Su Wenyuan single-handedly made everyone who appeared at Chengming Palace today unhappy.
It also successfully stirred up the calm waters into turbulent waves.
Sheng Jingyu suddenly said thank you in the carriage, catching Su Wenyuan off guard.
"You're welcome, it's my pleasure." Su Wenyuan grinned.
Sheng Jingyu added, "Don't do that again next time."
The Emperor's obvious murderous intent made Sheng Jingyu very frightened.
Su Wenyuan replied, "I'm wondering which sentence completely angered him."
Even Sheng Jingyu, standing next to her, could sense the Emperor's murderous intent. How could Su Wenyuan, facing the Emperor directly, not feel it?
She didn't even need to think about which sentence it was; she knew exactly what it was, but she deliberately pretended not to know.
It's not the first time he's suspected that Marquis Anle has been wronged. He's already troubled enough. If he talks too much, he's afraid Sheng Jingyu will get annoyed. He himself is also facing a lot of trouble.
The Empress was not sincere, which caused him to go blind; the Emperor was also not sincere, and the reason could not be found.
There wasn't a single good person around Sheng Jingyu, and it's unclear whether he himself was aware of this.
"Hmm..." Su Wenyuan hesitated, racking her brains for the right words.
When she's being sarcastic or sarcastic, she doesn't need to think so much about every word.
"Is there something you want to say? Just say it, I won't blame you," Sheng Jingyu reassured her.
Su Wenyuan had just helped him, and he would try his best to fulfill any request, no matter what it was.
Su Wenyuan said, "I think I'm quite trustworthy to you. Su Yuan and I are like oil and water, maybe even have a grudge. I don't have any connection with anyone else."
"I'm good-looking, have a considerable fortune, am eloquent so I won't be bullied, can even help you swear, and am quite clever, right? Being dignified and generous isn't a bad thing either..."
Sheng Jingyu couldn't help but interrupt, saying, "You can't praise yourself like that. Get to the point."
Su Wenyuan chuckled, and before she knew it, she realized she had a lot of strengths, but couldn't recall a single weakness—a case of selective amnesia.
"What I meant was, if you ever run into big trouble in the future, before you look for anyone else, you might as well come to me first, and I'll try my best to help." Su Wenyuan put it quite tactfully.
If he were to die, the Emperor and Empress might simply bury him.
Su Wenyuan genuinely wanted to help him, but she was afraid he wouldn't trust her.
Sheng Jingyu was so shocked that he could not describe it. He never expected Su Wenyuan to say such a thing.
He was being petty and mistakenly thought Su Wenyuan wanted to gain something.
“Alright!” Sheng Jingyu answered decisively and resolutely, “Don’t mention the matter of Marquis Anle again. I will handle it. As long as I am alive in the end, I will definitely clear Marquis Anle’s name.”
He feared that Su Wenyuan would anger the Emperor and lose her life because of this.
At the same time, he didn't say he wanted to investigate the truth, because too much time had passed and he wasn't sure if the truth could be found out.
But if we're talking about officially recognizing it, perhaps we could give it a try.
If the emperor disagrees, try to persuade him to agree. If he insists on disagreeing, wait until he becomes emperor before doing this.
The premise is that he is still alive; if he dies, he himself will become a traitor.
Sheng Jingyu has lost his senses again. He was deeply moved by Su Wenyuan's promise that she would give him all her money after her death.
Now, an unverified statement has made Sheng Jingyu willing to risk his life for her.
Now that Su Wenyuan wants the moon in the sky, Sheng Jingyu has to seriously think of a way to get it.
The two got off the carriage, and Sheng Jingyu took Su Wenyuan's hand.
Su Wenyuan was surprised but understood, guessing that she was feeling uncomfortable and wanted someone to comfort her.
"Ye Shan, please call Hua Ling for me. The Prince was coughing badly just now." Su Wenyuan hadn't forgotten about this.
Sheng Jingyu did not stop them. When Hua Ling came over, she saw the two of them standing close together, their hands seemingly glued together.
Suspicious, he stepped forward to take Sheng Jingyu's pulse, but Sheng Jingyu was perfectly fine, probably faking it again.
"It's nothing..."
Sheng Jingyu coughed a few times, interrupting Hua Ling.
Su Wenyuan looked skeptical. What's wrong with this quack doctor? Is he even competent? Is it okay for someone to cough like this?
Hua Ling changed the subject: "It's nothing serious, but... we still need to be careful, since the weather is so unpredictable. I'll prescribe a remedy; take it for a couple of days and you'll be fine..."
"Cough cough cough!" Sheng Jingyu coughed again.
"It can't be completely healed!" Hua Ling changed her tune again, her brain was about to explode.
What is Sheng Jingyu planning to do? He didn't even give us a heads-up.
Su Wenyuan's gaze towards him had changed; her previous doubts were just jokes, but this time she was serious.
Ye Shan, being very perceptive, stepped forward as if to help, but accidentally knocked over the teacup, spilling tea all over Su Wenyuan.
"Oh dear, I panicked for a moment, I'm so sorry, Your Highness..."
Su Wenyuan stood up and said, "It's okay, I can just change my clothes."
Before leaving, she glanced at Hua Ling with a puzzled look.
While she was changing clothes, Sheng Jingyu said what he needed to say. He asked that she not be completely cured, but also not too seriously ill. She needed to rest and be taken care of.
As for when he will be fully recovered, we'll wait for his notification.
Hua Ling looked at him speechlessly, wondering if there was something wrong with him.
What's gotten into you again? You really shouldn't have come back!
When Su Wenyuan returned, Hua Ling spoke much more fluently, unlike before when she was incoherent.
"It's good that it's not serious. Anyway, I don't have anything to do these next two days. The family dinner we were supposed to have is canceled for now, so I'll just take sick leave and rest. I'm under house arrest anyway." Su Wenyuan sighed.
The Emperor didn't explicitly say she was confined to her quarters, but she couldn't deliberately go out and cause trouble.
Hua Ling nodded in agreement; this was exactly what Sheng Jingyu wanted.
"I'll go brew the medicine." Hua Ling got up and packed his things. He didn't actually brew the medicine; at most, he would boil a couple of pills. As long as they had the smell and color of medicine, it wouldn't affect his health.
As soon as he finished speaking, Sheng Jingyu coughed a few times and then pretended to be weak as he leaned against Su Wenyuan.
Su Wenyuan looked at Hua Ling nervously. Why did she feel that Sheng Jingyu was being looked at more seriously by him? Was he a doctor?
Hua Ling cursed inwardly, but still had to agree aloud, saying, "It's normal. She's weak and powerless. Please take good care of her."
Su Wenyuan nodded with some doubt, and Hua Ling decided to brew Sheng Jingyu the most bitter medicine possible, so that he would cause trouble for no reason.
Before leaving, he also took Ye Shan with him to ask Sheng Jingyu what was wrong with him. He hadn't had time to ask earlier because of the time crunch.
"Thank you for your hard work, Your Highness." Sheng Jingyu forced a smile off his face.
Su Wenyuan already felt sorry for him, and now he looked even more pitiful, so her tone unconsciously softened.
"It's alright, you should rest well. Let me help you back to your room to lie down for a while."
“Okay.” Sheng Jingyu nodded in agreement.
Just as Su Wenyuan helped him up, Meng Qi rushed over and said firmly, "I'll do it myself, no need for the princess to trouble herself."
Before Sheng Jingyu could react, she reached out and grabbed his arm. Sheng Jingyu felt like killing her.
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