Chapter 102: Confessing that he had never done anything to let her Princess Mansion down...
With a "click", the teacup was placed in front of Murong Jin.
"Miss Murong...." He Jiuyue still only knew her last name but couldn't remember her first name, so she just called her that.
"You are a guest, have tea."
This Murong Jin was the woman who had gone through the wife-husband ceremony with Wen Zheliu, and also had the "wedding night".
Logically, she should be disgusted.
But every time He Jiuyue thought about her marriage to Wen Zheliu, she could only feel fortunate.
If Murong Jin had not come to the rescue, in this world where women are respected, and had not helped Wen Zheliu, and was willing to marry Wen Zheliu and help him ascend the throne, and had not had a mother, the emperor Situ Yun, who only cared about interests and had little mother-son affection, the grass on Wen Zheliu's grave would be three feet high at this moment.
"Thank you, Mr. Sima He, for the tea."
Murong Jin took a few sips of tea and asked carefully, "Excuse me, General He, how are His Majesty and the Princess of Xiyue doing? I only hope that Your Highness will show mercy and spare their lives... Please don't misunderstand me. I'm not here to demand an explanation, but to seek peace."
"Princess, you're fine. Wen Zheliu is also fine."
He Jiuyue fiddled with the string of emerald green Buddhist beads again: "There is just one thing I want to ask you."
Murong Jin nodded: "You can ask as much as you want."
He Jiuyue's hands twirled the Buddhist beads methodically, her sharp eyes fixed on Murong Jin's. "How much do you know about the death of He Yuyao, the eldest princess of the Central Plains, who was poisoned while stationed on the border between the two countries?"
Murong Jin hesitated to speak: "This..."
"You know." He Jiuyue did not use a rhetorical question, but a statement to express affirmation.
Murong Jin raised his hands in surrender. "I do know a thing or two about this matter, but before I answer you, I'd like to ask a question: Your Emperor Jingming of the Central Plains, who is like a grasshopper after autumn and has a short lifespan, can no longer hold power, right?"
"Of course." He Jiyue nodded. "Miss, if you have relevant clues, please tell me in detail."
"This matter was led by Emperor Jingming."
Murong Jin didn't look like he was cut out for military battles, but surprisingly, he was incredibly well-informed about intelligence. "She had one of her eunuchs, whose name seemed to be Xi, come to your army as a supervisor. It was just a cover. Her real purpose was to harm our general."
"...What?" Murong Jin spoke in Chinese. He Jiuyue understood every word, but she couldn't understand the overall meaning.
In other words, they understood it but didn't dare to admit it.
"It's just what you think."
Murong Jin shook his head slowly, not knowing whether he was sighing at the sadness of the world or the end of the heroine.
"It's really ridiculous. This is intelligence from a spy my mother planted in the Red Armor Army. You and your mother, as Red Armor Army generals, were completely unaware of it..."
"The Princess and you both cherish loyal and virtuous people. We, the people of Xiyue, respect you. Incidentally, that spy saved the Princess three times. Unfortunately, when she was about to risk exposing her identity and report the matter to the Princess, she was silenced by that Xi.
"That rootless thing didn't stop at nothing and completely harmed the princess.
"Then He Feng is worried that the Princess will have her own army and become powerful, and she dares not take responsibility for her actions. She wants to throw all this dirty water on the heads of Xiyue, and then spread the news back to your Central Plains capital, and make us Xiyue people the murderers. If it weren't for you representing the Central Plains peace team this time, I really wouldn't dare to clarify this matter."
He Jiuyue froze in place, unable to breathe for several breaths.
The limbs are cold, but the mind is clear.
All the confusion that had been lingering in his mind was resolved.
No wonder He Feng, who was always indecisive, acted so decisively and swiftly to arrest someone from the Prime Minister's Mansion. He was totally different from his usual self who would always ask He Jiuyue for permission for everything.
