Wanruo was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a moment.
When I came to my senses, the slight bitterness in my heart disappeared instantly, and even the face in front of me became disgusting.
"Are you done yet?"
She was so angry that she moved a little, and the wound on her back was pulled. Her little face wrinkled in pain, and tears came out from the corners of her eyes.
His expression changed, and he immediately put down the medicine bowl and supported her: "You've pulled the wound, don't move."
The gauze around her waist was oozing with blood, and she turned her head away angrily without looking at him again.
He didn't bother to argue with her. He carefully helped her lie down and adjusted the soft pillow for her, fearing that it would affect her wound.
His face was gloomy, and his tone was unusually serious: "You are seriously injured. Don't move. Torn wounds will be more difficult to heal."
Wanruo lay on the soft pillow, facing him with the back of her head, not wanting to say a word to him.
He frowned, subconsciously wanting to teach her a lesson, but when he saw the injury on her back, he was speechless.
He pursed his lips and said in a dry tone: "At least finish the medicine first."
"I don't want to drink!"
He lowered his voice: "Then let's drink later?"
She ignored him.
He took a deep breath and put down the medicine bowl: "Then you should sleep for a while."
She still didn't speak.
He didn't say anything else, and the room gradually became quiet and fell into a long silence.
He was so quiet that Wanruo thought he was dead.
She lay on the pillow and turned her head quietly, only to see the man still standing by the bed.
He looked solemnly at the wound on her back. Those eyes that seemed calm and aloof now contained the most desolate and brokenness she had ever seen.
He noticed her gaze and retracted his gaze to look at her. She immediately turned her head back and buried her cheek in the soft pillow.
But the sourness seemed to spread across my heart, making it even more uncomfortable.
In the next few days, Xie Xianyu really did not go to court again. He stayed by Wanruo's side all the time and did not even leave the house.
He also stopped allowing anyone to enter Songhe Garden. When the eldest lady heard that Wanruo was seriously ill after returning from Fengyi Palace and came to visit her, he just dealt with her in a perfunctory manner.
Others couldn't even get through the door.
Three days later, Su Yan came again.
"I've checked everything. I've learned that the people connected to you and the King of Qi, besides your father, are a few other important secret agents planted in the court. There's no sign of those people interacting with the King of Xuan recently."
Xie Xianyu narrowed his eyes slightly: "My father has it?"
Su Yan said with a serious expression: "The secret agents in the capital have found out that Xie Xiangli went to Prince Xuan's mansion in person to deliver the New Year's gift before the New Year."
"On the surface, Prince Xuan's Mansion and the Xie family are on the same boat, and sending New Year gifts is also within the scope of Prime Minister Xie's etiquette."
"It's really nothing, but the day he sent the New Year's gift happened to be the day after your secret letter was sent back to the capital."
Xie Xianyu's eyes narrowed.
Su Yan said: "This is neither a big nor a small matter. It is possible that it is just a coincidence, or it is possible that the problem lies here."
Xie Xianyu's face darkened. "Whether it's true or not, we'll know once we try."
Qing'an just came in: "Xiaozi, the second Xiaozi is here."
Su Yan glanced at Xie Xianyu. If there really was a traitor in his family, he would have to deal with it personally.
Su Yan retreated behind the screen.
Xie Xiangli walked into the waterside study.
"Big brother."
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