Chapter 17 Trust Brother is hungry, brother eats.
Yan Jinghuan stopped and slowly turned around. He narrowed his narrow eyes and fixed his gaze on the face of the Yan envoy.
Those eyes were as cold as an icy pond, so deep and unfathomable that it was impossible to tell what emotion they were feeling.
The envoy's face turned grim and he lowered his head in panic.
Shen Xingwan also turned around and looked at Yan Jinghuan. Yan Jinghuan clenched his fingertips and firmly held her hand. "Did the king not explain it clearly enough just now?"
The envoy was so shocked that his knees went weak and he fell to the ground, not daring to say a word.
Yan Jinghuan turned around completely and looked down at the envoy at his feet.
"I will say it again. I have made up my mind and will marry Shen Xingwan as my principal wife as scheduled. When you return to Yan State, just report it truthfully."
The cold voice exuded a compelling pressure, and the envoy fell to the ground and trembled slightly uncontrollably.
"Did you understand?"
"Yes...Yes...Your humble servant, I will take my leave..."
The envoy responded hastily, kowtowed three times, stood up and hurriedly left.
Shen Xingwan saw the envoy's fleeing back and couldn't help laughing, "Why is he so afraid of you, as if you would eat people?"
Yan Jinghuan turned around and softened his expression, "What about you? Are you afraid of me?"
Shen Xingwan thought about it seriously and nodded.
This time it was Yan Jinghuan who laughed and raised his eyebrows, staring at her with eyes as deep as a pool of water, "Why, are you afraid that I will eat you?"
"How could that be?"
She pretended not to understand and looked away, "I was a little scared before, but now, it's okay."
"Oh, by the way, you were going to show me something, but I missed it because of this interruption. Show it to me now."
While changing the subject, she stretched out her other hand, waved it in front of him, and asked for it.
She probably didn't realize that her cheeks were already red, just like a sweet peach just picked. A little light came through the window screen and enveloped the fine hairs on the girl's skin, making her look so fresh and tender.
It makes you want to take a bite.
Yan Jinghuan's Adam's apple moved slightly and he looked at her quietly.
She seldom showed her little girlish behavior like this.
"that......"
Shen Xingwan suddenly lowered her head, "Do your parents disagree with you marrying me?"
"I don't need anyone else's consent to marry you."
Yan Jinghuan held her hands, wrapped them in his palms, and said word by word, "The most important thing is that you agree."
Shen Xingwan stared into his eyes in amazement.
His eyes were sincere and firm, without any falseness.
It would be a lie to say that she was not moved. Even though she had been deceived by Wei Zilin, she could still feel the passion in his heart.
As if burned, Shen Xingwan pulled her hand away, not daring to look him in the eye again.
She no longer dared to believe any confession from the man.
Humans are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless?
Of course she could feel the difference in how he treated her, but now she really couldn't and would not accept a new relationship.
She still had a great vengeance to avenge, and had no intention of dwelling on love affairs.
Let's get back to the point and finalize the alliance.
She calmed herself down and looked up at him, "I am willing to do my best to persuade the entire Shen family to work with you, the regent, to help the fourteenth prince, Wei Zihui, ascend the throne and become emperor."
Yan Jinghuan frowned, "I said this without any intention of borrowing Shen's help."
"unimportant."
Shen Xingwan smiled and pretended to be relaxed, "The important thing is that I am willing to help the Fourteenth Prince."
Yan Jinghuan frowned even more tightly and looked deeply into her eyes, as if he wanted to see into her heart.
The two were in a stalemate when an attendant hurried over and knelt at the door, clasping his hands and reporting in a hurry: "Your Majesty, something happened to the Fourteenth Prince!"
Yan Jinghuan's expression suddenly turned stern, with murderous intent in his eyes. He turned around and walked out, looking back and telling Shen Xingwan: "Wait for me here."
"I'll go with you!"
Shen Xingwan caught up with him a few steps and followed closely behind him.
