doubt flashed in his scarlet eyes: "Really?"

Yu Qinghuan didn't dare to hesitate at all and nodded repeatedly.

Xie Zhiwen caught a glimpse of the purple-red bruises on her wrist, clearly the result of someone pinching her hard. In the past, he would have felt incredibly distressed, but at this moment, he couldn't help but wonder who had pinched her, why, and what had happened...

He ran his fingertips over the red mark on her wrist, "How did you get hurt?"

Yu Qinghuan felt as if the wrist he had run over was burned by a branding iron, and her hand trembled slightly. "I don't remember, it seems like I was hit."

In fact, she remembered it clearly. This was left by Cheng Gongjin last night, and for this, she even bit Cheng Gongjin.

Thinking of this, Yu Qinghuan's heart beat rapidly, but she could only swallow it down and could not tell the truth no matter what.

Xie Zhiwen's force on her wrist suddenly increased, his eyes darkened, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Ah Huan lied to him.

Yu Qinghuan gasped in pain, sobbing from her lips, "It hurts..."

But Xie Zhiwen did not let go. His knuckles turned white from the force, and the bruises on his wrists became more and more glaring under his palms, making his eyes red again.

At this moment, Sang Ru, who was standing outside the tent, shouted to the inside, "My Lord, the imperial physician is here!"

Xie Zhiwen turned a deaf ear to her until Yu Qinghuan's face turned paler and paler. In the end, he couldn't bear to hurt Yu Qinghuan, so he let go of her hand.

I must be overthinking it. His Ah Huan is the most loyal and has never changed in her treatment of me. How could she have an affair with another man?

After all, it was just Xie Zhili's words, and there was no real evidence, so it must have been his wishful thinking.

Or maybe he was after the title, and knowing that he cared about Yu Qinghuan, he wanted to make things difficult for his elder brother and to sow discord between him and Yu Qinghuan.

He stood up and responded to Sang Ru's words outside, "Please ask the doctor to come in."

After a while, the tent door curtain was lifted, and Sang Ru led Doctor Chen in. Seeing her wife lying on the couch with a pale face, and thinking of the face of the marquis when he came back with his wife in his arms, she had a vague ominous premonition in her heart.

Did something happen?

Seeing someone come in, Xie Zhiwen restrained himself, but after a moment, looking at the imperial physician, he felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart. He did not send anyone to call the imperial physician, so why did the imperial physician come so quickly?

And...it was the head doctor Chen who usually only took the pulse of those in the palace.

He clearly remembered that Cheng Ge Lao was more seriously injured.

Before Xie Zhiwen had time to think deeply, he saw Yu Qinghuan stretch out his hand, looking like he couldn't wait to have the imperial physician take his pulse.

Sang Ru took a handkerchief and covered her wrist with it, winking at Yu Qinghuan, wanting to know what was going on and whether she needed to run away.

However, Yu Qinghuan was now anxious, wanting to know what kind of poison Xie Zhili had fed her...

The imperial physician took the patient's pulse with a frown on his face. He didn't speak for a long time. From time to time, he looked at Yu Qinghuan and then at Xie Zhiwen, as if he had encountered some difficult and complicated disease and was hesitant to speak.