Chapter 143 The Person She Likes
Wen Wan always felt that Shen Yu and Wen En were hiding something from her, but since they had decided not to tell her, she had no choice.
But no matter what, she will figure it out one day.
For several consecutive days, the palace doctors rushed to Wen En's yard. One day, the scene was particularly grand, and the high priest personally brought a group of palace doctors to treat the little prince.
The palace maids were saying that the little prince was seriously injured and it was hard to say whether he could survive.
It was just twenty lashes, but the little prince was on the verge of death. Whether other conspiracy theories were involved became a hot topic among people.
More people tend to believe that someone took the opportunity to attack the little prince, while a small number of people say that the King of Mobei is too cruel and can even be so cruel to his own son.
Wen Wan didn't know what happened exactly.
She could only sit in the house and worry.
Shen Yu had heard some news about Madam Zhou these days, saying that she had appeared in the Wangting Water Prison.
Water dungeon?
When Wen Wan heard him tell her the news, she was really shocked.
No matter what, Madam Zhou is the little prince's nominal mother, so why was she imprisoned in a water dungeon?
Mysteries came one after another, and Wen Wan was exhausted. She thought that if she stayed in this royal court any longer, she would not even know how she died.
She was particularly concerned about Wen En, and would go to his yard gate every day to inquire about his situation.
Finally, that night, Yu Qiting's personal bodyguard knocked on Wen Wan's door with a lantern.
"His Highness has woken up. He wants to see the girl."
The guard's two simple sentences revealed a meaning that made Wen Wan's heart soften.
After being in a daze for so many days, the first person Wen En wanted to see when he woke up was her. It was worth it that she was worried about him all these days.
As the night deepens, the dew becomes heavier and the air is filled with cold water vapor.
Wen Wan hurriedly followed the guards into the inner room.
The guard stopped at the door and carefully closed it before leaving.
Wen En was half leaning against the head of the bed. When he heard the door close, he turned around and when he saw Wen Wan, his eyes lit up.
"elder sister."
He called out softly, although it was soft, it was full of joy.
Wen Wan quickly walked to the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and raised her hand to touch his forehead.
"The fever is finally gone. Has the palace doctor come to see me? What's the situation now?"
Wen En raised his hand and held her wrist. Wen Wan hesitated for a moment but did not struggle.
"Sister, I'm fine now. I've narrowly escaped death." Wen En raised the corner of his mouth slightly. "I thought I'd never see you again, sister. I didn't expect God to take pity on me again and give me a chance to live."
He spoke so pitifully that Wen Wan couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.
"It's just an injury. It's not like I haven't experienced this before. Don't take advantage of this opportunity to play the victim. I'm not buying it. You better take care of yourself in the future. Don't get hurt foolishly again. I won't feel sorry for you."
In the final analysis, I just don't want him to get hurt again.
Winn murmured a low, obedient response, "Okay."
He was still very weak, but he held Wenwan's wrist tightly and refused to let go. "Sister, I haven't listened to your story for many days."
"Let me tell you." Such a well-behaved and pitiful brother, she must pamper him well.
Wen Wan asked, "What kind of story do you want to hear?"
Winn thought for a moment, "Sister, do you have a hero you particularly admire? Can you tell me a story about a hero?"
"A great hero?" Wen Wan pondered for a moment and smiled.
"Of course there is. Then let me tell you a story about Fenglangjuxu. Once upon a time, there was a young general named Huo Qubing. He was made a marquis at the age of seventeen, took command at the age of nineteen, and was conferred the title of Fenglangjuxu at the age of twenty-one. Although his life was short, he created achievements that no one in later generations could surpass..."
Who among those who study history would not feel sorry for Huo Qubing?
At a young age, he was well-dressed and well-fed, and in just a few years he doubled the country's territory. It is no exaggeration to say that if he had lived a few more years, all of Europe would be speaking Chinese.
When Wen Wan first learned about this history, she felt sorry for the young general even in her dreams.
At the end of the story, Wen Wan couldn't help but feel emotional.
Seeing her like this, Wen En was amazed, "It seems that my sister really likes him..."
There was a sour taste in his tone.
When Wen Wan heard this, she raised her hand and rubbed his head. "My love for him is admiration, why are you jealous? No matter how much I like him, he can't become my brother."
"Yeah." Wen En smiled and said nothing. When he lowered his head, his eyes were shining.
Young General, it turns out she likes this.
At that time, Wen Wan didn't know that a story she told casually would become the goal for others to guide their lives.
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The high priest of the royal court personally took care of the little prince's health, and the little prince really got better day by day.
After this incident, King Mobei became even more concerned about the little prince. He kept sending gold, silver, and treasures to his courtyard, and even assigned a group of his trusted guards to him.
There was no way out. The King of Mobei had only two sons, and one of them was now a disabled person. Yu Qiting was the only one left who could inherit the throne, and he was almost beaten to death by him himself. You can imagine how scared he was.
Even Wen Wan's existence gradually became tolerable to the King of Mobei.
Just a slave. In his opinion, as long as his son was happy, it was not unacceptable to keep her by his side as a plaything.
Half a month later, Wen En's injuries were almost healed, and he began to make arrangements to go to the Demonic Meteorite Tree to pray.
The osmanthus tree in the yard sprouted new branches, and Wen En took Wen Wan to the yard early in the morning to see what was new.
Shen Yu, disguised as a gardener, was watering the osmanthus tree with chicken blood. When you got close, you could smell the strong smell of blood.
When the palace servants around saw Wen En, they all bowed and greeted him.
Wen En waved his hand, asking the surrounding palace servants to step back a bit, and then he said to Wen Wan, "Sister, look, this osmanthus tree is actually alive."
Wen Wan was also surprised, and there was a hint of inquiry in her eyes when she looked at Chen Yu.
I didn’t expect that he could actually plant trees?
She rolled her eyes and smiled, "Well, this gardener is quite amazing. He actually managed to grow a tree that others couldn't. Why not give him some reward?"
See, she is so pragmatic.
Even in the royal court, he never forgot to seek some benefits for him when he had the chance.
Of course, if he really got gold, silver and treasures, it would be natural for her to shamelessly ask him for some benefits. It would be mutually beneficial. When she returned to Duan Dynasty, she would have many places to spend the money.
She had no idea that whenever she thought about money, the mercenary gleam in her eyes was hard to hide.
Therefore, Shen Yu and Wen En both saw through her little thoughts.
The two men sighed in their hearts at the same time. Only this woman was so heartless that she could still think about making money in a dangerous foreign country.
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