Chapter 112 Past Events (3)

Ye Qingwan was about to ask him what he was doing just now, but her mouth opened and closed uncontrollably and asked a question she didn't intend to ask: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Shen Xun smiled slightly: "I accidentally injured myself when I was making food for you."

Ye Qingwan glanced sideways at the steaming food on the table, but her mind was still on Shen Xun's strange behavior.

She really couldn't figure out why Shen Xun wanted to feed her and drink his own blood? In addition, there must be some connection between the two and the content on the letter she just saw.

Ye Qingwanfu moved his eyes to Shen Xun's bandaged palm again.

No wonder she could always see all kinds of knife wounds on Shen Xun's hands. Whenever she asked him what happened, she would say that they were accidentally touched by her, or they were accidentally bruised while practicing swordsmanship. Ye Qingwan was so worried at that time that she even went to learn medical skills specifically for this.

Suddenly, Ye Qingwan hugged her head uncontrollably. At the same time, she felt the sharp pain coming from the body's skull. There was a buzzing in her ears. The pain seemed to be destroying her soul. shred.

Shen Xun in the dream was startled and quickly stretched out his hand to rub her head. Under Shen Xun's comfort, the pain gradually disappeared. Ye Qingwan raised her misty eyes and did not ask why she had a sudden headache. Instead, she lowered her gaze. When she reached the somewhat worn brocade clothes on his body and looked at it, she felt the tip of her nose was sore and her tears fell down.

She opened and closed her thin lips and said uncontrollably: "It's all my fault that you ended up in this situation."

Shen Xun was stunned for a moment and lowered his head, not wanting Ye Qingwan to see his bitter smile: "Nothing, that's okay, Ben." Halfway through, he realized his current identity and quickly changed his words: "I have to thank you. Without you, I might have been killed by Your Majesty."

The more this happened, the more distressed Ye Qingwan felt.

She slowly held Shen Xun's calloused hands and choked with sobs: "Then is there anything I can do for you? I really can't help you."

Shen Xun fell silent and looked at Ye Qingwan intently, with a gloomy and unpredictable look on his face.

After a long time, he suddenly said: "Do you love me?"

Ye Qingwan almost said without thinking: "Love."

After saying that, Ye Qingwan lowered her eyes, which gradually turned gray, with a thin layer of sarcasm covering her face.

Is he suspecting that she doesn't love him? Or is he confirming something else.

If it was the former, did Shen Xun really not understand? How could he threaten Shen Heng with his life if he didn't love her? How could he risk his life to come here just because he missed her because of a sentence in his letter? Meet him in Huaifeng City.

Shen Xun chuckled softly, his eyes, like his expression, were shockingly complicated. He pulled out a scimitar from his sleeve in front of Ye Qingwan, and then put it in her hand.

Ye Qingwan opened her eyes wide and was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Shen Xun just looked at her and said nothing.

After a while, Ye Qingwan figured out what he meant, and her lips trembled: "You want me to kill Shen Heng?"

Shen Xun smiled slightly: "No."

Ye Qingwan was confused.

Shen Xun slowly held her hand and asked her to hold the scimitar tightly. He slowly raised his other free hand and tapped a few places on Ye Qingwan's body. She turned her face to his ear and whispered: "Use it to penetrate Shen Heng's position."

Ye Qingwan was shocked.

That's where the heart is.

Ye Qingwan felt as if she was being burned and wanted to throw away the scimitar, but Shen Xun held it so tightly, as if she wanted the knife to stick to her hand.

Panic, fear and surprise surrounded Ye Qingwan. She was extremely resistant and almost lost her voice: "This is the same as killing him!"

Shen Xun seemed to have expected Ye Qingwan's reaction, and shook his head calmly: "He won't die."

His tone was so sure, as if what it stabbed Ye Qingwan was not Shen Heng's heart, but an insignificant place.

The hand held by Shen Xun could not stop shaking at this moment.

Even when Shen Xun wanted to seek power and usurp the throne and asked her for help, she did not hesitate to risk the world's disapproval and help. But now she is asked to assassinate Shen Heng.

Although she has a naughty temper, she has never killed a chicken, and she can't even see the blood.

But only Ye Qingwan now knows that the reason for her refusal was not because she didn't want to see blood, but because she simply couldn't hurt Shen Heng with her own hands!

Even if, even if Shen Heng had done some very excessive things to her, or deliberately neglected her, imprisoned her, humiliated her, and treated her as someone else's substitute, in the end, she found that she hated that man no matter what. If you don't get up, if you say you hate him, it's always just words.

Seeing Ye Qingwan's hesitation, Shen Xun sighed softly and raised his hand to cover her forehead and massage it gently. There seemed to be some inexplicable and strange emotions hidden in his gentle eyes.

He said in a gentle voice with great patience: "I promise you, I won't let him die."

Ye Qingwan shook her head.

She couldn't do it, she refused.

Shen Xun's eyes darkened, and a hint of cruelty flashed across his eyes. There was still a smile on his face, but his tone was a little dangerous: "Don't you love me?"

In an instant, Ye Qingwan seemed to be pinned by something, her whole body was so stiff that she could not move, and her bright eyes became hollow and lifeless in an instant. She felt as if something was controlling her in her mind, making her unable to move. He opened his mouth and agreed for her out of nowhere.

"good."

Shen Xun put down his hand and smiled with satisfaction: "I have already taken care of everything. You can find a way to leave the palace after the matter is completed, or I will send someone to pick you up, and then wait for me in Yanshan."

Ye Qingwan lowered her head numbly, staring blankly at the scimitar in her hand, her eyes dull.

She nodded.

When the hunting was over, it was already late at night.

Everyone who came to participate in the hunting or to watch today, without exception, stayed in the paddock in order to find the person who took Shen Ming into the mountains and poisoned King Yi's horse at dawn the next day.

This incident involved two members of the royal family. Emperor Chong'en was extremely furious when he learned about this incident. He even ordered everyone to stay where they were. Before the real culprit was found, if anyone left, he would kill them on the spot.

In a tent that was still lit, the air was filled with an unpleasant smell of medicine, mixed with a clear and cold scent of cold sandalwood, which was not that unpleasant at all.

Ye Qingwan lay quietly on the temporary floor, motionless, lifeless, and did not even hum. Beside her, Shen Heng leaned on the chair, looking at the still sleeping person. Son.

The curtains were raised and lowered, and the visitor was covered in weather. He greeted Shen Heng respectfully at first.

"Your Highness."
Chapter completed!