Chapter 118 Destiny
People in the yard fell down one after another.
The man seemed like a Shura who had walked out of hell. He had an expressionless face and wore a blood-stained robe. He looked cold and charming, with a breathtaking beauty.
Before Lu Qiaoxiao's vision blurred, he saw the man's clothes fluttering in the wind, his blood-stained white robe, his ink-black hair floating slightly in the wind, and the long sword in his hand still bleeding, hanging down along his distinct wrist bones.
As Shen Yuheng glanced sideways, that noble, cold vision washed over her mind like a torrent of shock—
He—he is…
When Lu Qiaoxiao woke up again, she was lying on her couch at home. The faint scent of moxa on the pillow made her subconsciously wrap herself tightly in the quilt. The scenes before she fainted lingered in her mind.
She subconsciously looked around. Her mother and Bai Zhi were both there, but she didn't see Shen Yuheng. Qiao Lin held her hand and said distressedly, "Changjue has been called away by His Majesty."
"Your Majesty? Which Your Majesty?" Lu Qiaoxiao's heart tightened. Shen Yuheng came to save her. Could it be that he was threatened by that bastard Wei Yan?
"Silly child, who else could it be? It's naturally the one in the Palace of Heavenly Purity. He's awake." Qiao Lin stroked her forehead. "The fever has subsided, thanks to Chang Jue's good care." "You were in a coma for three days, and he stayed here to watch over you all night."
"Otherwise, with the extent of your injuries, how could you possibly get up now?"
Lu Qiaoxiao held Qiao Lin's hand tightly. "Mother, how is Princess Mingzhu? How is Prince Ding'an? Has His Majesty made any decisions about Prince Ding'an since he woke up?"
Qiao Lin leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Rest assured and recover from your injuries. His Majesty has already issued an edict to appoint Princess Mingzhu as the crown prince. The matter of Prince Ding'an has made the Emperor very angry, and His Majesty is just about to make his decision." Lu Qiaoxiao immediately breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the couch, her mind going over the events of the past few days, her heart feeling as if it was filled with worry.
Want to see him.
This was the only thought left in Lu Qiaoxiao's mind.
After lunch, she was walking in the yard when she saw a servant crying in the corner. "What happened? Why are you crying here?"
When the servant saw her, his face was panicked and he wiped his tears with his sleeve. "Hello, Madam, it's nothing. I was just thinking of some sad things in the past."
Lu Qiaoxiao nodded and continued walking along the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
But she discovered something strange: the people in the prime minister's mansion looked at her strangely, or rather, everyone seemed to be in a depressed mood to some extent.
Lu Qiaoxiao realized something was wrong and called Bai Zhi: "Prepare the car, I want to go to the palace!"
Bai Zhi forced a smile on her face: "Miss, your injury has not healed yet. Why are you entering the palace at this time——"
"Prepare the car. I want to go to the palace and look for Shen Yuheng." From Bai Zhi's reaction, she could already tell that something was fishy. Her eyes were stern and her tone was firm. "Bai Zhi, tell me what happened."
"You and I grew up together, you know my personality best."
"If Shen Yuheng is in trouble, I will definitely not sit idly by."
"If he is going to die, I will never live alone." Lu Qiaoxiao stared into the eyes of the person in front of him, emphasizing each word.
Tears glistened in Bai Zhi's eyes. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
Lu Qiaoxiao raised his hand and stroked her face, saying softly, "Good Baizhi, there are some things you don't know, but I know clearly and have actually experienced it."
"Shen Yuheng is not just my husband for this life." There was a voice in her heart: He is not just my husband for this life, but also the person she ignored in the previous life, the person she can share life and death with.
This is the person she would be with even at the cost of her life if she could live again.
Seeing Bai Zhi's embarrassment, Lu Qiaoxiao took a deep breath and said slowly, "Tell me? Was it that bastard Wei Yan who ascended the throne?"
Bai Zhi shook her head desperately, "Her Royal Highness is acting as the head of state affairs. His Majesty has issued an order to arrest Prince Ding'an. The court officials have presented evidence of his crimes. The outcome is set, the outcome is set."
"Then why are you hesitating? What else is there to say?"
"If you don't tell me, I will go find Prince Jiang. He will know about Shen Yuheng's situation."
Lu Qiaoxiao was about to leave, but was pulled back by Bai Zhi. "Miss, it's no use looking for Master Jiang. Let me tell you, my uncle... my uncle has been poisoned."
"You saw your uncle coming to save you, but he had been forced by Prince Ding'an to take poison. He put his life in Prince Ding'an's hands before he would release you."
"Fortunately, Master Shiyou and Prince Jiang arrived in time, otherwise, I'm afraid that dishonest bastard Prince Ding'an would have killed you on the spot."
Bai Zhi's voice became increasingly quiet. She felt Lu Qiaoxiao's grip on her arm loosen little by little, and her heart tightened. "Miss, Miss, you, you must not get into any more trouble."
Nails dug into his flesh, teeth biting his lips tightly, a hint of sweet and fishy smell emanated from his mouth. Lu Qiaoxiao spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "Where is he now?"
Bai Zhi was almost crying, but she knew she couldn't hide anything from the person in front of her, so she could only tell the truth: "In the palace, Princess Mingzhu invited the best imperial physician to treat my son-in-law."
"My son-in-law fell ill and fainted after he sent you back." Bai Zhi's voice became softer and softer, and she lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at the reaction of the person in front of her.
When I looked up again, was there anyone in front of me?
She didn't have her commander's token with her, but she had a smooth journey into the palace, with almost no one stopping her. At each checkpoint, someone would greet her respectfully, "Commander Lu."
Lu Qiaoxiao went straight to Zhaoyang Palace and entered the gate. She saw the woman leaning on the soft couch. She was wearing a golden dragon and cloud python robe. Wei Mingzhu's bright and elegant appearance added a bit of majestic aura.
Glancing at the person coming, Wei Mingzhu waved her hand gently, signaling Zi Chen beside her to step back.
"I knew you would come." Wei Mingzhu took a small sip from the teacup and looked at her lazily.
Lu Qiaoxiao said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Your Highness, for letting me pass all the way. Qiaoxiao is very grateful."
Wei Mingzhu raised the corners of her lips and chuckled, "That day was truly a matter of life and death. I was in the Qianqing Palace, my heart was in my throat. You were detained by Concubine Li, and Wei Yan appeared at the perfect time."
"I'm also curious about what Senior Brother will choose. I never thought that someone like him would actually offer to trade his life for another's."
"If Jiang Weiman and your brother hadn't arrived, I wouldn't be the one sitting here talking to you right now."
Lu Qiaoxiao's eyes flickered slightly, and his hands hanging at his sides clenched tightly. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
"Don't be nervous." Wei Mingzhu chuckled. "I'm not saying this to criticize you. Besides, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. It's fate that decides who will win—"
"It seems that destiny is with me."
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