Chapter 192 Where is that thing?
Bai Wutong's eyes were full of disgust. He flicked his wrist hard and threw the hairpin stained with the blood of the Duke of Zhenguo to the ground. He raised his foot and stepped on it hard.
The exquisite colorful mother-of-pearl on the hairpin shattered instantly, making a crisp sound.
The fragments were scattered all over the ground, just like the broken fate of the Duke of Zhenguo at this moment.
Bai Wutong put on the airs of a concubine, "Don't think I'm just talking. I was able to escape death in the hunting ground because I had help behind me. Since you have the guts to attack me, I have the ability to keep my word!"
The Duke of Zhenguo lay on the couch, trying his best but unable to move even a finger.
His eyes were almost spitting fire, hatred was surging in his heart, and he really wanted to rush up and strangle the bitch in front of him to death!
"It seems that you don't want to agree? Fine, then you just wait and see. Don't you value your eldest son the most? I will use his bones for a ghost marriage and give him to the slave who committed adultery and died of shame!"
The Duke of Zhenguo widened his eyes. He never expected that this usually delicate and gentle woman in front of him could say such cruel and vicious words!
Even though he felt extremely unwilling and hateful, he could only slowly close his eyes at this moment.
When he opened his eyes again, in addition to hatred, there was also a layer of humiliation.
"It seems that you agree. Well, who else wanted to kill me that day, besides you and the Zhou family? Let me tell you the name. If it's someone, just blink your eyes. If not, don't move."
Zhenguo blinked slowly as a sign of agreement.
"Wen family, are you ready to participate?"
The Duke of Zhenguo blinked again.
"Sure enough, there is the Wen family." Bai Wutong took note silently in his heart, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Originally, she only had a grudge against Wen Chuyun, and this was just a personal grudge in the harem and did not need to involve the entire Wen family.
But since the Wen family was actually involved in the assassination, don’t blame her for being rude!
"Your goal is to snatch my son away, then support him as the crown prince, and then take action against the emperor, right?" Bai Wutong expressed his guess.
The Duke of Zhenguo was silent for a moment, then slowly blinked his eyes and admitted it all.
"Your ambition is really big. You want to train a puppet emperor and then become the regent yourself..."
Before Bai Wutong finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps outside.
Chan Er came hurriedly over and said, "My Lady, I don't know where Concubine Wen got the news that the Duke of Zhenguo is recuperating here, so she has come over and is now at the door."
Bai Wutong frowned.
What is she here for?
Even if the Wen family and Zhenguo Bus have a good relationship, Wen Chuyun should not come here rashly.
"Forget it, I'll go out and take a look." Bai Wutong's expression returned to calm and he stepped out of Furong Pavilion.
Wen Chuyun wore a veiled hat and an elegant green dress. He looked much thinner than before. When the breeze blew gently, he looked even more pitiful and lively.
If her face had not been ruined, this appearance alone would probably have once again aroused the emperor's pity.
"Empress Zhao." Wen Chuyun bowed and saluted.
"Why did Sister Wenpin come here suddenly?"
Wen Chuyun stared at Bai Wutong's face through the veil. With the cover of the veil, she did not hide the resentment in her eyes, but her voice was still respectful and gentle, "Madam Zhao Fei, I heard that Lord Zhenguogong was recuperating here, so I wanted to come and visit him."
"You are a concubine, so you shouldn't visit ministers casually, or do you have a special relationship with the Duke of Zhenguo?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Chuyun bowed respectfully again, lowering her head slightly, "Empress Zhao, I don't have any special relationship with Lord Zhenguo. Before I entered the palace, I only met this Lord a few times. It's just that I have always respected him, so I wanted to come and visit him."
"So that's how it is. You really are thoughtful. Okay, you go in." Bai Wutong raised the corner of his mouth and stepped aside.
This was so straightforward that Wen Chuyun was stunned.
Shouldn't she stop it?
Or continue to take the opportunity to frame me?
If there was no reason to come, Wen Chuyun didn't want to have anything to do with the Duke of Zhenguo.
Even though the Emperor handled the affairs of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion cleanly and efficiently, the inexplicable fire in the Mansion still revealed suspicions everywhere.
This excuse might be able to fool ordinary people and deceive the world's people, but it cannot fool the shrewd ministers in the court and the meticulous and cunning concubines in the harem.
Wen Chuyun had previously written a letter home to inquire about the details of the matter, but has not received a reply yet.
Logically speaking, for safety's sake, she shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess.
But the last time Wen's mother went to the palace, she asked the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion to find a magic medicine to remove scars, and I heard that there is already news.
If nothing happened to the Duke of Zhenguo, he should bring accurate news when he returns from the autumn hunt.
This is the real reason why Wen Chuyun took the risk to come here!
"Then... thank you, Queen Zhao Fei." Wen Chuyun suppressed his inner uneasiness, bowed, and slowly walked into Furong Pavilion.
The maid following behind her understood what she meant and raised her hand to gently close the door.
Bai Wutong stood there, watching the door close, then he winked at Chan'er, and the two of them tacitly went around to the side.
This Furong Pavilion was originally built for viewing the scenery. It is not large in size but has an ingenious layout.
There happened to be a window in the bedroom at the back, which was in a hidden position, but one could hear the sounds inside clearly.
Wen Chuyun stepped into the bedroom and saw the Duke of Zhenguo lying on the bed. He couldn't help but gasp.
The Duke of Zhenguo looked horrible. Bright red blood had seeped out of the wound that had been bandaged, staining the white gauze with a shocking crimson.
And on the ground, there was a broken hairpin.
Wen Chuyun's heart tightened. Bai Wutong actually dared to openly hurt the Duke of Zhenguo. Could it be really as he had guessed before?
The assassination in the hunting ground was related to the Duke of Zhenguo. Could it be that the Emperor ordered him to end up like this?
Time was running out and she had no time to think.
Wen Chuyun took a deep breath, walked quickly to the front of the Duke of Zhenguo, leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice and asked anxiously, "Lord Zhenguo, I am Wen Chuyun. Do you still remember the scar-removing magic medicine that my father asked you to find? Is there any news? Where is it now?"
The Duke of Zhenguo was completely speechless and could only blink with difficulty.
"There's news already, right?" There was a glimmer of surprise in Wen Chuyun's eyes, and his voice unconsciously rose a few degrees.
The Duke of Zhenguo blinked again, which was considered as an affirmative answer.
Wen Chuyun was extremely excited, he clenched his hands so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.
Great, her face finally has a chance to recover!
When the time comes, she will definitely regain favor and take revenge!
"Where is that thing?" As soon as he said that, Wen Chuyun remembered that the Duke of Zhenguo could not speak. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Lord Duke of Zhenguo, is the magic medicine in the capital? Or is it outside the capital? If it is the former, just blink your eyes."
The Duke of Zhenguo blinked his eyes with difficulty.
"Where is the capital? Is it in the imperial palace?"
The Duke of Zhenguo blinked again.
The medicine is actually in the palace!
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