Chapter 38: Vomiting Blood Even a beast has an owner, but he will only be abandoned...
He Jiuyue didn't say anything, but her face was cold. Guan Ze had known her for many years, and he rarely saw her so serious. He didn't dare to say a word. The two of them sat in silence. For a moment, the huge house was filled with endless silence.
He Jiuyue folded her hands, rested her elbows on the armrests, and her voice was cold.
"Guan Ze, don't you always prioritize evidence when doing things? Firstly, Wen Zheliu was born in the Central Plains and grew up with you and me. How could he be collaborating with the enemy?"
"Secondly, I previously told you that this matter was over, but that didn't stop you from continuing your investigation. You probably did investigate, but you haven't reported any progress to me for so long. I'm afraid it's not because you weren't determined enough, but because you found nothing.
"Why bring up the empty talk?"
Guan Ze choked, and seeing He Jiuyue's serious expression, he also started arguing with her.
"But wasn't his adoptive mother, Wen Xiang, also a native of the Central Plains? Didn't she eventually defect to Xiyue and sell us intelligence from the Central Plains?
"My Lady, you and he were childhood sweethearts, and you don't want to believe he's doing something so filthy that you've never even considered. But you're in the military, living on the edge of a knife. You've seen as many people turn against the enemy for personal gain as I have. Why can't Wen Zheliu be one of them?"
"Then go check it out. Once you find out, tell me about it."
He Jiyue stood up quickly, adjusted his mask, and slowly walked to the window. "Until we find out, we'll focus on investigating An Rui. He was the mastermind behind the Southeastern Banditry case, and he's not necessarily innocent of the Wen family's collusion case either."
"Princess!" Guan Ze chased after her and grabbed Wen Zheliu's sleeve. "You still can't let him go?"
She didn't mention anyone by name, but they both knew it.
When they chatted just now, they only mentioned two other people, An Rui and Wen Zheliu.
Letting Guan Ze investigate An Rui was the purpose of He Jiuyue's trip. It was impossible for her to be concerned about An Rui, and Wen Zheliu... They had just had a fierce argument, and Wen Zheliu was the center of the storm.
“It’s not like I can’t let it go.”
He Jiuyue, who never liked to talk to outsiders, lowered her peach blossom eyes and rarely analyzed her feelings: "After all, Wen Zheliu and I were childhood sweethearts. I can't give up our past feelings all at once, but..."
She paused for several breaths and didn't say anything else. Only after Guan Ze urged her in a low voice did she continue.
"But now His Majesty is keeping a close eye on me, and my father and younger brother are still trapped in Pingyang County. I know what's more important."
"Princess, please forgive my frankness. If you could tell the difference, why would you be carrying the imperial ambergris? ... But His Majesty hasn't received any news of your return to the capital. When you went to the palace, you didn't see His Majesty, but Wen Zheliu. Am I right?"
Guan Ze persuaded herself countless times in her mind to "see through it but don't say it out loud, and save some face for the group leader", but the leader did nothing now, and the only one she could rely on was He Jiuyue.
If He Jiyue gets herself into trouble for a man, what will happen to the country?
"Well, you guessed right."
Unexpectedly, even after going out to blow in the wind for a while, the scent of ambergris on his body was still not blown away. In the ambiguous atmosphere in the room, Guan Ze could still smell it. He Jiuyue was silent for a moment, but still accepted it under her sharp gaze.
"I can't let him go, at least physically, just like you can't have sex with only one man in one night."
Guan Ze fell into a brief silence and asked again.
"You clearly can't let go of Wen Zheliu, so why did you just go to Changle Palace to see him and not take him away?"
"Why should I take him away?" He Jiuyue's expression was calm, with a hint of cruelty. "He is staying in Changle Palace now. Not only can he help me contain Emperor Jingming, but I don't have to spend too much time protecting him. It won't do me any harm." Guan Ze was completely speechless: "When it comes to ruthlessness, it depends on you."
He Jiuyue pursed her lips and didn't continue the topic. She climbed out the window and left a message: "Investigate this An Rui carefully. I'm going to Pingyang County to pick up my father and younger brother. I'll be back in Beijing soon. Please contact me by letter if you have any questions."
Guan Ze looked at He Jiuyue's shadow gradually disappearing in the night, and his mind inexplicably emerged with Wen Zheliu, who relied on He Jiuyue's favor to blatantly avoid her pursuit.
Young Master Wen has been spoiled by the princess for a long time, so it would be good for him to endure a little hardship to cool down his temper.
Although this hardship may be too much for him who grew up in a family as sweet as honey, He Jiuyue, who took him in, does not care. Why should the eunuch be anxious if the emperor is not anxious?
Changle Palace.
"Master Wen, if you want to see her, of course you can," Xiao Bai's face showed embarrassment, "but you are now under house arrest in Changle Palace, and the old mother who raised me to adulthood is also unable to enter the palace. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to see her."
Wen Zheliu tapped the table with his fingertips from time to time, and a hint of cruelty flashed across his round eyes.
Since I can’t control Xiaobai’s elderly adoptive mother, I can only control him.
"Xiaobai," Wen Zheliu raised an eyebrow. Under the dim candlelight, his handsome features revealed a hint of exotic charm that didn't belong to the Central Plains. "If I were to commit a crime, would you accompany me?"
Xiaobai was stunned and asked blankly: "What are you going to do?"
Wen Zheliu took out a small, shiny black pill from his arms, gently placed it on the tray on the table, and slowly pushed it in front of Xiaobai.
"If you can accept it, eat this first."
