Wanruo shook her head: "Humans are much scarier than ghosts."
If ghosts really existed in the world, why would she have to suffer so much?
"What's so scary about ghosts? Ghosts are the most useless things in the world. People die in the Imperial Prison every day. Before they die, everyone shouts that they want to turn into evil spirits and haunt us forever. It's nothing more than their dying struggles and impotent rage." Xie Xianyu said sarcastically.
"Why did the Imperial Guards allow the rebels to easily capture the capital?" she suddenly asked.
"King Xuan promoted Jiang Chao to the position of commander of the Imperial Guards. Jiang Chao, relying on the Crown Prince's favor, became complacent and overconfident. He was busy hosting banquets and attracting attention all day long. How could he have the energy to manage the Imperial Guards?"
He said indifferently, "Wang Qi, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards, was someone I had planted long ago. He has been working within the Imperial Guards for a long time and has already gained some influence. It won't be difficult to support Jiang Chao and undermine his real power."
Wanruo looked at him in a daze. He had already started paving the way for today so early.
No wonder he supported Su Yan. She thought he was really kind-hearted. Now it seems that there are probably many spies like Su Yan planted everywhere in the court, but Su Yan has just put them in the open recently.
He saw that she was walking slower, so he stopped and asked, "Are you tired?"
"not yet……"
Before she could finish her words, he bent down and picked her up horizontally.
In broad daylight, with palace servants constantly passing through the palace corridors, how could Wanruo bear this? She quickly tugged at his collar, "I'm not tired! Put me down!"
Xie Xianyu said in a deep voice, "Your injuries haven't healed yet, and you can't bear the fatigue. Don't act silly."
Who is messing around?!
Wanruo couldn't struggle, so she had to bury her head in his arms. She really didn't want to face the strange looks from the palace maids.
Xie Xianyu held her in his arms as they walked along the palace road, his heart finally at ease. He had carried her out of the palace in the middle of the night when she was dying, and today he finally brought her back to the palace to avenge this blood feud.
He strode down the palace path, his steps steady and his voice deep, "Wanwan, just wait and see. Sooner or later, I'll settle accounts with all those people."
Wanruo raised her eyes and saw a cold light flashing in his eyes and a sinister aura, and suddenly her whole body trembled.
When we left the palace, Qing'an was already waiting outside in a carriage.
He carried her into the carriage and started back home.
Instead of putting her down, he placed her on his lap and sat holding her.
Ever since that day when he brought her out of the palace covered in blood, he had never felt at ease. It was the first time he nearly killed her completely, watching the dagger pressed against her neck, but he was powerless to do anything.
She didn't know how scared he was.
And all this happened because of him. These days, the guilt, resentment, and self-blame suppressed in his heart have been haunting him all the time. Only by seeing her getting better day by day can they be slightly alleviated.
"Wanwan, I will never let you get hurt again." He suddenly spoke.
Wanruo looked up and saw the guilt that could not be concealed in his dark eyes.
She seemed to be pricked, and hurriedly lowered her eyes and replied softly: "Yeah."
He ruffled her hair and nuzzled the top of her head with the tip of his nose, as if it were a treasure he had found again.
But he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the hairpin on her bun, frowning slightly: "Why don't you wear the hairpin I gave you?"
"I just picked it up."
Wan Ruo was puzzled: "Besides, the silver hairpin you gave me is not suitable for a concubine to wear."
Wearing a silver hairpin in the palace is too shabby. Wouldn't it embarrass him?
He suddenly sneered: "I see you are wearing the broken silver hairpin that Lin Han gave you very attentively!"
Back in Qingzhou, he had been staring at her for several days. Ever since Lin Han gave her that broken hairpin, she had worn it almost every day! She even wore it on the day they kissed, and he had broken it and thrown it away with his own hands!
Wan Ruo couldn't stand it any longer: "I won't wear it! Who knows if you gave it to your childhood sweetheart Jiang Xuejun as well?"
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