12dz Chapter 134: Saving the Crazy Mistress in Sheep's Clothing
Chapter 134: Saving the Crazy Mistress in Sheep's Clothing
If it was really as Rengui said, and he just wanted to give him a dish to try, then there would be no need to have the guards blocking his door.
The current situation clearly seems like Father has discovered something...
However, Wen Fengye knew that if this thing was consumed in moderation, it would not cause harm to the body.
Since his father had become suspicious of him, he could only play along and pretend to be clueless while swallowing the food in front of him. Otherwise, he might be killed immediately...
Wen Fengye adjusted his expression and said to Rengui calmly, "Thank my father for his reward for me." Then he calmly picked up the kelp with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
Rengui lowered his eyes and watched Wen Fengye finish the whole plate of kelp in front of him, then he put away the lunch box and left.
After Rengui came out of the Second Prince's Palace, he returned to the imperial study.
Seeing Rengui coming back, Ling Huang slowly raised his eyelids and asked, "Have you eaten everything?"
"Your Majesty, I personally watched over it and ate it all."
"He didn't say anything?" Ling Huang asked with raised eyebrows.
"Nothing." Rengui bowed and replied.
Emperor Ling snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "From now on, you will be responsible for delivering every meal. Just send this one dish every day. I want to see how long he can pretend!" When Emperor Ling said this, there seemed to be an extremely dangerous storm brewing in his eyes.
"Yes." Rengui lowered his eyes and responded softly, then quietly stepped aside.
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Since Wen Yang was about to go to Jiang State to marry a princess, she would go to the palace to accompany the mausoleum whenever she was free. Naturally, the news of Wen Fengye being under house arrest also reached her ears.
When she learned from her mother that Wen Fengye was confined to her palace and was fed kelp every day by Rengui, who was by her father's side, she couldn't help laughing out loud.
I didn't expect that my father would actually retaliate against me in the same way he had treated me. Wen Fengye had sent so much kelp back to the palace before, which was simply shooting himself in the foot.
Wen Yang took a sip of the tea in front of him and asked the Queen, "Mother, is there any news from the Ministry of Justice? Song Yizhi has been detained for some time. Has he confessed anything?"
The Empress sighed softly, "I heard from your father that the Ministry of Justice reported that Song Yizhi has always insisted in prison that he was a poor guard and has not admitted to murdering you."
Hearing this, Wen Yang smiled slightly, "It's okay, mother. Even if Song Yizhi doesn't speak up, I believe Second Prince won't be able to endure it for much longer. By then, he will definitely find a way to contact the Song family. Once the truth is revealed, we can wipe out the Song family and we won't have to worry about whether Song Yizhi speaks up or not."
Upon hearing this, the Empress of the Mausoleum clapped her hands and laughed, saying, "You think the same as your father on this point!"
"Don't worry about this matter. Your father and I will never forgive those who bully you! Just focus on counting the things needed for the marriage. If there is anything missing, remember to tell your mother." The Queen Mother spoke in a gentle voice.
Wen Yang smiled sweetly: "Thank you, mother."
Then Wen Yang stayed with Queen Ling in Fengxi Palace for a long time before leaving the palace and returning to the princess's residence.
At night, in Jiangguo, in a secret dark room, the light was dim, with only a flickering candlelight faintly illuminating the room.
In this dim environment, a handsome man was leaning on a simple wooden chair, his entire face hidden in the dark. Although his emotions could not be seen clearly, the blush under his eyes was surprisingly bright.
This person was Ling Han, whom Wen Yang had been looking for for a long time.
Suddenly, the door of the dark room was gently pushed open, and Qingsong, dressed in night clothes, walked in.
He bowed and clasped his fists, saying, "Master, the palace's spies have sent me news today. There has been a lot of activity in the palace recently because they are preparing to welcome the princess for her marriage."
Upon hearing this, Ling Han's hidden brows furrowed in a frown, and he softly asked, "A princess for a foreign marriage? Which country's princess?"
Qingsong looked up at Ling Han's face before hesitantly saying, "Ling Kingdom..."
Sure enough, the moment Ling Han heard the word "Ling Kingdom", a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
Emperor Ling had only one princess, Wen Yang.
But he had witnessed Wen Yang falling off a cliff and dying, so who was the princess who came to marry him?
"Master, could it be that Ling Kingdom has re-established a princess specifically to be used as a tool for marriage?" Qingsong guessed.
"It's not impossible." Ling Han pondered for a while before replying.
"Do I need to send someone to find out the situation?" Qingsong asked tentatively.
He was also present when Wen Yang fell off the cliff last time. Qingsong also witnessed with his own eyes that Wen Yang had stopped breathing, so now he was more inclined to appoint another princess for the Ling Kingdom.
Ling Han did not respond.
Just as Qingsong was about to ask again, he heard Ling Han reply, "No need. You can go down first and continue to closely monitor the developments in the palace. I need to be away for a while."
Qingsong's eyes widened, "Master, where are you going?"
Ling Han raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "I will go to Ling Country myself."
Qingsong: “…”
"Master, if you go back now and encounter danger, we will be leaderless." Qingsong advised worriedly.
However, Ling Han's expression was resolute. "Lingguo's intentions for the marriage are truly suspicious. I must personally return to investigate. Otherwise, it may affect our plans."
Qingsong was stunned for a moment when he heard this. If they needed to find out some information, he could just send someone to Lingguo directly. Why would the master need to take the risk and go back in person?
Qingsong guessed that the master was so determined to go back in person because he probably wanted to confirm with his own eyes whether the Princess of Ling Kingdom was dead or alive...
So he coughed twice and did not continue to stop him. Instead, he said, "Master, since you have decided to go back, please be careful."
Ling Han nodded. "This time, I'm going to Ling Country as a merchant. Contact the organized caravan, prepare the necessary documents, and arrange for a few people skilled in gathering intelligence to accompany me. Continue making preparations on your side. If there are any changes, send a pigeon to let me know."
"Okay, I'll contact the caravan right away." After saying that, Qingsong left the secret room.
With Qingsong's departure, Ling Han once again fell into deep thought in the dark room.
"Is it really you..." He leaned back in his chair, gazing at the darkness and muttering.
Although Ling Han returned to Jiang Kingdom safely, he would dream of Wen Yang's former figure every time he woke up in the middle of the night.
The shy Wen Yang, the Wen Yang who explained things to him earnestly, and the Wen Yang who domineeringly defended him... These fragmented scenes coalesced into a gentle figure that frequently appeared in his dreams. But whenever he tried to reach out and grasp her, the dream would abruptly transform into the day he fell off the cliff...
The moment he landed in his dream, Ling Han seemed to have fallen off a cliff again. The weightlessness in his dreams would always force him to wake up.
After waking up, Ling Han would feel a deep sense of powerlessness and sadness, because when he realized his feelings, that person was no longer there...
But now, the news that Princess Ling was coming to Jiang to marry a foreign princess gave him a glimmer of hope. He decided that no matter what, he must go and see with his own eyes whether that person was Wen Yang.
If it really was Wen Yang... then he would definitely not give her to anyone else...
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Soon, Qingsong arranged everything, so one morning, Ling Han transformed himself into an ordinary trader and set out for Ling Country.