Xiaobai was surprised and suspicious: "What is this..."
"If you can accept it, eat it." Wen Zheliu lowered his eyes and did not explain.
This is a secret medicine unique to his Xiyue, specially designed to ensure the loyalty of subordinates. If the person who takes the medicine does something that the master does not want, his internal organs will rot, and if he does not find the antidote within a moment, he will die.
He has never been a person who trusts others easily, but He Jiuyue is too good to him, so he can't help but take off his hard shell again and again to let her touch his soft heart. As a result, she stabbed him in the heart twice, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't even breathe.
His abdomen was in pain again, and Wen Zheliu subconsciously reached out to cover it, but thinking of the fetus in his belly, he didn't dare to use too much force.
When Wen Zheliu thought about his frail body and the fact that he didn't have his wife by his side during pregnancy, and that he was destined to suffer more than an ordinary man if he forced himself to have this child, tears welled up in his eyes.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the sour feeling in his nose, at least not to lose his composure in front of Xiaobai, but he heard Xiaobai yelling.
"I'm sorry, sir. Since I've decided to follow you wholeheartedly, I shouldn't have hesitated. Dilly-dallying not only makes me seem too manly, but also makes you sad."
Xiaobai picked up the pill and threw it into his mouth. His Adam's apple moved, and he opened his mouth to Wen Zheliu and said incoherently, "I have taken this medicine. Please feel free to check it, but I have a small request - Master, can you please stop crying?"
The tip of my nose felt sore again when I heard the willow being broken.
Emotionally, he was told that Xiaobai was a good person, but rationally, he no longer dared to trust someone wholeheartedly.
"Why are you crying again?" Xiaobai reached out to wipe away the tears that were about to fall from his eyes. Just as he was about to touch them, he carefully withdrew his hand. "I'm sorry, I forgot your instructions. I can't touch you without your order."
"go out."
Wen Zheliu blinked, forcing back the tears that threatened to burst out: "Bring me a pen and paper."
Xiaobai didn't understand, but did as he was told.
I slept too much in the past few days, and my head was not only dizzy but also aching. Wen Zheliu pressed the corner of his forehead that was aching due to the emotional excitement and took the pen and paper.
"Xiaobai, when can you leave the palace?"
Xiaobai answered truthfully: "Tomorrow."
"Well, could you please deliver a letter for me?"
Too many times, he picked up paper and pen to communicate with the royal family of Xiyue. Wen Zheliu picked up the pen and subconsciously wanted to write a letter to the envoys from Xiyue, but when he noticed Xiaobai's presence, he stopped writing.
"Of course!" Xiaobai, the big yellow dog, wagged his tail as if he had received a reward from his master. "Where do you want to send it to? Who do you want to send it to?"
"There's a big lake near Fangjie Market. Do you recognize it?" Seeing Xiaobai nod, Wen Zheliu continued, "Go around the lake and dig under the stone marked with a cross. You'll find a box and put the letter in it."
"Okay, I'll send it out tomorrow!"
His face showed an excitement that he could not hide. Even Wen Zheliu, who felt depressed, curled up the corners of his mouth because of him.
"You go out first. I will write the letter tonight and you can take it tomorrow."
Xiaobai jumped out, and Wen Zheliu and Su Bai began to grind ink with both hands. He had ground ink once before in the Princess's Mansion, but the ink used in the Group Lord's Mansion was of high quality. No matter how much strength or technique he used, he could grind out a large amount of ink. The ink in Changle Palace was different.
He went to great lengths to grind the ink, and by the time he finished writing the letter, his wrist was already sore.
Staring at the open letter for a moment, Wen Zheliu was worried for a while whether Xiaobai would peek at the contents of the letter. In the end, he was unwilling to gamble whether a pill that could take a person's life would be effective in such a small matter, so he took out the special sealing oil and carefully sealed the seam.
"Meow--"
A cat's meow sounded in his ears without warning. Wen Zheliu shuddered with fright, and the letter in his hand floated slowly onto the snow-white carpet.
He turned around blankly and looked at the source of the sound, and met the eyes of a plump white cat.
The cat was not startled when it saw him. It just slowly moved its tail in front of its hind paws, adjusted its posture, and squatted in the corner in front of him. It blinked hard, its ears swayed, its whiskers drooped naturally, and its eyes were exceptionally kind.
"……kitten?"
Seeing that it was just squatting not far away, without approaching or any intention of coercing, Wen Zheliu called out tentatively.
"Meow~" the cat responded lazily and licked its paws, looking obviously at ease. The flesh on its body moved with its movements. It didn't look like it was gaining weight for the winter, but rather like its owner doted on it too much and fed it too much food, making it look naive and bold and not afraid of people.
"Come here." Wen Zheliu has always liked small animals. Although he didn't know which palace the cat ran out from, he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it when he saw the furry thing.
The white cat was more obedient than he expected. Not only did it come over to him, it also circled around him with its tail raised high.
Wen Zheliu did not use his whole hand directly, but touched the flesh between its two ears with his fingertips. He was shocked by the fact that the temperature was obviously much higher than his own hand.
The white cat seemed dissatisfied with his quick touch and nudged his hand with its warm head, blinking its eyes slowly, as if it understood that he was in a low mood and was comforting him in its own way.
Since my relative is being taken care of so well, he must have a partner.
Even an animal has an owner.
And he will only be abandoned.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
The fishy and sweet taste suddenly surged up, and Wen Zheliu subconsciously covered his mouth with his hands, but still vomited all over the blanket, making it bloody.
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