No wonder He Feng not only sent all the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion to jail, but also sent out her most capable subordinate Chen Sanxi to kill all the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion overnight. If He Jiuyue had not arrived early, I am afraid that even Wen Zheliu would not have been saved alive!
At that time, Chen Jin broke into her house and told her story in a hurry, but she was busy flirting with Xiaoqing, and most of her thoughts were focused on the fact that the Wen family was imprisoned.
When he hurried to the prison, he vaguely heard Wen Zheliu asking Chen Sanxi, "Who sent you here?"
This Chen Sanxi is really a smart guy.
When he was a military supervisor, he withheld military rations and enriched himself.
When he was a eunuch in the palace, he followed his superiors' example and was a very loyal dog.
When she was in the prison, even she was deceived by Chen Sanxi's words "Our Majesty is only giving the princess a favor" when he sentenced the prime minister and his men to immediate execution!
At that time, she just thought that Chen Sanxi was taking advantage of his power and made up an excuse to fool Wen Zheliu.
Who knew that the disaster would be diverted to another place?
How could He Jiuyue want revenge?
It was clearly He Feng's intention to destroy the Prime Minister's Mansion!
And why did the Minister of Revenue An Rui dare to report the Prime Minister's Office and start a rebellion in the southeast to make money?
I’m afraid He Feng is behind this!
"Princess!" He Jiuyue was in a daze, and was brought back to life by Chen Jin's shout.
"What's wrong?" He Jiuyue raised half an eyebrow.
Murong Jin, the guest, was still sitting right there. Even if he figured out He Feng wasn't a good person, He Feng was just a grasshopper in autumn, unable to jump. The entire camp was under her control, so what could possibly happen? Chen Jin was so flustered, wasn't she just embarrassing Murong Jin?
"Someone died in your tent? The bloody stench was so overwhelming that I couldn't even open my eyes outside!"
He Jiuyue made a "tsk" sound.
"Why don't you go in and take a look?"
Chen Jin waved his hands repeatedly: "No, Grand Marshal! I am a virgin, and there is only Master Wen inside. Men and women are not allowed to touch each other. Without your permission, I cannot enter without permission!"
...That's true.
It would be bad if Wen Zheliu was changing clothes inside and was caught by Chen Jin.
The man Chen Jin is going to marry in the future will not mind that she has seen a naked man, but Wen Zheliu has not been married to her yet. If she is seen by other women other than her daughter, will her chastity still be preserved?
"Did Wen Zheliu call you from inside?"
If it was true as Chen Jin said, with so much blood lost, Wen Zheliu would have a shallow sleep, and apart from fainting, he would not have slept soundly, so it is impossible that he was unaware of it.
"This is the weird part!" Chen Jin wanted to cry, but he couldn't. "I called out to the young master three times outside, but he didn't answer. Just as I was about to grit my teeth and yell, 'Sorry, I'm sorry,' he said, 'You don't have to come in.' I really have no choice but to ask for your permission. I'd rather die than disturb you and Miss Murong!"
...Is that so? That's a tricky situation.
He Jiuyue turned her head and glanced at Murong Jin.
She was a sensible woman, and immediately stood up and bowed: "My Lady, you have important matters to attend to, so please go ahead. I am waiting here, and I hope that you and His Majesty are well."
"Yeah." He Jiyue felt an inexplicable unease rising in her heart. She couldn't explain it, and her heartbeat was several times faster than usual. She nodded slightly and hurried to the main tent. "Sorry, I'll be right back."
Outside the tent, there was indeed a bloody smell.
He Jiuyue has sharp senses, his nose is as good as a dog's, and he has been fighting on the battlefield for many years and has dealt with blood a lot, so he can smell something wrong from a distance.
Not only was the amount of bleeding huge, but the blood also smelled very fresh.
But he clearly ordered the Red Armor Army to stop here, there was no enemy attack from the West Yue side, and the two sides did not fight. How could there be such a strong bloody smell?
