When Xiao Heye pushed open the door and entered, Han Zhou was sitting upright in a chair, leisurely drinking tea.
Wen Yan stood to the side with a cold face, looking preoccupied.
Hearing approaching footsteps, Han Zhou turned his head and glanced back, only to see Xiao Heye... and the small figure behind him.
His expression froze for a moment.
...
That's right, this matter is inextricably linked to Su Tiyue, so naturally she had to come.
When Han Zhou saw his brother walk in, he immediately stood up and offered his chair to Xiao Heye, with a faint smile on his face: "Brother, you're here... please sit down."
Xiao Heye was dressed in black, with delicate and intricate piping and embroidery, and a black belt around his waist. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and an upright posture.
Her lips were pressed tightly together, her face was perfectly sculpted with distinct features, and she exuded an air of noble sharpness.
Xiao Heye glanced around at the three people in front of him, then sat silently on the wooden chair, exuding a cold and aloof aura.
Wen Yan knew he had gotten himself into trouble, so he lowered his head and didn't dare say a word.
Su Tiyue, on the other hand, saw Han Zhou as soon as she entered the door.
Then, when she discovered that Wen Yan was also there, her face showed only surprise and confusion.
But after Xiao Heye sat down, Su Tiyue finally saw the third person in the room.
How could she not recognize that figure?
"Second brother..."
Su Tiyue was so shocked that her eyes widened, and she involuntarily took two steps forward, wanting to walk to the cross-shaped wooden stake to take a closer look.
But Xiao Heye wouldn't let Su Tiyue go over; he reached out and grabbed her.
Su Tiyue turned to look at Xiao Heye, her face filled with anxiety, and said, "The one with the seal is my second brother."
"Hmm... I know. Don't rush, let's figure things out first."
As Xiao Heye spoke, he grasped the slender wrist and pulled the petite body closer to him.
"What's wrong with you...?" Xiao Heye turned to look at Wen Yan, a fierce glint appearing in his deep eyes.
Wen Yan glanced at Han Zhou, hesitated for a moment, then walked straight to Xiao Heye, knelt down, and obediently confessed, "Master, this was my negligence."
Wen Yan looked up at Su Tiyue and said softly, "Second Young Master Su, you recognize me."
"Dr. Wen, what do you mean by that? What do you mean... my second brother recognized you?" Su Tiyue was completely confused.
Wen Yan frowned and looked at Xiao Heye with difficulty. He saw Xiao Heye nod slightly, indicating his tacit approval.
Wen Yan then revealed the whole story: "What I meant was that Young Master Su knows my identity."
"Lin Yan is me, and Wen Yan is also me."
“…What?” Su Tiyue silently took a step back, looking at Wen Yan kneeling on the ground with a shocked expression.
I never imagined that Lin Yan really existed in this world.
At the time, everyone thought the late emperor had gone mad and that Lin Yan was just a figment of his imagination.
I never expected... that Wen Yan was Lin Yan.
What she didn't expect was that Su Tiyue had met Lin Yan before, but she didn't know it at the time.
Su Tiyue felt that Wen Yan was beautiful, kind-hearted, and had superb medical skills; she was a woman she admired.
...
Wait, what else did Wen Yan just say?
Does Second Brother also know Wen Yan's identity?
Su Tiyue looked at the three people in the dungeon with a worried expression.
They are the treacherous and vicious Han Zhou, the deeply hidden Wen Yan, and... the calm yet extremely shrewd Xiao He Ye.
At this moment, all three of them probably wanted Su Lang dead.
After all, the only way to truly silence someone is to kill them.
Her fingertips, hidden under her sleeve, felt slightly cold. Su Tiyue's mind went blank after the two siblings discovered such a big secret.
She didn't know how to ask Xiao Heye to spare her second brother, because at this moment... Su Tiyue herself was in dire straits.
She also learned Wen Yan's secret.
This is a heinous crime of regicide.
Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, countless eyes in and out of the court are on Xiao Heye, hoping he will fall from power so that everyone can join forces to overthrow his forces.
Su Tiyue stepped back and gently tugged at Xiao Heye's sleeve with her slender fingers.
The meaning is quite obvious.
"Now that things have come to this, what do you want to do?" Xiao Heye rested his elbows on his knees and leaned slightly down to look at Wen Yan, who was kneeling on the ground.
Wen Yan looked up at Su Tiyue beside Xiao Heye, and said with a hardened heart, "This subordinate wants to... get rid of him as soon as possible."
Xiao Heye was not surprised by this answer, as he knew what kind of woman Wen Yan was.
“We don’t kill anyone with the surname Su…” Xiao Heye casually twirled the jade thumb ring on his thumb, his face grim.
Wen Yan frowned, only then realizing that what Han Zhou had said earlier was true.
Wen Yan is a smart person.
She knew it the moment Xiao Heye uttered those words.
All of this... must be for the woman standing next to him.
"Master, then spare Su Lang's life." Wen Yan quickly changed her mind, her eyes lowered, her voice carrying an icy chill:
“If I don’t want him to speak, I will cut out his tongue; if I don’t want him to write or paint, I will remove his hands and feet… In this way, he can keep this secret forever.”
"Tsk." He paused.
Then came silence, a deep, quiet silence.
Su Tiyue's heart was pounding in her chest; she simply couldn't believe these words came from Wen Yan's mouth.
...
“Alright… then we’ll do it your way.” Xiao Heye straightened up, his ambiguous smile making everyone around him hold their breath.
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