"Does Your Majesty think this idea is good?"
Sheng Jingyu tried to be as tactful as possible, saying, "I didn't say it was good, but I didn't directly say it was bad."
Su Wenyuan sneered, "The Emperor must really dislike me. Is it because you've disobeyed me, or because I'm investigating what happened back then?"
Sheng Jingyu comforted her, "You probably feel a little bit of both, but don't be too sad..."
Su Wenyuan interrupted abruptly: "What do I have to be sad about? No matter the reason, I am not wronged."
It's no wonder the Emperor wouldn't like what she did.
"I just feel that the Emperor is incompetent. If the two countries were to go to war now, would Anchuan really have no chance of winning at all?" Su Wenyuan asked.
She felt that the emperor was afraid of Qikong Kingdom, which was why he was so tolerant.
In this matter, the Emperor's first thought was to push someone out to take the blame and smooth things over, rather than to hold Jin Kouhe accountable.
Jin Kouhe drew his bow and shot an arrow in front of the Emperor. Even if he missed Su Wenyuan, the Emperor would still have an excuse to punish him.
Moreover, the fact that he shot someone proves that he did it on purpose.
Who knows if he was planning to assassinate the emperor?
Based on this conjecture, the Emperor could have directly punished Qikong Kingdom, but he chose not to; he wanted to settle the matter peacefully…
With the Emperor so weak, Su Wenyuan couldn't help but speculate.
She remembered that Ankawa's military strength was not that weak.
Sheng Jingyu said, "In my opinion, the chances of winning are very high, but Father Emperor is still frightened by the defeat thirteen years ago. He is afraid of fighting again and always feels that the army is not strong enough."
Su Wenyuan suddenly realized that it had left a shadow.
That shadow is huge!
However, the defeat thirteen years ago did not necessarily mean that Yasukawa was weak.
“The Emperor has serious personality problems; no wonder the late Emperor disliked him,” Su Wenyuan sighed.
Over the years, Sheng Jingyu has helped him solve a lot of troubles, both openly and secretly. In Su Wenyuan's eyes, these troubles were not difficult at all.
He's already the emperor. Even without Sheng Jingyu's brutal methods, killing a few people wouldn't be difficult, would it?
The reason for using Sheng Jingyu was partly to damage his reputation, but also because of the Emperor's own problems.
They dare not take action, for fear of being scolded.
But in the case of Marquis Anle, the Emperor handled it very boldly; as soon as he was convicted, he executed them all.
The movements were exceptionally fast, but too rough; upon closer inspection, they were riddled with flaws.
If the emperor wasn't driven to desperation, why would he suddenly act this way?
Moreover, with so many doubts now, the emperor has not compromised, which must be more than just fear of the infamy that comes with wrongful convictions.
Su Wenyuan suddenly realized that she only knew the tip of the iceberg when it came to this matter.
Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Sheng Jingyu comforted her, "Don't worry, I won't let that happen."
Su Wenyuan said, "I have nothing to worry about. I'm preoccupied with other things."
They had tried every method they could think of to uncover the truth.
Su Wenyuan didn't want to add pressure to Sheng Jingyu over and over again. She also had a lot of things to do herself, so she decided to send the people from Qikong Kingdom away first.
Sheng Jingyu, however, was oblivious to the situation and pressed on, "What's bothering you?"
"I'm bothering you now, you can leave." Su Wenyuan told her to get rid of him.
Sheng Jingyu felt he had been too talkative; Su Wenyuan had just forgotten about it, so why had he been so rude?
Seeing that Sheng Jingyu didn't move, Su Wenyuan urged, "What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for me to take you?"
Sheng Jingyu coughed lightly to ease the awkwardness and said uncomfortably, "I think if we sleep separately at this time, people will misunderstand."
This was the most reasonable reason he could think of.
Su Wenyuan smiled lightly and said, "You're overthinking it. My injury hasn't healed yet, so no one will misunderstand. Even if there are misunderstandings, what impact could they have?"
Sheng Jingyu almost killed Jin Kouhe for her sake, and the news has spread far and wide. Now, if you say that the two have a bad relationship, no one will believe it.
“That’s how it is!” Sheng Jingyu thought of another reason, “You’re injured, so I have to take care of you to repay you for the care you’ve shown me before.”
It was another thing that Su Wenyuan would forget if he didn't mention it.
"Yes! And this matter, I did my best, how could you do this to me?" Su Wenyuan threw the thin blanket in her hand at him.
Sheng Jingyu reached out and caught it, his tone sincere: "I'm sorry, that's why I came here specifically to apologize."
Su Wenyuan resolutely refused, saying, "No need, I have hands and feet."
Sheng Jingyu never expected that the reason he came up with would have the opposite effect.
"How about giving me a chance?" Sheng Jingyu cautiously suggested to her.
Su Wenyuan refused: "No."
Just as the two were getting sentimental, Hua Ling came over to deliver the medicine.
He happened to see Sheng Jingyu's humble, pleading expression and wondered if he was seeing things.
When Sheng Jingyu saw someone coming, he sat back down in his chair, looking completely serious, as fake as could be.
Hua Ling was certain that he hadn't misread it, otherwise Sheng Jingyu wouldn't be so guilty.
"Drink the medicine." Hua Ling put down the medicine and looked at Sheng Jingyu with a half-smile.
They said nothing, yet it was as if they had said everything.
Su Wenyuan frowned as she looked at the medicine in the bowl.
Is this drinkable?
Hua Ling's medicine for treating external injuries is definitely good, she has already felt that, but the appearance of this medicine is really not good.
"Drink it, will just looking at it make you healthy?" Hua Ling pushed it forward again.
Su Wenyuan asked in confusion, "Can you tell me why there's a layer of oil floating on top of this?"
The green herbal medicine had a layer of oil on top, which made me want to vomit.
"Ah! I prepared something else before brewing your medicine, it won't affect its efficacy," Hua Ling replied perfunctorily.
His medical skills are good, but he really shams some minor ailments.
Sheng Jingyu was also a little disgusted, but he couldn't refuse to take the medicine, and this was also his chance to show off.
He took the bowl with a smile and scooped a spoonful of water to Su Wenyuan's lips.
Su Wenyuan had taken care of him in the same way before, and he copied it exactly.
Seeing him like this, Su Wenyuan decisively snatched the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Sheng Jingyu's hand hung in mid-air, and his expression froze completely.
Hua Ling's shoulders shrugged, her face turning red from holding it in.
"Go out and laugh, take him with you." Su Wenyuan got up and went back to her room.
Seeing Sheng Jingyu's discomfiture, Hua Ling started making sarcastic remarks again.
"Where are you staying tonight? I saw that Ye Shan has already instructed people to clean up the empty courtyard. There shouldn't be any guests coming to the manor. I guess it's prepared for you."
Sheng Jingyu said, "You're quite good at guessing. Now guess what will happen if you keep talking."
He had a cold expression on his face, as if someone owed him money.
"You think you can threaten me? You're so tough, why don't you go in and talk to her?" Hua Ling provoked.
Without a second thought, Sheng Jingyu took two steps forward, then stopped abruptly, resolutely turned around, and walked out of Zhuyue Pavilion.
Hua Ling shook her head helplessly; she knew it would be like this.
After thinking for a moment, he went up and knocked on the door, wanting to say a few good words for Sheng Jingyu.
"Is there anything else?" Su Wenyuan asked, leaning against the door.
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