"Swish--" He Jiuyue pushed the curtain aside with both hands.
The scene that comes into view is a picture that you will never forget.
First, there is a glaring red.
Then he saw Wen Zheliu's pale face.
It was like a large piece of ice crashing into a depression filled with blood.
shocking.
What's even more terrifying is that this seemingly weak and powerless snow man, who is holding a blade that can cut iron like mud, is stabbing his legs with a cold face.
It was as if there was a huge grudge between them.
"Hear the willow branches!"
He Jiuyue didn't know how she ran over, but in the blink of an eye, she snatched the dagger from Wen Zheliu's hand.
"What are you doing? Why are you stabbing your own legs?!"
The dagger fell onto the carpet on the ground with a dull sound, but without the crisp "clang" sound of ordinary iron objects hitting the ground.
Like the eyes that smell the sound of willow branches.
Not as clear and bright as usual.
Only darkness remains.
"I..." Wen Zheliu turned around, a look of pity and weakness on his face. His thin lips parted slightly, and his brows furrowed again. "Are you... He Jiyue? Or are you deliberately pretending to be her to please me?"
He Jiuyue was stunned again and again.
When she was not by his side, the people around him deliberately pretended to be her in order to please him.
...Just like those ministers in the Central Plains, who are looking for a pregnant man with fair skin and good looks.
But his eyes...
He Jiuyue approached, bringing up a gust of air.
"Don't come over here!"
Wen Zheliu folded his hands and held them tightly against his chest.
He looked like a virgin who was about to be molested by a thief... He was clearly a man who had already fathered a daughter, yet he still had such charm.
The strong desire had just emerged when it was ruthlessly cut off by He Jiuyue.
It's already this time, why is she still thinking about this?
What had happened during the time she was gone? Could it be that Wen Zheliu was resting peacefully in the tent when he opened his eyes to find the whole world had gone dark, not knowing what was happening, and fumbled for the dagger...
But that dagger is used for self-defense.
Why did he stab the dagger into the thigh?
The wound was messy, having been stabbed no less than a hundred times.
If it’s tied like this, I’m afraid it will be useless.
He Jiuyue took a deep breath, and just like when she searched for the corpse pretending to be Wen Zheliu on the cliff before, she carefully reached out her hand and moved towards his bloody leg.
Not a single meridian remains, all are broken.
“…Chen Jin.”
He Jiuyue took two deep breaths before steadying her voice.
"Invite the military doctor to my tent immediately and pass on the order to return to the capital in two quarters of an hour... As for Murong Jin, find a reason to send her back. Tell her that I agree to her terms."
"Yes!" Chen Jin went there respectfully, not knowing that when He Jiuyue learned about what happened that year from Murong Jin, she had already been thinking about when to return to Beijing. She chose today and at this time to give her instructions, intending to send her away and have a private talk with Wen Zheliu.
"Hearing the willow branches being broken, I..."
He Jiuyue stretched out her hand, trying to put her arm around Wen Zheliu as she did before and then have a good chat with him, but he waved her hand away.
"How do you prove that you are He Jiyue?"
Due to excessive blood loss, Wen Zheliu's already cold limbs could no longer keep warm. He shivered like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and his voice trembled.
"He Jiyue is very busy and has a lot of things to deal with. She shouldn't have come back so soon. You are not her..."
He Jiuyue didn't say anything, pinched Wen Zheliu's thin chin with one hand, leaned down, and gave him a deep, heart-wrenching kiss.
She is so strong.
Like a tigress tearing at her prey.
It was as if she wanted to carve her entire being into Wen Zheliu's body.
In the past, she only knew how to lead troops to fight and be loyal to the emperor.
But she never thought that the one who wanted to wipe out her family was He Feng, the person she was most vulnerable to.
He Yuyao is He Feng's biological sister with the same mother and father!
He Feng actually had the heart to do it!
