Su Wenyuan was combing Sheng Jingyu's hair, which made Sheng Jingyu grimace, but he dared not say anything in anger.
This is the third time already, and it's all crooked.
Sheng Jingyu was also confused for a moment. He was quite happy when Su Wenyuan said she would comb his hair, but now he realizes he was happy too soon.
Su Wenyuan had no idea how to do it, and it made his head ache.
"Don't move!" Su Wenyuan slapped him on the head, sounding quite impatient.
Sheng Jingyu said weakly, "I didn't move..."
"If you hadn't moved, how could I have combed it crooked? Let me see." Su Wenyuan grabbed his hair with one hand while tilting her head to look at him, and found that it was currently straight.
Su Wenyuan didn't understand. When she combed her own hair, it was never crooked. So why was it crooked more and more when she combed Sheng Jingyu's hair?
The maid led Sheng Zixi into the room, and his pupils shrank as he stared in shock at the scene before him.
Sheng Jingyu's hair was disheveled, her body was wrapped tightly in bandages, and her facial features were slightly distorted, making her look like she was in great pain.
Su Wenyuan was sweating profusely as she worked behind him, her movements becoming increasingly impatient.
What are they doing?
When Sheng Zixi came in, he had prepared himself mentally and intended to face Sheng Jingyu's recovered eyes with equanimity, but he was still not mentally prepared enough.
The fact that his eyes had returned to normal didn't startle him, but the two people's strange behavior left him bewildered.
Sheng Jingyu looked at the person who came in, and just as he managed to force a smile, he felt a sharp pain in his scalp again, and gasped, unable to smile anymore.
Unable to comb her hair, Su Wenyuan waved her hand irritably and said, "I'm not doing this anymore. It's fine as it is."
She plopped back down, ignoring everything else; all that fuss had left her completely exhausted.
Sheng Jingyu was actually quite happy to see her being unreasonable. Luckily, she was good at giving up, otherwise she would have kept making a fuss for ages.
“Eighth Brother, you’ve arrived quite early. Among all the people who have come to visit Prince Chen’s residence, you are the first to see the Prince.” Su Wenyuan glanced at him casually.
Sheng Zixi sat down and said, "Your Highness, you misunderstand. I didn't come to visit. I have important business to attend to, otherwise I wouldn't have come to disturb Prince Chen's rest."
Sheng Jingyu sighed, "We brothers have really grown distant. We used to call each other 'Fourth Brother' all the time, but I'm afraid I'll never hear that again."
Back then, when the Sheng brothers, Sheng Ziyan and Sheng Zixi, got into trouble, they had to ask Sheng Jingyu to solve it. The Empress pretended to be friendly, so they naturally had to pretend as well.
“Distance was inevitable; didn’t you already think of that?” Sheng Zixi said sarcastically.
Sheng Jingyu had long guessed that the Empress was not sincere, and when he was planning to take advantage of the situation, he had already calculated that they would eventually part ways.
Sheng Jingyu retorted seriously, "That's inevitable for your mother, but not for me. I trusted her completely back then."
When Sheng Jingyu learned that the Empress had poisoned him, the shock he felt was indescribable.
The trust completely collapsed at that time, as Sheng Jingyu believed that he had not done anything detrimental to the Empress.
Su Wenyuan casually said from the side, "Eighth brother, you are still young. You should have your own thoughts. You can't believe whatever others say. The prince is a prime example. He almost lost his life."
Even if he didn't die, he suffered a lot, and there were so many years of forbearance and hardship that can't be explained in a few words.
Sheng Zixi didn't want to listen to the couple's back-and-forth anymore, so she interrupted, saying, "I have other things to do and can't stay here any longer. There's no need to say anything useless."
"Then let's get down to business. What did you find out at the Duke of Wan's mansion?" Su Wenyuan was very cooperative.
Sheng Jingyu used her only movable hand to tidy her hair.
Wearing it loose like this is impolite, but it doesn't hurt.
Sheng Zixi replied in a businesslike tone, "It's still under investigation, so it's not convenient to say too much. Your Highness, just wait for the results. I came here today to take away that guard and the body of the assassin. I heard there's still one assassin alive."
"No." Su Wenyuan refused without hesitation.
Just as decisively as when they stopped him from entering the mansion on New Year's Eve.
Sheng Zixi felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing Su Wenyuan's rejection.
Others' rejections leave room for negotiation, but Su Wenyuan's rejection is a rejection...
“If you don’t give me the person, how am I supposed to investigate? The Duke of Wan said that this matter is a frame-up, and I can’t just listen to your side of the story!” Sheng Zixi began to get anxious.
Su Wenyuan asked sincerely, "Are you genuinely interested in investigating?"
If we hand over both of them to him while they're still alive, what if they die? Wouldn't that mean there's no way to verify anything?
Sheng Zixi said, "I came here on imperial orders, so of course I have to investigate."
Sheng Jingyu suggested, "Then you can ask at the Prince Chen's residence. Come anytime, and I'll let you ask. You can't take it away. From the moment you started getting involved with the Ministry of Justice, none of the things they found were in my favor."
When Sheng Zixi first entered the imperial court, he started in the Ministry of Justice.
They investigated those around Sheng Jingyu and his subordinates, but not anyone else.
They arrest people or impeach them regardless of whether the evidence is sufficient. If someone has a criminal record, they can't explain it clearly now.
“I’m not targeting anyone, nor do I want to benefit anyone. I’m just investigating the truth. I must take the person with me and keep him at Prince Chen’s residence. What if it’s what you threatened him to say? I can’t wrong the Duke of Wan.”
Su Wenyuan and Sheng Jingyu exchanged a smile; it was another result they had already guessed.
The Duke of Wan Guo distorted the truth, making it difficult for Sheng Zixi to remain impartial. The result of his investigation with the Ministry of Justice was that the Duke of Wan Guo was innocent and had been wronged.
This outcome is worse than not investigating at all.
Sheng Jingyu said, "If you think it's not worth investigating, then don't. I will tell my father that I will investigate this matter myself after I recover from my injuries."
This time it was finally Sheng Zixi's turn to say those two words: "No."
"The Duke of Wan Guo accused you of framing someone, so it's definitely inappropriate for you to conduct a self-examination."
Su Wenyuan grinned and said, "We gave you advice, but you didn't listen. Well, there's nothing we can do. The prince still needs to recover from his injuries and can't talk to you for too long. But don't worry, I won't kick you out. You can stay here as long as you want."
The biggest concession they could make was to allow Sheng Zixi to be questioned in the mansion, with someone watching over her.
If they take it away, there's no need to investigate this matter anymore.
Sheng Zixi angrily said, "Are you obstructing my investigation because you have something to hide?"
"You can save those words for your father, so you can use them to cover up your incompetence," Su Wenyuan replied with a smile.
Sheng Zixi suddenly stood up, slammed her hand on the table, and said, "You didn't cooperate with me, and then you kept urging Father to investigate thoroughly? How can we investigate like this?"
These past two days, Su Wenyuan has been asking me questions like a death knell, several times a day.
In the morning, I sent a greeting in Sheng Jingyu's name, and after saying good morning, I asked if there was any result.
They sent someone to deliver lunch boxes at noon, and then asked, "Have you found it yet?"
That evening, under the pretext of concern for the Emperor's health, I asked again, "Has the recruitment of foreign dignitaries been completed?"
The emperor is being driven mad, while the two of them are quite relaxed.
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