General Ji was released without charge, and the emperor even granted him a period of leave because of the incident.
Wan Ge took a quick look and exchanged a few words with General Ji.
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General Ji looked at his younger sister, knowing she must have been worried sick while he was imprisoned. He reached out and touched her head, saying, "Don't be afraid, I'm alright now. Rest assured, His Majesty will clear my name if I did nothing wrong."
General Ji also sensed something was amiss, but as the imprisoned person, unable to contact anyone, he had no way of verifying the situation. He vaguely felt that the Prefect of Yingjiang was suspicious.
At this moment, Wan Ge's face was devoid of a smile. She looked at General Ji seriously and asked, "Brother, do you really believe that His Majesty exonerated you?"
General Ji knew that wasn't the case, but he knew that his sister was extremely fond of the emperor. Regardless of whether the matter was related to the emperor, the person who ultimately ordered his release was indeed the emperor, even though the person who imprisoned him was also the emperor.
However, he did not want his sister to have too much conflict with the emperor, after all, they were husband and wife and would spend their lives together.
He hadn't expected Wan Ge to say that so suddenly. General Ji Xiao was at a loss for words when facing his sister for the first time.
"Brother, I no longer have any expectations of him."
With just that one sentence, General Ji instantly understood Wan Ge's meaning. He guessed that Wan Ge must have asked for his help after he went in, and the outcome might be worse than he imagined.
It wasn't until later that General Ji learned that he hadn't been executed because his pregnant sister had knelt in the snow for two hours.
Because of this incident, news spread that Wan Ge was out of favor. For half a month, the emperor hadn't visited her palace.
General Ji was filled with mixed feelings. He had thought that his sister was deeply loved by the emperor, but now he realized that the emperor's so-called deep affection was nothing more than that.
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After meeting with General Ji, Wan Ge returned to her palace and resumed her confinement, going nowhere except to her palace.
After finishing his business, Ye Zhaobai went to Wange's Chaohua Palace before dusk.
Dressed in red, Wan Ge stood in the snow, reaching out to catch a falling plum blossom. No palace maids stood beside her; she, amidst the vast expanse of white snow, was like that delicate and proud red plum blossom.
They are like plum blossom fairies descended from heaven, isolated from the world, like banished immortals, as if they would disappear into the world with the snowflakes at any moment.
Perhaps sensing his gaze, Wan Ge turned around.
I don't know if it's because I started to care, but that's why I gradually realized that she is really beautiful, and she seems to be getting more and more beautiful.
The woman, once hailed as the most beautiful woman in the capital, was indeed unparalleled in the world.
Unfortunately, this woman is no longer the general's daughter from his childhood memories, who came to him with a pure smile and skipped around.
She is now quiet and indifferent, treating him with boundless estrangement.
No! No way! How could this be? After all, Wan Ge is his queen, his wife.
Wan Ge shouldn't be estranged from him; they are husband and wife.
With this thought in mind, Ye Zhaobai stepped forward and reached out to hug her, but Wan Ge turned and left.
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