She even blamed all these mistakes on Wen Zheliu and slapped him twice without any reason.
His pale face still bears bloodstains.
“Ugh… Ugh!”
Her kiss became deeper and deeper, Wen Zheliu couldn't breathe and couldn't help struggling.
The two separated briefly and then huddled together again.
Her nose felt sore, and He Jiuyue hugged the man who was so thin that he was just skin and bones tightly, no longer caring about what he was holding in his mouth for fear of breaking it, or what he was holding in his hands for fear of dropping it.
She just wanted to feel the warmth of this person.
This person has always been regarded as a traitor by her, and has always regarded himself as a traitor, but in fact has never done anything to let her Princess Mansion down.
It's too late.
She knew this, but it was too late.
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The author has something to say: I have severe menstrual cramps, so I decided to find a weak woman and a male mother. It will be a short story of 200,000 words, and will be serialized in October. I am looking for adoption~ [hug]
[Strong control, money-loving, weak body, office worker x skin-hungry male mother 1 break up 4 years later and becomes CEO] Male lead 1 break up 4｜Reconciliation｜Sister-uncle age difference 10
Jiangshan is a poor office worker who has been in sub-health for many years. His biggest pursuit is to marry a handsome man with broad shoulders, narrow waist and fair skin while rushing to finish his work.
During the project report, she unfortunately suffered from hypoglycemia, but luckily she poured herself into the broad chest of her aloof boss Zhu Meng.
But not only was she not fired, Zhu Meng even blushed.
"Next time... continue."
Isn’t it “pay attention”?
"I'm sorry, but I can't do anything to hurt the boss."
But when he heard Jiangshan’s refusal, the icy-faced boss became even more excited.
Not only did he send money like water, he also cooked for Jiangshan and took care of his daily life at home.
If this is a dream, can I hold it in and wake up?
Until one day, Zhu Meng discovered the countless puppies Jiangshan had rewarded. His hands were shaking as he held the bowl of rice: "You used the money I gave you to support a sissy in a maid outfit? And you're even flirting with a guy with four abs?"
Jiangshan has dysmenorrhea and migraines, and is too lazy to talk nonsense.
"Yes, I like it. I am Si Ai."
Zhu Meng angrily took off his apron, slammed the door and left: "Disgusting."
Jiangshan woke up from his coma and suddenly received the sad news that his mother and father had passed away in a car accident. He resolutely resigned and returned home, working three jobs to take care of his sister who was still in elementary school. The warm room was now left in a mess.
They met again at the primary school gate. Zhu Meng was picking up his nephew, still as smart and handsome in a suit and tie as before. Jiang Shan was covered in dust and walked away silently holding his sister's hand.
...Well, the dream is completely over.
The next morning, Jiang Shan went out to work and found that Zhu Meng had been squatting in the corridor waiting for her all night in the heavy snow.
The suit was unbuttoned, revealing a bunny boy skirt.
"I've been studying for a long time, but I still can't learn it well. Can you teach me?"
Reading Tips:
1.1v1 double clean, the female protagonist is weak but strong (in various aspects), the male protagonist 1 is broken into 4, no spirit gb, no counterattack
2. The physiological structure is normal. Neither the hero nor the heroine can give birth to children. The hero's "male mother" is just a description of his good husband and father. It does not mean that the hero has a uterus and can give birth, and the heroine does not have any extra organs.
3. The heroine is just physically weak and has many minor illnesses, but no serious illness. She will recover in the later stage. The hero has skin hunger in the early stage, separation anxiety in the later stage, and somatization-related symptoms. He will not be completely cured.
4. The female lead is 22 years old and just graduated from college. The male lead is 32 years old. The age difference is 10 years.
5. The male protagonist's name is a homophone of "萌萌". In the later period, Jiangshan opened his heart to him and called him many names. If you don't like it, be careful. The female protagonist's name is Jiangshan. She is weak because of her strong name and the strong character of the female protagonist.
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