Chapter 205: Every cause has its effect. How could I hate you?
Just when He Zhiyu was about to speak, Qiao Wanyan suddenly walked towards him.
Instead of stopping beside him, he walked straight around him and went to the backyard.
She walked away with light lotus steps, and a rich and subtle fragrance wafted quietly.
It is like the flowers blooming in spring, with a hint of sweetness that lingers in the nose for a long time.
The garden is full of winding paths and charming scenery, and the mist rising from the hot spring pool makes it seem like a fairyland on earth.
Qiao Wanyan stood beside a peony flower with her back to He Zhiyu. But her shoulders were shaking slightly, and it was clear that she was crying.
He Zhiyu: "Wan Yan."
Qiao Wanyan lowered her head and refused to look back at him. Her tone was choked with sobs and as clear as the wind. "Your Highness must have called me here to ask me if I have done anything to hurt my elder sister, right?"
From the look of her that wouldn't lie, He Zhiyu had already guessed who had caused the two scars on Qiao Yihuan's shoulders.
The reason why she was called here was because she really wanted to know the real reason.
But seeing her so frightened, He Zhiyu couldn't say the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
When it comes down to it, I have no right to question Wan Yan.
What identity? Is it the identity of the prince?
The prince has no control over the Qiao family’s affairs.
Qiao Wanyan suddenly turned around, her clear and sparkling peach blossom eyes were red from crying. Tears soaked her rosy cheeks, making her look indescribably pitiful.
As for Yu Qiao Wanyan, she is clearly aware of her beauty and also clearly knows what advantages it can bring her.
Beauty alone will only make her a plaything of the powerful, but she has a good father and a good mother to support her, so she dares to use her beauty as a weapon to get what she wants.
There is nothing shameless about using everything you can for your ultimate goal.
Looking at the emperors of the nine provinces, which one relied on himself to maintain his high position? Which one did not obtain the throne by having countless counselors and obedient generals?
Reading more books can naturally help you absorb the essence and discard the dross. She just learned it from those emperors who are above everyone else.
"Sister didn't lie."
He Zhiyu knew it, but even though he knew it in his heart, he was still a little surprised to hear this sentence.
It was surprising that she actually said this at this moment.
If she didn't tell him, he wouldn't force her to tell him.
Qiao Wanyan asked softly, "Your Highness, do you still remember the assassin you encountered on the way back from Qingzhou?"
He Zhiyu nodded slightly and listened quietly to her next words.
"Your Highness asked the young marquis to stay with me to protect me. I said I was worried about my sister, but I was actually worried about Your Highness. I knew that going there would only cause trouble for Your Highness, but I was so anxious that I couldn't make the right judgment. I ran to my sister regardless of everything, to the place closest to Your Highness."
Qiao Wanyan kept talking and the tears in her eyes kept flowing.
It fell drop by drop, quietly and aggrieved. In He Zhiyu's eyes, even if Qiao Wanyan wanted to come over and point at his nose and scold him for being disrespectful, he was afraid that he would not be able to say a word of scolding.
"But, but......"
When Qiao Wanyan said this, she suddenly choked up, as if there were thousands of obstacles blocking her from saying anything else.
The hand hidden in the sleeve pinched his thigh, and the tears in his eyes cried even harder.
He Zhiyu's heart trembled slightly. He walked over quickly, took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, but even though a corner of the handkerchief was soaked, her tears did not stop.
It's like water, it can't be stopped.
He Zhiyu said gently: "Don't cry."
Qiao Wanyan cursed inwardly, "Nonsense, I really won't cry anymore. I said with confidence that I almost took Qiao Yihuan's life, and you're not heartbroken for Qiao Yihuan?"
"For some reason, my sister suddenly pushed me out. Then, I was hit in the shoulder by an arrow shot by an assassin. I don't understand. I don't understand why my sister treated me like that when she was always so good to me. Why did she want to kill me!"
Qiao Wanyan suddenly broke down and burst into tears, and He Zhiyu also fell silent.
He thought about it a lot, but he never imagined that the truth would be like this.
"I was pushed off the cliff by an assassin. I was so scared the moment I fell. I was so scared that I would really die. I don't understand why my sister treated me like that. If she was upset in any way, she could have told me. Why did she treat me like this?"
Qiao Wanyan's voice trembled as she spoke the last part.
"So later, I had someone stab my sister in the shoulder with a barbed arrow out of revenge. I couldn't help but resent my sister, but I didn't dare to tell His Highness the truth of the matter, so I lied and said that I saw the arrow shot by the assassin in the dark and wanted to block it for His Highness."
He Zhiyu didn't understand: "Why don't you dare to say it?"
Qiao Wanyan looked at him, "Your Highness was very good to my sister at that time, and the whole capital knew that Your Highness liked my sister. What's the point if I tell him? Xiaoying pushed me into this, but Your Highness just brushed it off. Will Your Highness make the decision for me if I tell him?"
These words were the same as those spoken by Qiao Yihuan to accuse He Zhiyu, but coming from Qiao Wanyan's mouth, there was not a trace of resentment at all.
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"I threatened my sister not to tell anyone. I was afraid that His Highness would know about my vicious behavior. I was afraid that His Highness would hate me because he felt sorry for my sister. So I kept this matter in my heart and didn't want His Highness to know."
Qiao Wanyan let out a long breath, "But now that His Highness knows about it, His Highness must think that I am a bad person and must be disgusted with me."
He Zhiyu was about to speak when he saw Qiao Wanyan suddenly throw herself into his arms and hug him tightly.
As the warm and fragrant beauty came into his arms, He Zhiyu's mind went blank in an instant.
He had never felt such an intimate gesture before.
Qiao Wanyan hugged him and happened to see a familiar figure standing at the door.
She was not the least bit panicked, and continued to perform as if possessed by a spirit: "I'm afraid that Your Highness will hate me. Please don't hate me, okay?"
He Zhiyu did not hesitate, "How could I hate you? You have survived a near-death experience and it is only natural for you to behave like that."
"Everything has its own cause, so don't be afraid."
Jiang Qiyun watched this scene silently, his eyes met Qiao Wanyan's, and he clearly saw that her voice was completely different from her coldness and indifference just now.
At that moment, Jiang Qiyun understood a fact.
Qiao Wanyan doesn't like the prince.
Jiang Qiyun's slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
However, Jiang Qiyun seemed to have misunderstood. Qiao Wanyan's expression was just because she was in a bad mood because she was slightly injured while hugging He Zhiyu, so she continued to pretend. He Zhiyu couldn't see her expression at the moment.
As for whether Jiang Qiyun saw it or not, for her, it was not worth her worrying about it since he was not the prince.
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