Chapter 171 Is Xie Guidu going to die?

Xie Guidu collapsed to the ground, and in a daze, the elegant dress was right in front of him. His gaze climbed up, and her eyes were full of indifference and disgust. She looked at him as if he were a dead man.

Xie Guidu desperately tried to call for help. He hadn't come unprepared; his men had been lying in ambush all around him. But his throat felt like it was being choked, and not a sound came out.

How could someone as pure and kind as her plot against him?

Is he going to die?

Xie Guidu's consciousness gradually faded, and Dou Wenyi whispered to him, "Xie Guidu, Xie Mengyao's affair has been exposed. Where did you hide her?"

Looking up again, a masked man in black appeared out of nowhere in front of her. When he pulled off the black veil to reveal a handsome and refined face, Dou Wenyi was clearly stunned, and the silver needle in her hand almost fell from her hand in shock.

She always thought the person on the roof beam was a secret guard!

"Your Highness, what brings you here?"

Moreover, he wasn't disguised at all!

Pei Siyan's face turned slightly cold. His Crown Princess was almost kidnapped. How could he not come?

He suppressed his inner turmoil, his deep gaze sweeping over the silver needles in her hand before settling on the unconscious man on the ground.

"come over!"

Dou Wenyi moved toward him in confusion, but suddenly he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Pei Siyan gently brushed a stray hair from her forehead, his tone somewhat helpless, "A wise man doesn't stand under a dangerous wall. You are my Crown Princess, so let me remind you again, don't put yourself in danger! I have a thousand ways to deal with someone like him, why should I dirty your hands?"

"You can try entrusting these things to me."

Dou Wenyi reflected on her actions, realizing they had been somewhat rash, but she had made thorough preparations before coming to the appointment. However, if she hadn't come, it would have been extremely difficult for them to extract information about Xie Mengyao from Xie Guidu.

"Your Highness, Xie Mengyao is not dead. They must have found a similar corpse to fool the Ministry of Justice. Xie Guidu even deceived his mother. But we don't know where he hid her."

Pei Siyan held her hand; her skin was delicate and soft, which he thoroughly enjoyed.

"Yes, I have already found a coroner to secretly sneak into the Marquis of Dingyuan's residence to examine the body. The results will be available today, and the truth will soon come to light."

Dou Wenyi looked completely astonished. "How did you guess that?"

It was only when Xie Guidu himself uttered the words "charred corpse" that she dared to be certain. It was likely that Xie Guidu, representing the Marquis of Dingyuan's mansion, had orchestrated the identification of the body back then.

Pei Siyan said casually, "Didn't you say that Xie Guidu couldn't possibly be so heartless as to plot against his own sister? The only reasonable explanation is that Xie Mengyao didn't die at all. It's true that she fell into Yanming Pond and was rescued. One night is enough for them to find a scapegoat."

"Moreover, they may have been watching you for a long time and trying to frame you."

"Your Highness, can you guess where they'll hide Xie Mengyao?"

She could feel the strength in his hand, subtle and gentle, and she could also sense that he genuinely liked her!

Pei Siyan softened his expression. "Didn't you already have a plan?"

Dou Wenyi smiled knowingly, grasped his hand in return, and intertwined her fingers with his.

The poison she gave Xie Guidu could cause temporary amnesia, making him forget what happened in the Plum Garden.

However, she deliberately gave him a hint, so that when Xie Guidu woke up, he might go looking for Xie Mengyao because of the psychological suggestion.

At that time, they only need to send someone to follow Xie Guidu and they will reap the rewards.

"I'll have someone bring him back to Marquis Dingyuan first, then we'll return to the Eastern Palace?"

"good!"

Once inside the carriage, Dou Wenyi leaned against Pei Siyan's chest and said softly, "Your Highness, in my previous life, the powerful minister Wanyan Tai of the Northern Barbarians led his army south and besieged Tianning City. High-ranking officials, nobles, and the emperor all fled, and too many people died..."

"Wanyan Tai? Was I dead then? Was Zhang Chengxian dead? Were all the men of the Great Zhou dead?" Pei Siyan's anger flared up.

“You and Zhang Chengxian were on the frontier when you learned that Tianning City was besieged, so you fought your way back.”

“Your Highness, Prince Rui is a wolf in sheep’s clothing, ruthless and cruel, and a traitor. It was he who conspired with the Northern Di, willing to cede territory and even attempting to become emperor, that led to that catastrophe.”

"If he were to become the ruler, he would surely bring untold suffering to the people and make life unbearable for the people of the Great Zhou."

"They will even commit regicide!"

Pei Siyan's phoenix eyes were half-closed, a dangerous glint in them. "Whether it's Prince Rui or Wanyan Tai, they won't succeed!"

Given that the situation had deteriorated to such a critical point, one can only imagine how corrupt the court officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty must have been, and how many spies from the Northern Barbarians had infiltrated the Great Zhou.

Dou Wenyi smiled and said, "Indeed, you will stop him. Whether in the past life or this life, he will not succeed."

Her fate has changed, and the tragedy of her previous life will not be repeated!

The carriage was dimly lit. Pei Siyan watched as her long, thick eyelashes trembled, and a crystal-clear tear slid down her face.

Pei Siyan gazed at her. "Believe me, we can definitely change history."

He suddenly lowered his head, blocked her lips, and kissed her fiercely. Dou Wenyi was startled, but in the confined space, she had nowhere to escape.

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The air in the Dali Temple prison reeked of a foul, rotten smell.

Shen Yanzhou, dressed in a crimson official robe, with a cold and stern face, exuded a refined and elegant air, completely out of place in the dark and damp dungeon.

He took a handwritten note from his sleeve and handed it to the jailer.

The jailer, his face etched with weariness, respectfully accepted the letter, utterly puzzled. Could it be that someone had infiltrated the prison?

"Sir, are all registered female prisoners to be checked?"