However, Jiang Yihan was still immersed in the thunderous "voice of his heart" just now, his brain was in a mess, and he did not receive her signal for help at all.
Jiang Yuyao could only act and talk to herself.
"It seems that big brother is really busy today... Yuyao is sorry to disturb you..." She bent her knees slightly, bowed, and lowered her eyelashes to cover up the jealousy that was about to burst out.
She dragged her feet, turning hesitantly, pausing at each step. She was waiting, waiting for some voice to call her back, to give her a way out, preferably someone to denounce the brother and sister's coldness and indifference on her behalf, to let everyone see her grievance.
Behind him was a dead silence. No one tried to persuade him to stay, no one tried to comfort him, and no one came forward to seek justice.
Even Jiang Yihan stood there like a wooden man.
As she reached the edge of the corridor leading to the outer hall, the last bit of her acting strength drained away. Jiang Yuyao straightened her back, the false tenderness on her face completely vanishing, leaving only the indifference and resentment of being exposed.
Without even looking back, she quickened her pace and disappeared into the depths of the temple.
This time, the tentative plan was completely in vain.
Jiang Songyi looked at Jiang Yuyao's back as she almost fled in panic, and finally couldn't help but let out a very light and short sneer.
Jiang Yuyao's abacus beads were almost reaching her face.
Want to use big brother's fame in front of the emperor to build her own memorial arch? Oh, don't you even consider whether big brother is willing to be her stepping stone?
Jiang Yihan was startled by her almost silent sneer, and his mind instantly became a little clearer.
He stared at Jiang Songyi, trying to find any trace of guilt or disguise on her face.
No.
Jiang Songyi even tilted her head slightly in a good mood, as if admiring a carving on the distant screen, her expression natural and impeccable.
Jiang Yihan's heart was filled with fear and curiosity.
No! He must verify!
He took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the turmoil in his heart, turned to Jiang Jinzhao, and spoke as calmly as possible:
"Brother, the incident with Xia Miao at Mount Li caused quite a stir." Jiang Yihuan's voice was deliberately lowered, but his eyes seemed to glance at Jiang Songyi's profile unintentionally. Every word he said carried the weight of probing. "The Fourth Prince had to suffer such a misfortune. His left eye was pierced by an arrow! I heard he bled a lot. The Chief Medical Officer and all his capable staff worked hard for two days and two nights. The skin around his eye has healed, but that eye..."
He shook his head, his face revealing genuine fear and regret. "The doctors tried their best, but they couldn't save him. He was so young, alas..."
As he said this, the corner of his eye was glued to Jiang Songyi.
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