Huo Wuyou wanted to untie him and force him to write down what he wanted to say, but Zhao Xu seemed to have gone crazy suddenly, behaving incoherently, laughing loudly and tearing his clothes and hair, lying on the ground in a ferocious manner, like a mad beast.
Seeing him like this, the jailer guessed that Zhao Xu couldn't stand the stimulation and his brain was damaged, so he could only ask Huo Wuyou to leave.
After understanding the whole process, Xue Zhiyi fell into deep thought. After a long moment, she raised her gaze and sideways glanced at Huo Wuyou beside her: "There's something wrong here. Zhao Xu is now doomed. Since he's unwilling to reveal the whole story, he must be planning to take the reason behind this to his grave."
She lowered her voice as she spoke, "I have a hunch that you must not mention the forged imperial edict in front of His Majesty. You must act as if you have never known about it."
Looking at Xue Zhiyi's serious expression, Huo Wuyou's brows darkened: "I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I know that the emperor's heart is unpredictable. Even for General Shen, I will not reveal this matter, let alone ask His Majesty to investigate it."
Hearing him say this, Xue Zhiyi felt a little relieved: "We can privately investigate the doubts in this matter. At least for now, Zhao Xu is definitely dead, and you have avenged your great hatred. Everything is going in the direction we expected."
At least this time, the blood of the Yongping Marquis Mansion will not splash on Huo Wuyou, and he will not have to dirty his hands like in his previous life.
With a slight nod, Huo Wuyou hugged her and rested his chin on her forehead. This kind of cuddling made him feel relaxed, and he couldn't help feeling sleepy.
Perhaps it was this soft embrace that made him, in his sleepiness, vaguely recall Xue Zhiyi leaning in his arms, looking at her with such an uncontrollable look...
Huo Wuyou suddenly woke up with a tightness in his lower abdomen. He let go of Xue Zhiyi and quickly stood up with his back to her.
Xue Zhiyi was leaning on him, but suddenly she missed. She looked at Huo Wuyou with a puzzled expression.
Not knowing what sudden illness he had, Xue Zhiyi asked him, "What's wrong with you?"
Huo Wuyou remained silent, his back turned to Xue Zhiyi, thinking to himself: Damn it, why haven't they gotten married yet?!
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door: "Miss, the master is calling you for something urgent."
It was Su Yue's voice.
Huo Wuyou had never found Jiang Xu so pleasing before, so he just urged Xue Zhiyi: "Go quickly, don't keep him waiting."
Upon hearing that there was an urgent matter, Xue Zhiyi didn't bother to argue with Huo Wuyou and hurried away.
When Xue Zhiyi arrived, he found that the gate of Jiang Mansion was open. A man dressed as a eunuch, Jiang Xu, was standing in the courtyard. The eunuch had a happy look on his face, but Jiang Xu's expression was not very good, and he only maintained a polite smile.
Seeing Xue Zhiyi coming, his expression darkened again, with a hint of melancholy.
But the eunuch smiled and said, "His Majesty has issued an order. Please kneel down and receive it, Miss Jiang."
Xue Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely guessed what the imperial edict was about.
She bowed and said, "Your Majesty, your servant Xue Zhiyi pays respects to you."
Jiang Xu also knelt and said, "Your Majesty, I, Jiang Xu, pay my respects to you."
The eunuch cleared his throat and said, "The Emperor, by the grace of Heaven and the Mandate of Heaven, proclaims: Lin'an Marquis Huo Wuyou, who has been involved in state affairs and known for his political skills, has now come of age and deserves a good match. Jiang Wan, the younger sister of Jiang Xu, Junior Justice of the Dali Temple, is chaste and obedient, with a dignified manner and manner. Now, by the decree of the Empress Dowager, they are to be married. An auspicious date shall be chosen for the wedding. Your Majesty!"
Xue Zhiyi's heart seemed to be slowly tickled by something...After today, she and Huo Wuyou would truly share the same honor and disgrace. This kind of bond did not make her feel uneasy, but instead added a bit of hope.
She kowtowed and raised her hand to receive the imperial edict: "Your Majesty, I accept the edict. Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty, and the Queen Mother."
It turns out that this is what it feels like to marry someone you love.
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