"knew."
Wen Zhu nodded slightly in response, then picked up the chopsticks, carefully selected a few dishes from the plate, put them into Fu Zhiyao's bowl, and then slowly walked to the opposite side and sat down, a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
After dinner, it was getting dark, and Wen Zhu planned to go to Yuexiayuan to see how Wu Jingxuan was doing.
Seeing her getting ready to go out, Fu Zhiyao felt a little uneasy, so he decided to accompany her just in case.
When the two arrived at Yuexiayuan, the maids naturally didn't dare to say anything and quickly made way for them.
Fu Zhiyao quietly retreated to a secluded corner in the corridor, waiting quietly for what would happen next.
After entering the yard, Wen Zhu called out, "Miss Wu, I came here specially to visit you."
The voice is soft and pleasant, full of care.
A low and slightly hoarse reply came from inside the house: "I don't need you to bother me!"
Although the words were brief, they were enough to reveal the speaker's irritable mood at the moment - it was Wu Jingxuan's voice.
At this time, a little girl who was responsible for taking care of Wu Jingxuan's daily life came out of the room and explained to Wen Zhu in a low voice: "Ever since that incident, Miss Wu has been crying all day and hasn't eaten much until now."
After listening to this, Wen Zhu couldn't help but sigh and said softly: "What a stubborn person."
However, just as he finished speaking, the door curtain suddenly moved slightly, and Wu Jingxuan, looking haggard, suddenly opened the door curtain and walked out. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying for a long time. She was staring at Wen Zhu standing in front of her, and asked with a bit of hostility in her tone, "Who are you calling stubborn?"
Faced with the other party's words that were clearly somewhat challenging, Wen Zhu did not retreat or get angry. Instead, he looked Wu Jingxuan in the eyes firmly and calmly and said, "If you refuse to eat or drink like this, it will make those who want to hurt you feel that they have succeeded, right?"
In addition to sincerity, her eyes also contained deep sympathy and understanding, which made the words sound not offensive.
"Oh, that's easy for you to say. How could you possibly understand my pain?"
Hearing these words, Wu Jingxuan sneered, then turned around and prepared to go back into the house.
However, at this moment, she heard whispers coming from behind her.
Wen Zhu gently pulled aside the door curtain and tried to enter the room again. He lowered his head and said softly, "Perhaps you think I'm lucky not to have suffered such misfortune... But in fact, my mother was murdered when I was very young, and to this day I have not been able to find out the truth behind it."
When he said this, Wen Zhu, who had been trying hard to hold back his tears and wanted to comfort the other person, finally couldn't control his emotions and began to choke up.
Seeing her friend's sudden change of mood, Wu Jingxuan was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly raised her head and stared at the girl in front of her who shared the same pain as her, and her tone became a little gentler.
Wen Zhu tried to calm herself down and continued, "At that time, I faced the same dilemma: pregnant and bereaved. But even in those difficult times, I insisted on eating well and staying alive, protecting my unborn child... This was not only out of a sense of responsibility for my own future, but also to fulfill my deceased mother's wishes for me. Only in this way could I find the true culprit and avenge my mother."
As she spoke, she looked at Wu Jingxuan seriously.
After hearing this, the whole room fell into a long silence, as if even the air had frozen at this moment.
"You know about me?"
Wu Jingxuan asked in a hoarse voice, with confusion and vigilance in her eyes.
"I know. The prince asked me to protect you."
Wen Zhu replied, his tone firm and serious.
Hearing this, Wu Jingxuan looked Wen Zhu up and down, as if trying to find a hint of distrust in her eyes and expression.
Fu Zhiyao did not tell his wife about these things, but told her instead.
It seems that in this matter, she is the person Fu Zhiyao truly trusts.
"You are much luckier than me. You know who your enemy is, and our prince is trying his best to help you. It won't be long before you can kill your enemy. You must take good care of yourself, and when that time comes, you must also reassure your family."
Wen Zhu spoke gently, his words full of care and encouragement.
Wu Jingxuan's eyes were red. She turned away and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. She said to the maid beside her with a choked voice, "Please help me heat up the vegetables."
The maid hurried to the kitchen, leaving the two of them in silence.
Wen Zhu sat down and continued in a gentle tone, "I'll have them bring you some vegetarian dishes these days. If you ever want to eat something else, just ask the maid to go to the kitchen and tell us. You're welcome."
"Thank you."
After hearing Wen Zhu's words, Wu Jingxuan's originally irritable and angry mood calmed down a lot, and the burden in her heart seemed to be slightly relieved.
Seeing Wen Zhu dressed simply and wearing a white jade hairpin, Wu Jingxuan felt a little sad and couldn't help but ask with concern, "How is your mother?"
"The matter is still undecided."
Wen Zhu briefly explained his mother's situation, "But I will do my best to find out the truth."
"Don't worry, we'll get to the bottom of it eventually."
Wu Jingxuan comforted him, her eyes showing gentle support.
Wen Zhu smiled and nodded, then her eyes fell on a pile of scripture manuscripts.
"Are these the Ksitigarbha Sutra that Miss Wu copied during her free time?"
Wen Zhu asked curiously, pointing to the pile of neatly stacked manuscripts.
"Yes."
When bringing up this topic, Wu Jingxuan felt like crying again, but she tried hard to hold back her emotions and not let the tears fall.
"There's a small Buddhist shrine in our wife's courtyard. If possible, could I take these scriptures there and offer them there?"
Wen Zhu suggested, hoping to do something for her within his ability.
"Okay, thank you for your help."
Wu Jingxuan sniffed lightly, and a barely perceptible hint of fatigue appeared in her voice.
Then, Wen Zhu tentatively asked, "Can I first send the scriptures to the young lady and tell her that the prince ordered you to copy the apology letter to her? Maybe that would be better?"
Her eyes were full of caution, afraid that she might say something wrong and cause Wu Jingxuan to be unhappy.
"She..." Thinking of the situation of that meeting, Wu Jingxuan couldn't help but feel her heart tighten, and anger instantly rushed to her heart.
She recalled, "That day she burst into my courtyard without warning, shouting abuse at me as if the whole world owed her something. She even demanded that I kneel down and kowtow to her. How could I agree to such an unreasonable request? I refused to go out to meet her, and instead I was subjected to even more insults. She said I was of unknown origin.
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