Wen Zhixuan looked ashamed. "Back then, in order to save you, I used a female corpse with a similar figure to yours as a substitute. In His Majesty's eyes, you are already dead."
Jiang Shuman was stunned.
Yes, how come she didn't think of that?
At that time, the Jiang family was guilty of treason. Once someone entered a place like the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau), how could they easily leave? How could the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Revenue not investigate? Wen Zhixuan was a cultivator, so disguising himself and changing his face was a piece of cake for him.
Many who were sent to the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment institution) committed suicide because they could not bear the humiliation.
If she were to 'come back to life' now, Wen Zhixuan would be committing treason.
Emperor Hongde feels guilty towards the Jiang family now and may not punish them. However, Wen Zhixuan, a new nobleman of unknown origin, has easily become the emperor's favorite. How could the powerful families in the court be willing to accept this?
With such a huge weakness in their hands, how could they possibly let it go?
If this escalates, the imperial examination system will likely be stillborn.
In the eyes of emperors, power and the empire are greater than anything else.
Jiang Shuman gave a wry smile.
Wen Zhixuan said softly, "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid Miss Jiang will have to stay at my place for the time being."
Jiang Shuman felt a void in her heart.
The witchcraft case was overturned, but those who died will never open their eyes again.
What's the point of her clinging to life under the guise of being dead?
Perhaps sensing what she was thinking, Wen Zhixuan said, "Young Master Jiang might still be alive. I'm sending people to search for him. Don't lose heart; perhaps you and your brother will meet again someday."
"Really?"
Like a drowning person grabbing onto the last buoy, Jiang Shuman's eyes shone with hope.
Wen Zhixuan solemnly said, "Heaven wouldn't be so cruel. I believe that good deeds will be rewarded."
He gave Jiang Shuman hope.
But it was quickly shattered.
Two years later, Emperor Hongde bestowed his eldest princess upon Wen Zhixuan in marriage.
Jiang Shuman learned of this from a maid and knew it was time for her to leave.
In fact, she had brought it up several times in the past two years, but Wen Zhixuan had always rejected it, arguing that it would be dangerous for a weak woman like her to go out. Once, Jiang Shuman looked him directly in the eye and said, "Then why can't you help me regain my martial arts?"
Wen Zhixuan remained silent.
Jiang Shuman calmly revealed the truth, "Because my wings were clipped, I was forced to accept my fate as your vassal, willingly becoming your caged bird, right?"
Wen Zhixuan's breath hitched, and he avoided eye contact.
"You get some rest, I'll come see you another day."
Jiang Shuman did not shout or yell.
Because it's useless.
She remained calm and secretly planned her escape.
If you don't succeed the first time, you won't get a second chance.
Since she laid her cards on the table, Wen Zhixuan, under the guise of protecting her, has sent even more people to monitor her.
Not having martial arts skills doesn't mean she's not smart.
She had been planning for two years, and finally the opportunity came.
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