Chapter 81
◎The prince who is both a dramatic actor and a green tea lover.◎
Wei Che also realized it at this time. He raised his hand and touched his nose, smiling awkwardly: "Aren't your feet always colder than your hands? I'm just tightening your feet first - oh, it hurts, where do you get the strength! My ears!"
The two of them fought on the bed for a while, and finally Wei Che's wound burst open. Xu Qinghe's body also became hot, and his attention was temporarily diverted, and he forgot the pain in his abdomen.
She rubbed her lower abdomen and began to drive people away: "Go find Master Fu to rebandage your wound."
He had kept his injury a secret from others, and including Nanzhi, only the four of them knew about it.
Of course Wei Che refused and insisted that Xu Qinghe bandage him.
They said she was clever and dexterous, beautiful and kind, and that she was magnanimous and forgiving. In short, they deceived and coaxed her into retaining the right to sleep in this bed.
Xu Qinghe hummed a light grunt in response and slowly unwrapped the soaked cotton cloth for him, but was stunned when he saw the hideous wound.
She had never seen his injury in its entirety before, but now I only saw a scar more than six inches long that ran from his left shoulder all the way around his entire back and finally stopped at his right waist.
The wound has not yet begun to heal. Although it has been treated and is not as horrific as it was at the beginning, one can still see its terrifying depth.
Xu Qinghe was even wondering what kind of powerful warrior it was that could hold a long sword and draw it out in a flash to cut such a wound directly on his back.
With shaking hands, she untied all the cotton cloth and applied the medicine to him bit by bit.
Wei Che naturally noticed the girl's abnormality and secretly regretted that he shouldn't have pestered her to bandage his wounds. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain while calmly speaking to divert her attention.
"Didn't you ask me this morning if a broken leg wouldn't look too fake? Don't worry, in the eyes of others, I'm just a foolish prince trying to look good. It's perfectly normal for me to get hurt after a noisy sparring match. They won't think too much of it."
The girl behind him responded muffledly, still looking unhappy.
Wei Che then picked up some other things and told her, "The witnesses who should have been sent have been delivered to the authorities. Qi Sheng personally led the arrest of Wei Si. He asked me to thank you and come visit you in a few days with Princess Jing'an. The Cen family has been imprisoned, and the Wei family members have been dismissed from their official positions. Even the Queen Mother Wei is in seclusion in the palace. However, I heard that Queen Wei is in good health these days and has begun to take charge of the palace again."
He had originally planned not to let her know many things, so as to prevent the girl from always worrying and looking sad.
After all, he would rather she always be the carefree little princess of the Nan'an Palace.
But after hearing this, Xu Qinghe still said nothing and just responded in a muffled voice.
She had sprinkled the powder on his wound, her movements were gentle, so that Wei Che did not feel much pain. Now she was picking up a new piece of dry and soft cotton cloth to wrap around him.
Just as she was about to walk around him, Wei Che suddenly held her hand.
He turned around, met her slightly red eyes, and sighed: "If I get hurt again in the future, I won't dare to look for you again. This wound has almost healed and it doesn't hurt anymore. Why are your eyes still red?"
Xu Qinghe lowered her eyes and raised her hand to slap his face away: "In the future? Do you still want a future?"
She scoffed and ruthlessly exposed him: "It's only been a few days, how can you say you're almost healed? You're always telling lies with your eyes open. Turn around quickly, I want to continue wrapping it."
Her craftsmanship was not very skilled, but perhaps because he was someone she cared about, her movements were particularly delicate and gentle.
Wei Che sat upright, not daring to move, with a happy smile on his lips.
With a beautiful woman by his side, although his words were not whispered softly, they were sincere and heartfelt.
The dream he had been waiting for for five years has finally come true.
**
On the 25th of June, the sun was still shining brightly and the summer heat had not yet dissipated.
Hot air was billowing above the streets, as if several invisible fires had started, and even the summer breeze was wrapped in heat waves.
However, inside the dungeon, it was dark and damp.
Completely different from the scorching summer outside, this place is like another world, cool and depressing, with a rotten and indescribable smell everywhere, like a spider silk tied around a person, tightening inch by inch, making it hard to breathe.
Cen Liangping was taken into custody by the imperial guards led by Qi Sheng, so naturally he was also in charge of his guard.
Wei Che and Xu Qinghe followed him here, and the three of them stopped at the dungeon entrance.
"I don't ask about your affairs, nor will I interfere. This concession is only for Jing'an. I hope that no matter what the princess does, she will not implicate her." Qi Sheng still had an expressionless face, but he was somewhat moved when he mentioned Jing'an.
Xu Qinghe nodded in agreement.
Even without him saying it, she would never drag Jing'an into this.
She was about to step in when Wei Che held her back: "It's damp in there, don't go in as a girl. Be careful not to get sick. I'll go in and ask."
Xu Qinghe thought of the injury on his back and said, "You should stay here. Your injury hasn't healed yet."
In the end, neither of them could persuade the other, so they had to go in together.
Cen Liangping had been in prison for several days, and his previously meticulous appearance was long gone. He pushed aside the gray hair that was almost stuck together in front of his eyes, squinted his eyes and looked at the two people standing in front of him for a long time, and in the end he only recognized one, Wei Che.
Since she recognized him, he knew without a doubt that the cold-faced beauty beside him was Princess Qinghe.