Yan Jinghuan paused, and Shen Xingwan hurriedly interrupted him and spoke first: "I said, I am willing to help the Fourteenth Prince."
She looked up at him, her eyes firm and confident, "Take me with you, I will definitely be able to help him."
Yan Jinghuan took a deep breath, and finally said nothing. He reached out and held her hand, leading her to walk in the direction where the entourage was leading.
When the two hurriedly arrived at the Fourteenth Prince's place, he had already fainted on the couch. Two or three palace servants were gagged and tied up in the outer courtyard. There was no one in the room to take care of him.
Upon seeing this, Shen Xingwan was the first to step forward to check on his condition. Upon seeing him, he was shocked.
Wei Zihui's tender little face was wrinkled in pain, his whole body was wet, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely. His left hand was tightly covering his right arm, and he was curled up in a corner of the bed, lifeless.
"Little prince?!"
Shen Xing visited him before nightfall and reached out to help him up. As soon as he touched him, Wei Zihui groaned in pain and began to sob.
Only then did Shen Xingwan realize that the arm he had been holding tightly was bent at a strange angle and was obviously broken.
"Quickly find the imperial physician!"
She didn't dare to move him again, fearing that it would cause secondary injury, and turned back to call Yan Jinghuan, "He has a broken bone, hurry up and find a doctor to set it."
Yan Jinghuan, who was interrogating the palace servants at the door, heard this and strode in to check on Wei Zihui's injuries. He then ordered his attendants, "Take my token and go to the Imperial Hospital to find Judge Qi and have him bring someone in quickly."
The attendant looked embarrassed, knelt down and bowed, saying: "Your Highness, when I rescued the Fourteenth Prince, I also asked for the imperial physician, but today all the imperial physicians on duty in the Imperial Hospital have been summoned by the Imperial Concubine to attend to the Emperor, and she has ordered that no one is allowed to disturb them."
"How can this be possible?" Shen Xingwan was about to refute, but when he turned around and saw Yan Jinghuan's serious expression, he suddenly understood the key point.
Someone deliberately wanted to take the life of the Fourteenth Prince.
"What is going on?" She looked at Yan Jinghuan.
Yan Jinghuan leaned over with a cold face and picked up the little prince on the bed, "Zihui fell into the well. I am investigating the cause. The current situation is chaotic. He can no longer stay in this palace."
Wei Zihui leaned on Yan Jinghuan's shoulder, his clothes disheveled, and he couldn't stop shivering from the cold. Shen Xingwan felt bitter and couldn't bear it. She grabbed the blanket on the couch, spread it out and put it on his shoulders, and asked Yan Jinghuan: "What are you going to do?"
"I have to send him away and settle him down first, then check for other things."
After saying this, he turned around and ordered his followers: "Send Zihui back to the palace and find a doctor to treat him. Also, bring all the palace servants who followed him here. I want to interrogate them personally."
"yes."
The attendant stretched out his arms to hug Wei Zihui, but Shen Xingye stepped forward to block the attendant's hand and looked at Yan Jinghuan.
"If you trust me, let me take him back to the Shen Mansion for treatment."
Seeing his hesitation, she added hurriedly, "My brother has practiced martial arts since he was young, and we have an orthopedic surgeon in our mansion who is very good at treating injuries. He will definitely be able to reattach the severed limb. Don't worry, I will protect him, and you can just focus on investigating the case."
Yan Jinghuan looked at her deeply and held the child in his arms towards her. Shen Xingwan quickly reached out to take it and carefully held the thin Wei Zihui over.
"Remember, don't publicize his identity, so as not to bring disaster upon yourself."
"Okay, I understand." Shen Xingwan nodded.
After Yan Jinghuan instructed Shen Xingwan, he told his followers: "Send Miss Shen back to the mansion, and dispatch two more secret guards to protect the Shen mansion. If there is any abnormality, report it at any time."
"yes."
The attendant responded, changed Wei Zihui into eunuch's clothes, and sent the two out of the palace in the regent's sedan chair and then took a carriage back to the Shen Mansion.
