Wan Ge glanced at the other person's expression and continued, "Back then, I thought about arranging a fake assassination during the spring hunt so that I could fake my death in the hunting grounds."
But later I really liked you and didn't want to leave you, so I didn't arrange the assassination.
But I didn't expect to be assassinated. I forgot to tell my father that there was no need to arrange a fake body. My father probably didn't know that I had canceled the plan, so he still arranged one for me.
You... still recognize me the moment you see me.
Ye Zhao pulled her into his arms, carefully avoiding touching the wound on her shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "When I first saw that corpse, I really thought it was you, but when I reached out to touch it, I knew instantly that it wasn't you. Even though I didn't see through the disguise on the corpse at that time, I was still certain that it wasn't you."
Ye Zhao's tone suddenly became much more aggrieved as she said this: "I love you so much, but you still turned against me with swords drawn for another man. Do you know that if I hadn't recognized you, the guards might have killed you?"
Wan Ge touched his face: "Mu Qingzhou can't die now. Keep him locked up for now, and you can do whatever you want with him when the time is right."
Seeing that the other party didn't seem to really want to spare Mu Qingzhou, Ye Zhao asked with a puzzled look, "How long do we have to wait? Why do we have to wait? Is there something you need to do, Xiao Ge'er?"
Wan Ge closed her eyes and sighed softly: "Wait until his luck dissipates, until we wipe out all their forces."
Mu Qingzhou's luck will gradually decline while he's in prison. If all his forces are eliminated, his luck will dissipate even faster. Without the protagonist's halo, he can be executed for the crime of assassinating the emperor.
Looking at her, Ye Zhao asked again, "Is Xiao Ge'er feeling regretful?"
Wan Ge gave a soft "hmm": "Mu Qingzhou isn't too bad. Putting aside everything else, he has indeed recovered territory and guarded the borders over the years. It's just a pity that he's a blind man who listens to whatever others say."
The phrase "evening song" refers not only to emotions.
"Ah Zhao, let's go back to our palace first."
"Okay." Ye Zhao picked the person up and told the guards around him to call the female imperial physician.
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Ye Zhao looked at the many wounds on Wan Ge's body and felt heartbroken: "Why didn't you take better care of your wounds, Xiao Ge'er?"
"It's been treated, but it's a bit serious because it's been soaking in water for a long time. It's nothing to worry about." Wan Ge patted his head again.
Ye Zhao paused slightly, then finally sat down beside her: "I don't know why, but I always feel like my little Ge'er is different."
Wan Ge smiled and replied softly, "Yes, it's different now. Having died once, I'm no longer afraid of His Majesty. Does His Majesty not like me like this?"
Ye Zhao quickly shook his head: "I like her, no matter what Xiao Ge'er is like, I like her."
Wan Ge kissed him on the cheek, and Ye Zhao, looking at her bright red lips, immediately kissed her back.
Wan Ge obediently closed her eyes; the feeling of not being controlled by the plot was indeed much better.
After regaining her memories, Wan Ge also discovered that she had been manipulated by the plot for a period of time.
That's why I was so afraid of Ye Zhao. She was just a little princess, so I shouldn't have been that afraid. If it weren't for the plot, Wan Ge wouldn't have been like that.
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