Su Wenyuan instructed them to show mercy and not to cause any deaths unless absolutely necessary.
It's a small matter if things get out of control, but if you completely enrage Sheng Zixi, it will be difficult to force your way in.
Moreover, if someone were actually killed, the emperor would relentlessly pursue the matter, making things very difficult.
Sheng Zixi was startled by the sudden turn of events.
Where did the assassin come from? Where is the assassin?
Before they could find the assassin, several of their own soldiers had already fallen.
So the assassin was here...
Sheng Zixi was so angry that she jumped up and down. Just as she was about to unleash her fury and berate Su Wenyuan, she heard Ye Shan complain, "What does Your Highness mean by this? The entire Prince Chen's mansion is on edge and cannot be easily frightened. Why did Your Highness send people to force their way in?"
"Fortunately, everyone is alright, just injured. Your Highness happened to bring the imperial physician with you, let him take a look at them, so that no one dies and it doesn't look like we did it on purpose."
Sheng Zixi stared wide-eyed, pointing at Ye Shan, speechless.
Is this his fault?
What do you mean by "seemingly intentional"? Ye Shan did it on purpose!
But Ye Shan spoke first, and she said everything, so what could he say?
Sheng Zixi was panting heavily, feeling like she was about to pass out from anger.
This is a classic case of turning the tables!
Danxing watched anxiously from behind, thinking to himself, "Why can't I keep up with the Eighth Prince's mouth?"
His own men were already dead, but he was still searching for the assassin, only to be outmaneuvered by Ye Shan.
Seeing that he was useless, Shan Xing quickly stepped forward, politely smiled, and asked, "Miss, has the Princess agreed to let us in?"
Prioritize important matters and put everything else aside.
Ye Shan smiled politely as well, and then said apologetically, "No, but the princess has already been bandaged up and is changing her clothes. She will be able to come out to see the eighth prince as soon as she is dressed."
Sheng Zixi gritted her teeth and said, "Fine!"
He was willing to endure any hardship as long as he could fulfill the Emperor's orders.
Anyway, Sheng Jingyu won't live much longer.
Every time Sheng Zixi was determined to force his way through, Su Wenyuan would send Ye Shan out to comfort him.
It will also give Sheng Zixi the illusion that if she waits a little longer, she will see Sheng Jingyu.
But once you start waiting, it seems like it will never end.
The gates of Prince Chen's mansion were wide open, and the guards inside, armed with swords, stood ready to prevent them from suddenly breaking in.
Even when Sheng Zixi tried to move forward, Meng Qi would stop her, let alone the imperial physician behind him.
And so, they waited for a long time...
From the moment Sheng Zixi arrived at Prince Chen's residence, an hour had already passed.
The Emperor was still waiting for good news in the palace. He waited and waited, but every time the news came back, it was the same: he would be going in soon.
After repeatedly feigning defeat to the emperor, the emperor finally lost his temper and angrily cursed him as a good-for-nothing.
For a full hour, they couldn't even get through the gates of Prince Chen's mansion, let alone see Sheng Jingyu.
Duke Wan was so anxious he wished he could fly straight to Prince Chen's residence and kick Sheng Zixi inside.
"Your Majesty, should we send someone over to check again? Princess Consort Chen is cunning and treacherous; I'm afraid the Eighth Prince is no match for her," suggested the Duke of Wan.
After pondering for a long time, the emperor allowed the imperial physician to enter under the pretext of treating his injuries.
It's not like Sheng Jingyu made a mistake that warrants having his property confiscated. Making such a big fuss would make all the officials in the court suspicious of his ulterior motives.
It's best not to escalate the situation.
"Here's what we'll do: go to Prince Chen's residence and tell him that I'm worried about Jingyu's health and want to know how badly he's injured! Consider it my way of visiting him and helping Zixi."
The Emperor spoke eloquently, saying that he was worried about Sheng Jingyu's health.
No matter who asks, he's just worried.
No matter what commotion the Duke of Wan and Sheng Zixi caused, it was none of his business; he was just worried.
The Duke of Wanguo understood that the Emperor wanted to use him, but he had no other choice but to take advantage of the Emperor's order to rush to the Prince Chen's residence.
Sheng Zixi waited for Su Wenyuan to change her clothes, and he was so impatient that he wanted to curse.
"Su Wenyuan hasn't changed her clothes yet. Is she going to a palace banquet? Why is she dressed up like this?" Sheng Zixi said angrily.
Su Wenyuan chuckled and said, "Eighth Brother, you're joking. Hasn't the palace banquet already ended?"
After she appeared, the guards in the mansion spread out on both sides, making way for the charcoal stove and tables and chairs in the middle.
The tea on the table was still hot, and a blanket was laid on the chair.
Su Wenyuan sat down, covered with a blanket, and took the hand warmer from Yuexiu, feeling quite comfortable.
Sheng Zixi's vision went black. The guards had blocked his way so well that he hadn't noticed the tables and chairs behind him.
Only after seeing it did I realize that Su Wenyuan had been sitting here the whole time.
She just sat there so brazenly, watching herself shivering from the cold outside.
They kept teasing him and preventing him from entering!
"Su Wenyuan!" In a moment of impulsiveness, Sheng Zixi rushed forward to fight Su Wenyuan.
Meng Qi quickly stepped in front of him, his broad frame nearly knocking Sheng Zixi over.
"Tsk!" Su Wenyuan said with slight dissatisfaction, "What are you doing? You'll break the Eighth Prince again."
Then she asked with concern, "Eighth Brother, are you alright?"
The word "eighth brother" gave Sheng Zixi goosebumps. He now understood how Sheng Yuanhe, Consort Wan, and the Empress felt. Su Wenyuan was truly infuriating.
A little provocation, stirring up someone's anger, then immediately calming them down, only to stir it up again...
After a few rounds, even the most composed and calm person would be driven crazy by her.
Sheng Zixi was on the verge of collapse when Su Wenyuan smiled and said to him, "Since I became the Princess Consort of Chen, I have only seen Eighth Brother a few times. Every time I see you, you are silent and calm. You are so enthusiastic today."
That's only because Sheng Zixi has such a good temper; if it were anyone else, Su Wenyuan wouldn't have been able to play along for so long.
Shan Xing pulled the nearly frantic Sheng Zixi back, saying, "Your Highness, calm down, we have already seen the Princess..."
Sheng Zixi's eyes were bloodshot, and she wished she could tear Su Wenyuan apart with her own hands.
Su Wenyuan laughed and said, "I've seen this kind of reaction in many people, and they all ended up in bad situations. Eighth Brother, don't learn those bad things. It's late at night, isn't it better to lie in bed and sleep peacefully?"
Sheng Zixi silently told herself to stay calm, to pretend she couldn't hear anything, and to stay calm.
“Princess Consort Chen, I have come with the Emperor’s orders. When the Emperor learned that Prince Chen had been assassinated, he was extremely anxious and wanted the imperial physician to examine Prince Chen’s injuries. You have repeatedly obstructed this. Could it be that you have something to hide?”
Su Wenyuan raised an eyebrow in surprise and exclaimed, "Oh dear!"
"You brought the imperial physician? Why didn't the Eighth Prince say so earlier? With such a big entourage, I thought you were here to rob us." Su Wenyuan pretended to be stupid.
"Didn't I say that??" Sheng Zixi shouted in despair, startling the people around her.
Su Wenyuan replied innocently, "No, I just came out, and you just said that too."
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