"good……"
Zhu Wuhuan nodded, tears streaming down his face as he stood up by holding onto the armrests of the dragon throne.
She glanced at the guards who had already captured Feng Yushu and said, "Help me help the emperor to the soft couch nearby."
Immediately, two guards ran forward in fear, ready to support Feng Changye.
But they, the guards, were all nervous and any touch would involve Feng Changye's injury, which made him frown subconsciously.
Seeing him injured, Zhu Wuhuan was heartbroken. How could he tolerate others hurting him again?
She frowned and said, "Go away!"
Several guards were frightened and hurriedly retreated, kneeling aside to apologize.
Zhu Wuhuan didn't care about them. He pulled off the shawl wrapped around his arms and threw it aside. Then he rolled up his wide sleeves and went up himself!
"..." When Feng Changye saw his queen's attitude, his expression was indescribable.
Here it comes, the Queen is going to give him a princess hug again, right?
Does this mean they have no intention of giving face to the emperor?
But when I think about how I deliberately got injured just to make the Queen pity me, then... then I'll just have to endure it for now. It's my own fault, so I have to endure it even if I have to kneel down.
"emperor--"
Zhu Wuhuan held his shoulders and head, letting him lean on her, "Your Majesty, please lean on me."
After he leaned firmly against her, she held his legs, hugged his waist, easily picked him up and carried him sideways, then walked towards the small couch with steady steps.
He was extremely careful during the process and didn't touch his blade at all.
Feng Changye leaned in the queen's arms, feeling sweet and helpless.
Alas, is this the difference between keeping him in mind or not?
The guards didn't take him seriously, so they were impatient and hurt his wound. The queen took him seriously and carried him to the small couch, but he didn't feel any pain!
"Your Majesty, please be careful..."
As Zhu Wuhuan spoke, he bent down and placed him steadily on the couch, letting him lie flat.
After she settled him, hurried footsteps were heard outside the hall.
She looked up and saw the Imperial Physician Sun, the chief physician of the Imperial Medical Bureau who was in charge of her pregnancy.
He was serving in the side hall of Taiji Hall, no wonder he came so quickly.
"Quickly pull out the dagger for the emperor."
Zhu Wuhuan quickly stepped aside and gave his seat to Doctor Sun.
Doctor Sun trotted forward, bowed hastily, and then took out a sharp knife, cotton cloth, wound medicine, and other things from the medicine box carried by the young eunuch, preparing to draw his sword.
Before he made his move, Feng Changye looked at Zhu Wuhuan and said, "Queen, turn around and don't look at me."
Zhu Wuhuan knew that he was afraid that the blood splattering from the wound when the imperial physician pulled out the dagger would scare her.
She wanted to say that she was brave and not afraid, and she wanted to look at him, but...
never mind.
He was already in great pain, so she should stop talking nonsense and not delay the imperial physician from rescuing him.
She obediently turned her back to him.
When he turned around, he saw Feng Yushu kneeling on the ground being escorted by the guards.
She narrowed her eyes slightly.
Since the emperor doesn't allow her to watch him treat his wounds, she might as well come and see this little girl.
She walked slowly to Feng Yushu step by step.
"Why did you want to assassinate the emperor?"
She reached out and lifted Feng Yushu's chin.
She stared at Feng Yushu. "Are you feeling resentful that you, a daughter of the royal family, have been imprisoned? Or are you avenging your father? Or is it both?"
Feng Yushu looked at Zhu Wuhuan calmly.
She hated the emperor, but she did not hate the daughter of General Zhu.
In her eyes, this is the daughter of a hero.
She asked indifferently, "It's both. If it weren't for him, my father wouldn't have died. If it weren't for him, my brother and I would have been princesses and princes, and we wouldn't have been banished to a remote village and raised like slaves. Does the Queen think I shouldn't have killed him?"
Zhu Wuhuan looked at the girl whose neck was broken by Feng Changye himself in history.
As an outsider, she had not experienced the pain that Feng Changye suffered at the hands of the prince's brother, nor had she experienced the pain that this girl suffered at such a young age when she lost her parents and was locked up in the manor, losing her freedom. Therefore, she would not forcefully tell this girl what was right and what was wrong.
I'm afraid Feng Changye himself can't tell the difference between right and wrong.
Zhu Wuhuan sat on the stool that Suqiu had brought over and said to Feng Yushu, "I haven't suffered the same pain as you, so I have no right to teach you anything. But I do want to talk to you about some principles."
Feng Yushu's impression of Zhu Wuhuan improved a lot when she saw that Zhu Wuhuan didn't blame or scold her right away.
She thought to herself, as expected of the old hero's daughter, she has a good temper.
So she nodded and said, "I'm all ears."
Zhu Wuhuan stared into Feng Yushu's eyes and spoke slowly.
"You only know that your father died at the hands of your fifth uncle, but do you know what your father did to your fifth uncle?"
"Your fifth uncle was favored by the late emperor. Your father was afraid that he would threaten his position as crown prince, so he regarded your fifth uncle as a thorn in his side."
"When your fifth uncle had no intention of hurting him at all, he was trying every possible way to get rid of your fifth uncle. Do you know how old your fifth uncle was at that time?"
"He was only fourteen that year, only three years older than you are now."
"You think you are an innocent child now, so do you think your fifth uncle was an innocent child back then?"
Hearing this, Feng Yushu subconsciously curled her fingers and her pupils constricted.
Zhu Wuhuan sneered and continued speaking.
"A fourteen-year-old boy, who had absolutely no intention of killing his brother, was constantly pressured and mercilessly abused by his own brother. The worst incident saw him pushed to the brink of a cliff! One step back would lead to a bottomless abyss, and one step forward would mean swords, spears, and halberds piercing him like a bloody hole!"
She glanced at the couch with heartache and continued to speak to Feng Yushu.
"Back then, when your fifth uncle was forced to jump off a cliff, if it weren't for the loyal eunuch Yuan who jumped right after him and took the fall for him, how could you still see your high-spirited fifth uncle today?"
"Eunuch Yuan, who was severely injured back then, managed to escape death. If it were your fifth uncle, a pampered and well-fed prince, he wouldn't have survived!"
"If you don't believe it—"
Zhu Wuhuan looked at Feng Yushu calmly, "I've called Eunuch Yuan here to show you how many heartbreaking scars he still has on his body! Those shocking scars should have been on your fifth uncle. They were bestowed upon him by your ruthless father!"
After saying that, she signaled the eunuch beside her to call Xiao Yuanzi.
Xiao Yuanzi followed the Dali Temple Minister to arrest the Si family members and should be back soon.
After watching the young eunuch run away, Zhu Wuhuan looked at Feng Yushu again.
"You only know how miserable you were after your fifth uncle became emperor. Have you ever thought about what would have happened to your fifth uncle if your ruthless father had been victorious? At least your fifth uncle spared the lives of you nephews and nieces. But your father repeatedly killed his fourteen-year-old brother. When did your father ever let him go?"
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