nashuaworldcup Chapter 401 Cutting out the roots
Chapter 401 Cutting out the roots
As they walked out of Hanliang Palace, Wen Jiayue immediately helped Shen Fuhan up.
He paused, then asked in a low voice, "Is this an act?"
He is feeling well now and has no discomfort.
Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and remained silent.
"What's wrong?" Shen Fuhan continued to ask, "Are you still worried about me?"
Wen Jiayue said angrily, "Shut up!"
They actually lied to her, saying that taking the bone-corroding powder once wouldn't cause any problems, and she actually believed it without even having a chance to verify it with someone.
Unfortunately, now is not the time to talk about such things; we should wait until after we leave the palace.
But once she left the palace, she no longer wanted to question him, and sat in the carriage with her head down, remaining silent.
Seeing that she remained silent, Shen Fuhan cautiously asked, "A-Yue, what's wrong?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a hot tear fell onto the back of his hand.
Shen Fuhan was stunned for a moment, then panicked. He hugged her tightly, pinched her chin, and forced her to tilt her head back.
He could clearly see the tears welling up in her almond-shaped eyes, her eyelashes damp, making her look exceptionally pitiful.
He asked softly, "Are you blaming me for not bringing down the Princess today? This matter cannot be rushed..."
“I’m not stupid,” Wen Jiayue interrupted him, sniffing, “You’re a big liar!”
"So you were worried about me," Shen Fuhan gently kissed her eyelashes. "It's alright, I'm strong and healthy, I'll definitely be able to turn bad luck into good."
Wen Jiayue shook her head desperately.
She knew all too well how potent the Bone-Corroding Powder was. Before she died, she felt like she was living a life worse than death. She felt as if her internal organs were being twisted together, making it impossible for her to sleep. She was in excruciating pain every moment.
Although Shen Fuhan only drank it once, even with twice the amount of toxicity, he would still suffer excruciating pain.
The thought of that feeling of being unable to live or die was incredibly painful for her.
"Don't worry," Shen Fuhan gently wiped away her tears. "I can get through this, believe me."
"Is there really no antidote?" Wen Jiayue asked, frowning. "Everything in the universe has its counterpart; surely we can find an antidote?"
Shen Fuhan reassured her, "Old Qian is already looking for him."
"It's only been a few days, how could we possibly find it?" Wen Jiayue said in a muffled voice, "Don't try to fool me."
Shen Fuhan still smiled: "Yes, A-Yue is the smartest; she can't hide anything from you."
Seeing his calm and composed demeanor, Wen Jiayue said angrily, "What are you laughing at? It's as if I'm the only one worried about this."
Shen Fuhan looked at her but said nothing.
If her cause of death in the dream was also this, then he had experienced her pain once.
He couldn't even imagine how terrified she must have been then; he could only endure the same physical torment she suffered.
"Thank you for your concern, Yue," he said in a low voice. "Of course I was worried too, but I just didn't show it."
Wen Jiayue pursed her lips; she couldn't tell at all.
She threatened him, "If you die, I will remarry immediately and make Zhaozhao call another man 'Daddy.' She's still so young; she'll definitely forget you."
Shen Fuhan gripped her hand tightly: "A-Yue's wish is probably going to be in vain, but I will definitely not die."
He hadn't grown old with her yet, and he couldn't bear to die.
Back at the manor, Wen Jiayue was about to help him back to his room when Shen Fuhan said, "There's still one thing I haven't taken care of. I'll go to the study first, okay?"
“No good,” Wen Jiayue pulled him to the bedroom, “You can have the guards come here to hear what you have to say, or I can relay the message for you.”
If you are poisoned, you need to rest and recuperate, even if you don't have any symptoms right now.
But she thought that if she rested a little longer now, the pain might lessen in a few days.
Seeing how much she cared about him, Shen Fuhan gladly accepted.
"Alright, then I'll trouble A-Yue to go and tell Ling He that we can start spreading the rumors now."
Wen Jiayue paused for a moment, then asked, "You and the Princess?"
“Indeed, wasn’t this your idea? Have you forgotten?” Shen Fuhan said. “Originally, I thought this matter was optional, but seeing the Emperor’s expression today, I feel that it must be done.”
The Emperor is a man of deep feelings, so Li Zhilan moved him with just a few words. It seems that the sibling bond of more than ten years cannot be severed in a short time.
Wildfires cannot destroy them; they will spring back to life with the spring breeze. Since we have decided to fight to the death, we cannot leave any future troubles.
Only the will of the people can convince the emperor to make a firm decision to eliminate the threat completely.
As long as Li Zhilan is executed, whether he misses her in the future or feels guilty towards her, he only cares about the immediate outcome.
“There is one more thing,” Shen Fuhan said, “Go to Wuyou Courtyard again and tell my fourth brother about this so that he can make preparations as soon as possible.”
Wen Jiayue agreed.
She first went to the study and found Ling He, who was stationed outside the study.
"Guard Ling, the Marquis has ordered that we may spread rumors in the capital."
Ling He readily agreed and went to give the instructions.
Wen Jiayue turned and left, slowly walking towards Wuyou Courtyard.
Seeing that the lady was sullen, Ruyi didn't dare to say anything more. She was still in a daze after all the changes that had happened today.
The master and servant arrived together at Wuyouyuan.
Shen Fuyou happened to be in the mansion as well, and upon seeing her, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
“Sister-in-law, I heard you and my elder brother went back to the manor. I was just about to go find you,” he asked. “Are you alright?”
The news of today's events has not been suppressed, and it has already spread in Chang'an on a small scale.
He heard it from a friend and rushed back.
Wen Jiayue did not hide anything: "I'm fine, but your older brother was poisoned and needs to rest for a while."
"What!" Shen Fuyou exclaimed immediately, "Then I'll go take a look right away."
Wen Jiayue shook her head: "Fourth brother, your eldest brother is fine for now. Please sit down, I have something to tell you."
Seeing her solemn expression, Shen Fuyou couldn't help but feel uneasy.
"Sister-in-law, you can speak now."
"Miss Xie's true identity is the orphan of the Xie family in Jinzhou. She started her business by making peach shortbread, but several years ago she was implicated in a poisoning case..."
Wen Jiayue recounted Xie Yan's story to him in detail.
Shen Fuyou listened in a daze the entire time.
Seeing that he didn't react, Wen Jiayue waved her hand in front of him: "Fourth brother, are you listening?"
“Sister-in-law, please continue,” he said, feigning composure. “I’m fine.”
Wen Jiayue continued, "The Dali Temple may come and take Miss Xie away at any time in the next few days, so tell her to be prepared. Also, you must not have any intimate behavior with her. Your elder brother told the Emperor that Miss Xie only arrived in Chang'an today..."
She kept giving him instructions, and Shen Fuyou listened in a daze, only able to nod.
After listening with mixed feelings, he didn't have time to sort out his myriad thoughts. He stood up and said, "I'll go over there right away."
Shen Fuyou rode off, passing through a dark alley. Without stopping, he rode away.
In the alley, Zhuyu was moving a brick and stuffing a letter inside. Seeing that no one was around, she hurriedly left.
A short while later, a hand picked up the bricks and stones, pulled out the letter, and slowly unfolded it.