Shen Xingwan placed Wei Zihui in a room in his backyard and sent Feiyun to find a doctor from the mansion to set his bones and heal his injuries.
The doctor uncovered his clothes and saw numerous scars all over his thin body. Even though he was knowledgeable, he couldn't help but frown.
"This child has new and old injuries all at once. He has been malnourished for a long time and his body is too weak to heal. It's really pitiful."
Shen Xingwan pursed her lips and asked the doctor: "Can it be cured?"
"It is possible, but the foundation is too weak. It will take a lot of effort and money."
"Please take the trouble to use the best medicine and make sure to cure him."
The doctor nodded, said no more words, prepared the equipment and went forward to set his bones.
The weak Wei Zihui was in great pain and wailed and cried pitifully.
Shen Xingwan sat outside waiting. The cries pierced her heart. On the day her entire family was massacred and she was pressed under piles of corpses, her ears were filled with such cries of pain and despair.
She sat in the chair, tears streaming down her face.
Isn't Wei Zihui, who is suffering in the inner room now, another her?
She would never let them succeed again!
I will never let anyone around me get hurt again!
The doctor worked for a long time and finally reattached Wei Zihui's severed limb, fixing the arm firmly with a wooden board and gauze.
When Shen Xingwan went in to see him, the little child had curled up on the couch and fallen asleep, with crystal tears hanging on his dirty little face and his brows were furrowed, as if he was not sleeping well.
Shen Xingwan took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from his face, tucked in the quilt for him, and told Feiyun: "Stew some nourishing and easily digestible soup every day and take good care of him." Feiyun agreed and went to the kitchen to instruct the cook to buy the freshest bones and boil thick bone soup every day.
The cook did not dare to be negligent. As soon as she cooked the bone soup the next day, she packed it in a food box and hurriedly brought it to Shen Xingwan's yard.
Feiyun took the food box. The cook was about to go back, but when she turned around, the little tail following her was gone.
When Wei Zihui woke up, a little girl poked her head in from the door. She was not afraid when she saw him, but ran over to him with a smile, "Brother, play."
The little girl looked to be about four or five years old, and it was obvious that she treated him as a playmate.
Wei Zihui struggled to sit up, but the moment he moved his arm, he felt a sharp pain. He immediately fell down in a sweat, groaning in pain: "Ugh..."
The little girl stared at him with wide eyes, thought for a moment, and handed him the half-eaten jujube flower steamed bun in her hand, saying in a baby voice, "Brother is hungry, brother, eat."
"Little bell!"
Suddenly, there was an anxious call from the door, and a woman in plain clothes waved frantically outside the door, "Come out, come out!"
The little girl looked back and saw the woman, and shouted with a smile, "Mom." She stuffed the steamed bun into Wei Zihui's hand and ran over like a butterfly and threw herself into the woman's arms.
The woman quickly hugged the little girl, gently closed the door with an apologetic look, and hurried away with her in her arms.
As the cook took a shortcut to the kitchen, she repeatedly told Little Bell not to run around anymore.
When passing by the garden, the cook met Tang Lin'er who was taking a walk in the sun, and she quickly bowed and greeted her.
Tang Lin'er held her belly and glanced at her, "The bird's nest you stewed yesterday was very fishy. Don't stew it today. Change it to something else."
"Yes, yes, yes, the kitchen just got some good, thick bone soup, which is very good for the growth of fetal bones. Can I bring some to you, young lady?"
The cook's thoughtful look pleased Tang Lin'er, and she nodded and waved her hand to let her go.
As the cook walked away, Tang Lin'er suddenly frowned and asked Ruyi, "Where did she come from?"
Ruyi thought for a moment, "Just now when I went to the kitchen to get the egg custard, I saw her taking a bowl of bone soup to Miss Shen's courtyard. I guess she must have come back from there."
"Shen Xingwan, she never drinks bone soup..."
Tang Lin'er narrowed her eyes sharply and snorted coldly, "Let's go. It's been a long time since I went to pay my respects to my sister. Today is a good day, let's go see her."
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