"So it's Princess Qinghe. Then I know what the princess wants to ask." Cen Liangping raised the corners of his lips.
Xu Qinghe lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Then Minister Cen, are you willing to tell me the truth?"
Cen Liangping: "As long as you two can protect my Chuan'er, I will tell you everything I know."
Cen Chuan indirectly killed countless victims, and no one could protect him.
Xu Qinghe thought of the third Miss Cen, Cen Mengxia, whom he saw from afar when he walked through the prison corridor just now.
The girl who used to be so proud and beautiful now sat huddled on a haystack with a dirty face, no longer as beautiful as before.
She tugged at Wei Che's sleeve, and without her having to say anything, he understood: "I can protect the innocent women in your family from being implicated. As for Cen Chuan, and you who are guilty of harboring a criminal, no one can save you."
Cen Liangping closed his cloudy eyes, suddenly laughed a few times, and finally said: "Forget it, forget it, as long as they are safe."
He looked at the hands of the couple in front of him, leaning against each other intimately, and curled his lips: "However, I advise the princess and the prince not to know about what happened back then."
His words were ambiguous, he just said that it was better not to know it together, but he didn't say the reason.
However, Wei Che's palms tightened, and he already had a premonition of what he was going to say.
He closed his eyes, then looked at the girl beside him, looked into her eyes and asked her: "Do you believe me?"
Xu Qinghe nodded. Of course she believed it, but...
"This is a matter between the Nan'an Palace and the Southern Border Army. Let me handle it myself."
She didn't want to involve Jing'an, and now she also had some thoughts of not wanting to implicate Wei Che. He had done enough for her, and there was no reason for him to continue to plan for her.
Wei Che sighed heavily, lowered his thick black eyelashes, and turned down the corners of his mouth slightly, with a look of loneliness on his face: "Princess, you still treat me as an outsider."
"If it was Xie Qi standing here now, would you let him go?"
Xu Qinghe didn't know how this matter had been linked to Xie Qi again. She just shook her head: "This is different. He is a member of the Xie family. This matter is originally related to him, but you are not..."
"What's the same or different?" Wei Che interrupted her with a self-deprecating smile on his face.
"It's just that he's the one you hold dear to your heart, the one you'll never forget, and I'm just your idle pastime. You don't consider me your own at all, and you've never thought of trusting me. You have him in your heart, but not me. This is the real difference."
Xu Qinghe really didn't understand. Weren't they just discussing serious matters? Why did they suddenly talk about relationship issues?
Just seeing his sad and bitter expression, her heart ached subconsciously: "Wei Che, it's not like this, I..."
She wanted to explain desperately, but the words just wouldn't come out.
The corners of Wei Che's mouth curved even deeper, but his eyes weren't filled with a smile at all. Instead, they were filled with mockery. "See, you can't even say you like me, so why are you rushing to explain yourself? And really, I'm just a tool you throw away after using it. How can I possibly deserve your 'like'?"
He usually spoiled her, so how could he be so unreasonable?
Xu Qinghe didn't want to argue with him about whether he liked her or not, as the business was at hand: "Wei Che, now is not the time to discuss this..."
"You two, I don't have the heart to listen to you two expressing your feelings to each other." Cen Liangping looked at them coldly and interrupted them.
He first glanced at Wei Che, a meaningful expression emerging in his bloodshot eyes, and then he glanced coldly at Xu Qinghe: "The princess is just a woman, it's useless for you to listen to this, you'd better leave quickly."
Xu Qinghe naturally knew this, because Cen Liangping understood that Wei Che was the one who could truly help him protect the innocent women of the Cen family.
She raised her hand and held Wei Che's hand, trying to show her goodwill to him in her own way, but then quickly let go and walked towards the entrance of the cell.
Wei Che breathed a sigh of relief.
Of course, what he said just now was not to make Xie Qi jealous, but just to force the girl to leave angrily as soon as possible.
But he didn't expect that the girl not only didn't leave angrily, but instead wanted to make peace with him.
He moved his fingers, and the soft touch on his little finger seemed to still be there, but the girl had gone far away.
Although the lights were on in the corridor of the cell, it was damp and slippery. He was worried, so he followed her and escorted her to the entrance before returning to the cell.
"Can you tell me now?"
Wei Che put his hands behind his back and looked at Cen Liangping with lowered eyes, with a condescending look.
Cen Liangping was stunned for a moment under his scrutinizing gaze, then smiled and said, "Prince Wei, are you truly interested in that princess? Or are you simply after her reputation as the remains of the Nan'an Prince's Mansion, so you can use her status to more easily bring the Southern Border Army under your control?"
"Cen Liangping." Wei Che pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled. He squatted down and looked at Cen Liangping, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a cold look in his eyes: "There is one thing you must understand. Now-"
He raised his finger, and touched Cen Liangping's chest with his slender fingertips, saying word by word, "You are begging me."
The figure that was so tall just now suddenly became half as short as before, but the aura and pressure on his body did not diminish at all. Instead, it became more intimidating as the distance got closer.
For a moment, Cen Liangping was almost shocked by the young man in front of him, and tremblingly told him everything he knew.
Just when he was about to blurt out the truth, his years of experience finally held him back.
Cen Liangping looked up, met Wei Che's scrutinizing and intimidating gaze, and gave him another ambiguous smile.
"Of course I will tell you the truth, Your Highness. I'm just afraid that once you know the truth, you will no longer have your beloved wife by your side like before."
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