Chapter 2: The tender little rabbit
Zhu Wenqin looked straight at Jing Siye with her watery peach blossom eyes:
"Your Highness, please have mercy! I really didn't mean to offend you. I just accidentally stepped on my robe and stumbled into you."
"Your Highness, I swear that I will be extremely careful when walking next time and will never do such a reckless thing again. Please forgive me this time."
…
[Big devil, why don’t you say “Forget it, I’ll be more careful next time”! 】
…
[Big devil, you could just say "get out"! It's better than saying nothing like this, which makes people feel uneasy. 】
Zhu Wenqin's heart beat like crazy:
[…Why aren’t you talking yet?] Could it be that he really wanted to kill me? What should the mother do? How sad she must be! Big devil, I beg you...】
The Great Demon Jing Siye: ...
He begged for mercy with his mouth, but kept cursing me in his heart.
Jing Siye had lived for 28 years, and there might have been a lot of people cursing him behind his back, but this was the first time he heard it with his own ears.
and--
He was still a weak little servant.
Find out the truth for your uncle?
Who is his uncle?
interesting!
Jing Siye raised his eyes slightly: "Qi Feng, Xue Nian, take him away and lock him up in the woodshed."
Xue Nian was slightly startled when he heard this, and took a step forward, bowed and asked:
"Your Majesty, are we just going to lock him up in the woodshed?"
According to the usual rules, the punishment for offending the prince's noble status was surprisingly light.
Jing Siye glanced at Zhu Wenqin who was curled up on the ground. He was soaked all over, with messy hair sticking to his cheeks.
The wound on the forehead was still oozing blood, which looked particularly glaring on the pale skin. The thin body shivered in the cold air.
After a brief silence, Jing Siye said:
"Get him some clothes to change, and bandage his wound."
At this moment, the guards present couldn't help but look at each other in astonishment and confusion:
According to past practice, shouldn't this kid be dragged away and beaten with dozens of boards, then thrown directly into prison, or simply thrown out of the palace and left to fend for himself?
What happened to the prince today?
However, servants cannot guess the master's thoughts at will.
Even though they were full of doubts, they could only lower their heads silently and responded in unison:
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Then, as instructed, he pulled Zhu Wenqin up and took her away.
Zhu Wenqin, who was pulled up, felt relieved:
[The big devil is not going to kill me anymore? 】
[Thank God, I managed to save my life temporarily. 】
[This palace is indeed as eerie and terrifying as the rumors say. 】
What to do next? Oh, forget it, just take it one step at a time, it’s better than losing your life...】
As the door was closed by the guards, Zhu Wenqin's voice gradually faded away.
Jing Siye pinched his brows: Yancheng is not far from the capital, and he is familiar with the situation there. Among the wealthy families with the surname Zhu, there is only Zhu Yecheng's family. Could it be that he is the son of the Zhu family?
If this is true, then the uncle he is talking about is the great general Li Xiao who protects the country.
Last month, his former subordinate, General Li Xiaoli, was inexplicably accused of treason.
Moreover, the emperor actually asked Jing Siye to personally try the case. Faced with a lot of "evidence", Jing Siye was unable to refute at the time, and Li Xiao was sentenced to be executed two months later.
Because of this, Jing Siye was burdened with many insults overnight, saying that he was violent and cruel, and that he killed loyal people.
However, having fought side by side with Li Xiao for many years, Jing Siye knew what kind of person he was. Those so-called "evidence" were definitely framed by "someone with ulterior motives".
Even though he was branded with a bad name and misunderstood by the world, Jing Siye was secretly collecting evidence to vindicate Li Xiao.
"Your Highness," Qi Feng's voice outside the door disrupted his thoughts.
"What is it?"
"Mr. Zhu was just splashed with cold water and now has a fever."
Jing Siye: "Go call the palace doctor."
Qi Feng: "Yes, Your Majesty."
The answer was as expected. Could it be that the prince really had some feelings towards this Young Master Zhu?
——
In the woodshed, Jing Siye pushed the door open wearing a cloak. There was another important thing to do today, which was to confirm the identity of this boy.
There were no candles lit in the room. With the help of a few rays of cold moonlight, Jing Siye saw Zhu Wenqin leaning against the wall with her eyes closed, half lying on a makeshift wooden bed.
He was wearing a newly changed white robe, with the sleeves casually draped over the edge of the wooden board. His jet-black hair was loose and fell smoothly to his waist. His forehead was tied with a white bandage. In the moonlight, his face was as pale as snow, but also like fine jade lightly covered with a thin layer of frost, exuding a warm texture and a hint of pitifulness.
I wonder if the fever has gone down?
Jing Siye subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead.
Very hot!
Jing Siye withdrew his hand, turned around and asked Qi Feng: "What's going on?"
Qi Feng: "Your Highness, the court doctor has just finished the diagnosis and is now boiling the medicine."
Jing Siye: “Go and urge them.”
Qi Feng took the order and went out, leaving only Jing Siye and Zhu Wenqin in the woodshed.
The conversation between the two just now has woken Zhu Wenqin up.
Zhu Wenqin was in a trance because of the fever. She opened her blurry eyes and wandered around the woodshed for a long time before finally focusing on Jing Siye.
"Your Majesty,"
After saying that, he was about to stand up. Jing Si knew that he wanted to salute, and seeing that he looked like he couldn't even stand steadily, he quickly waved his hand.
"Forget it. I have something to ask you. You must answer truthfully. If you lie to me, you will suffer!"
Zhu Wenqin sat back down and said weakly, "Please ask, Your Majesty."
Jing Siye: "Your last name is Zhu, are you the eldest son of Zhu Yecheng from the north of the city?"
Zhu Wenqin: ...
[…How come he knows all this?] 】
[I can’t say it, I can’t say it, my uncle was framed by this big devil,]
[If he knew my identity, he would never let me go. 】
Jing Siye: ...
Zhu Wenqin had prepared an excuse before entering the mansion: "No, my last name happens to be Zhu, and my name is Zhu Wenqin. My family used to be in business, but later the business failed and my father... died of illness. So I came to the capital with my mother to live with my relatives, but my relatives also moved away."
Jing Siye: It turns out that he is really Li Xiao’s nephew.
Come to Zhaonan Palace to look for clues?
A tender little rabbit ran into the wolf's den and jumped around.
Well, I will wait and see what tricks you can come up with...
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