Chapter 819 Next, there's one more hurdle.
Tushe'er took a deep breath and said, "No wonder the princess hasn't said a word about the Dayan Temple these past few days since she returned. So, she was waiting for today."
Shang Ruyi turned to look at her and smiled, "You figured it out quickly this time."
Although she and Yuwen Ye couldn't find any clues about the Dayan Temple incident, such a big matter, which almost endangered the life of Princess Qin, couldn't be left unreported. However, not reporting it would only make the mastermind behind it worry, wondering if she had left any clues, thus making the other party hesitant to act.
This time, when the Dali Temple interrogated them about the cause and effect of the Battle of Longmen, they had their trump card.
If the other party really wants to pin the death and injury of the two dukes directly on Yuwen Ye, then they will have to bear the consequences of Shang Ruyi potentially pinning the Dayan Temple incident on them. Although one side has one dead and one injured while the other is unharmed, the one who died and was injured is, after all, a duke, but the one who almost perished in the fire, along with her unborn child, is the Princess Consort of Qin, who is carrying the emperor's most anticipated eldest grandson.
Making a mistake on the battlefield is one thing, but plotting to murder royalty is quite another.
The other side had no choice but to consider the positions of both sides and the consequences of the emperor's wrath.
only--
Tushe'er, her breathing unsteady, said softly, clearly worried, "But those villains from Dayan Temple, aren't they all dead? We haven't gotten any testimony from them. What if they don't confess?"
Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi's brow furrowed even deeper.
She didn't answer the question immediately, but slowly raised her head and looked out of the hall at the scorching earth. Her clear eyes were as calm as a frozen lake. After a long silence, she slowly said, "Let's see who can keep their composure longer."
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Time slips away, little by little.
For the entire afternoon, Shang Ruyi did not leave Qianqiu Palace, and Tu She'er stood by her side the whole time, serving her without leaving her side for even a moment.
The main hall was very quiet. For the entire afternoon, Shang Ruyi didn't utter a single word, seemingly as she had said, very composed. However, Tu She'er could clearly sense the silent turmoil and torment within her. As another gust of wind blew into the hall, causing the curtains to flutter slightly, Shang Ruyi once again raised her head and looked towards the entrance of the hall.
The long shadows cast by several tall pine trees, like thick ink applied to snow-white rice paper, gradually spread and diffuse over time.
Finally, under the fiery red sunset, the thick ink darkened Shang Ruyi's entire vision.
It's late afternoon (5-7 PM).
Shang Ruyi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Go to the Imperial Kitchen and tell them to send over the prepared medicinal cuisine. I will personally deliver it to the Liangyi Palace!"
Tushe'er immediately replied, "Yes!"
After responding, she immediately turned and walked out, but stopped as soon as she reached the entrance of the main hall. Although her back was slender, she was bathed in golden light by the setting sun, and the shadows she cast filled the entire hall. Shang Ruyi frowned slightly and said, "Why are you standing still?"
After she finished speaking, she saw Tushe'er turn around, pursing her lips and smiling at her with her eyes crinkling up.
Shang Ruyi was stunned, and her heart suddenly pounded. She hurriedly stood up, holding onto the edge of the table. She saw Tu She'er step aside, and a taller figure, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, slowly walked in from outside.
It's Yuwen Ye!
He walked in with a smile, seemingly holding something in his hand, but Shang Ruyi couldn't see it clearly. In fact, she was completely taken aback and just stood there blankly until he reached her, placed the thing on the table, turned to look at her, and said with a smile, "Not bad."
Shang Ruyi looked at him: "What's good?"
Yuwen Ye glanced back at the somewhat dazzling sunset before looking at her again: "It's already past dusk."
"..."
"The Dali Temple opens before dusk."
"..."
"Look, I even went to the Imperial Kitchen."
"..."
Shang Ruyi was slightly taken aback. Following his gaze to the table beside him, she realized that what Yuwen Ye had brought back was actually a food box.
"you--"
"I went to get it myself, and now it's perfect so we can eat it together while it's hot."
Shang Ruyi subconsciously reached out and touched the lid of the food box. Whether from the sunlight or the steaming food inside, the lid was warm. This warmth eased the coldness in her fingertips and brought her back to her senses. She took a deep breath and immediately asked, "Did the Dali Temple do anything to you?"
Yuwen Ye sat down, lifting his robe, and said calmly, "King Qin is different from the Grand General. Even if they do, they wouldn't dare to do anything to me."
Even if?
Even if what?
The two vague words made Shang Ruyi's heart tremble, and a thought that was already stirring in her mind surfaced even more clearly.
Even if an explanation is needed for the death and injury of the two dukes, although the court needs to record documents after each battle, it is impossible to "invite" Prince Qin, who was protecting the emperor, to the Dali Temple for questioning during the funeral of Duke Shenwu. Even if Duke Wushan made the suggestion behind it, it would be impossible without the emperor's approval.
Therefore, Yuwen Yuan...
Shang Ruyi's breathing grew even heavier. Of course, she knew that Yuwen Yuan's dissatisfaction with this son was growing day by day. Now, the death of Dong Bizheng was not only a knife to his heart, but also touched the emperor's hidden sore spot.
Now that some things have come to light, it's likely that things will become even more difficult in the future.
Despite her troubled thoughts, Shang Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Yuwen Ye return unharmed. She slowly sat back down on the bed and looked at Yuwen Ye again, finding that he was not only uninjured but also seemed to be in good spirits. It seemed that although the Dali Temple had searched for him, they did not dare to disrespect the Prince of Qin.
Shang Ruyi took a deep breath and said, "No matter what, it's good that you're back."
After saying that, he subconsciously muttered, "At least the first day is finally over."
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Ye looked up at her and asked, "What did you say?"
Shang Ruyi quickly shook her head: "It's nothing."
This is somewhat inexplicable. Although they felt that Yuwen Qian marrying Yu Mingyue was something that should have happened long ago, she inexplicably felt that the three days Yuwen Yuan gave them were not only a wait for Yu Mingyue's life to be pronounced, but also a test for them.
Yuwen Ye looked at her, seemingly sensing something, and suddenly said, "If that's what you think, it's not wrong."
"..."
"So, there's still one more hurdle to overcome."
Shang Ruyi was startled and looked up at him: "What barrier?"
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