Chapter 46 Embroidery
Wen Wanyu returned to Changlixuan. He rubbed his neck, and as he calmed down, he felt something was wrong.
Looking at Bai Su: "Don't you think what happened today is strange?"
Bai Su paused while combing her hair: "It's really strange when you say that, young lady..."
Wen Wanyu analyzed, "It's perfectly normal to have a brocade box on the dressing table. But there are so many boxes on our table, why did Nanny Li take this one? I'm wondering if someone deliberately reminded her."
"Like a cloud?"
Wen Wanyu didn't say anything. She looked at the brocade box on the dressing table and fell into silence. She was not sure.
"My lady, I have been feeling very uneasy these past few days. So I put the medicine into the storage cabinet in advance. I never expected that..."
"I didn't expect to escape." Wen Wanyu smiled bitterly.
Fortunately, Bai Su had foresight. Otherwise, would she still be able to stay here?
"Call Siyun in." She said weakly.
"Yes." Bai Su put down the comb.
Siyun walked into the room and looked at the young lady with fear.
The young lady sat quietly, her long black hair draped over her shoulders, her expression calm and unmoved. But the calmer the young lady was, the more frightened she became.
Siyun's voice was trembling and unsteady, her voice was shaking, and she stuttered, "Young Master, you...you are looking for this servant?"
She still didn't speak.
He stared at her calmly, as if he wanted to see through all her secrets.
Cold sweat oozed from Siyun's forehead, and her tone seemed to be begging for mercy: "My young master..."
Wen Wanyu curled up the corners of his mouth, glanced at her and then retracted his gaze, "Siyun, do you have anything to say to me?"
Siyun's palms were icy cold, as if enveloped in a cold fear. She was in a state of confusion and hesitation: "My servant, I don't know what to say."
Wen Wanyu chuckled for a split second, as if she had just heard some ridiculous joke. Then, she raised her eyelids and looked directly at Siyun.
"Siyun, I gave you a chance."
Her eyes were chilling yet clear as autumn water. Siyun suddenly remembered what the young lady had said when they first met. Her face turned pale, draining of all color, and she slumped to her knees.
"My lady, I know I was wrong."
Wen Wanyu smiled, "It's too late."
He looked at the light coming in through the window and said, "I asked you if you had anything to say to me because I was giving you a chance. We are not perfect, and we make mistakes. But Siyun, you can't make the same mistake over and over again, can you?"
Siyun's lips were dry and her tongue seemed to be stuck to her palate, making it impossible to speak. She felt a surge of regret.
"Siyun, I know you think I'm biased. But have you ever thought about why I don't take you out?"
Siyun remained silent. Wen Wanyu sighed softly and said, "You're not as clever as Bai Su and Qing Dai, and you have a rather impulsive temper. But you're methodical, so I'll have you serve outside the palace. I'll leave all matters at Chang Lixuan to you, Bai Su, and Xiao Quanzi."
Siyun moved her lips, tears struggling to spill from her eyes. Only now did she understand the young lady's good intentions.
She was wrong. She regretted it so much.
The breeze twirled Wen Wanyu's black hair, and her almond-shaped eyes seemed to be stained with a thin layer of frost. "Siyun, you and I were once master and servant. I miss you for a reason. Whatever I ask, you answer truthfully."
Siyun nodded vigorously.
"Did you tell Madam Li that this brocade box contained something?"
"It was you," Siyun said in a low, hoarse voice. "I overheard your conversation with Sister Bai Su and learned that the brocade box contained something important that must not be discovered. I was blinded by my unwillingness."
Wen Wanyu took a deep breath and pressed, "Siyun, do you want to kill me?"
"Your servant..." Tears dried on her face. Siyun didn't know how to answer.
At that time, her eyes were filled with anger after being treated unfairly.
Wen Wanyu said, "I have one last question. Were you provoked by someone?"
Siyun paused for a moment, "My lord, there is..."
"Who is it?"
Siyun gritted her teeth and said, "It's Lin Fenyi. I once met Lin Fenyi in the small garden."
It turned out to be Lin Fenyi, that's not surprising.
After Concubine Xu's downfall, Concubine Yang devoted herself to promoting Lin Fenyi. It was natural that Lin Fenyi hated her.
"I once said that my bottom line is that I will not allow anyone to betray me. Siyun, I have given you a chance. Go away." Wen Wanyu turned his head and stopped looking at her.
No one is perfect, and the most terrifying thing is that even when she gives someone an opportunity, they still refuse to seize it.
Siyun was frightened, her voice tinged with tears, and she spoke without missing a word: "My lady, I really know I was wrong. Please don't chase me away."
"I will never do such a thing again. I know I was wrong, my lady, you can do anything I want."
"Seriously? You can do anything?" Wen Wanyu curled his lips imperceptibly, "I want you to swear to heaven."
Siyun immediately raised three fingers and said, "I swear to heaven that I will never betray my master in this life. I will do whatever my master asks me to do!"
"Okay." Wen Wanyu had a faint smile on her face.
The sky is dark, the stars are twinkling, and a crescent moon hangs in the sky.
Walking aimlessly on a hot summer night, Xie Junyao rejected the various options proposed by Li Dexian and unknowingly arrived at Changlixuan.
She leaned on the couch, her legs moving restlessly. In the candlelight, her face was as radiant as jade, and she looked extremely serious.
When he got closer, he saw that she was embroidering. Since she was embroidering, Xie Junyao didn't call her, lest she get scared and prick her finger.
Coincidentally, Wen Wanyu and he seemed to have telepathy. Not long after he stood up, she raised her head.
Wen Wanyu was stunned, but finally pricked his finger.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?" The tone was one of surprise.
Xie Junyao smiled and said, "Just walking around casually, I arrived at Changlixuan without realizing it."
He lifted her hand. There was a red spot on her finger, bleeding. He blew on it gently. "Does it hurt?"
Wen Wanyu shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."
Xie Junyao smiled and found that she was a bit stubborn. Shouldn't she say it hurts at this time?
His gaze lingered on the embroidery behind her for a moment, his thick eyebrows raised, and he suddenly smiled, "Are you embroidering a sachet for me?"
“That’s not…”
"Oh?" Xie Junyao said with a clear smile: "It has a dragon embroidered on it, and you said it's not for me."
Wen Wanyu: “…”
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
She lowered her head and said nothing, her face flushed with the revelation of her past. Xie Junyao looked at her, the smile in his eyes growing even brighter. "Wanwan's needlework is better than I imagined."
Wen Wanyu: "Don't I look like someone who is good at needlework?"
Xie Junyao said frankly: "Not like it."
Wen Wanyu: “…”
"Your Majesty, you are really good at talking."
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