Seeing that Ye Wanwan was silent, Qingsha said again: "Madam, I think there is something strange. I have been looking at this prince for a long time, and the more I look at it, the more I feel that he looks a bit like the former Eunuch Yanchen."
"Obviously they have different statures, different temperaments, and even different identities, but they always give people an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Just now, the slave suddenly remembered that this feeling was a bit like
It’s Yan Chen, do you think it’s strange?”
Ye Wanwan's eyelashes flickered slightly and she looked at Qingsha who looked puzzled: "What are you thinking about? How long has Yan Chen been dead? Don't mention it again in the future."
Qing Sha immediately became serious. She knew that the empress had always been jealous of Yan Chen's death: "I was wrong. I forgive you."
Doubts must still be doubts, after all, the feeling is too weird, but such words cannot be said anymore. The empress is taboo and does not say it. It will be bad if it reaches the ears of Zhen Guohou.
Seeing Qingsha shut her mouth with a serious look on her face, Ye Wanwan twitched the corners of her lips, feeling helpless.
Qing Sha could detect it, so how could she not notice it?
Yan Wu gave her a strange feeling from the first time they met, but she always felt that it was impossible. Then she still didn't give up and looked at his face. It was indeed not Yan Chen, so she stopped thinking.
Although blue eyes are rare, they are not unique. Since Yan Chen and a young eunuch have them, what's so strange about others having such eyes?
However, when she stopped thinking, Yan Wu approached her with ulterior motives. Apart from his appearance and identity, his thoughts were not concealed at all.
How could there be two people so similar in this world, not in appearance or identity, but in the aura on his body and the eyes that were filled with hers.
You can't hide your love for someone. If there is any difference between the two, it is that the former suppresses it tightly, fearing that she will find out, while the latter's eyes are burning, and his affection is like fire, and he wants to burn her together.
The difference is really different. Who would have thought that the little eunuch who was once so humble and had no sense of existence would now become a high-ranking and powerful Marquis of Zhenguo.
However, even though he has changed as a person, he is still the same as before in front of her.
The slave is willing to do anything for his wife.
Yan is from the empress.
Although the atmosphere and tone have changed, the content remains the same.
Oh, is it because of love, or is it full of scheming? I'm afraid she won't notice.
However, it is undeniable that he used this little trick very successfully. If it were someone else, Ye Wanwan would not have given the slightest chance, and had even thought of retreating. But...she came for revenge, and everything was everywhere
Her enemy, but the little eunuch was the only one who was special, and she felt a little guilty for being special.
My mood is very complicated, and I don’t know what to do, but no one has pointed it out now, so just pretend that I don’t know and deal with the things in front of me first.
In fact, there was no need for Ye Wanwan to do anything. The Marquis of Zhenguo pushed the eldest prince to the front to supervise the country. All eyes were attracted to him, and they fought openly and secretly around the eldest prince.
Zhao Yi is in a coma but not dead. No one can become the emperor. The situation will not change for the time being. Although the eldest prince has been pushed to oversee the country, with the prince here, even if Zhao Yi dies, he cannot ascend to the throne.
This situation seemed chaotic, but a delicate balance was found in it, and this balance was the best situation for Ye Wanwan.
Zhao Yi couldn't do anything to her anymore, but the eldest prince didn't dare to do anything to her. She didn't have a prince, so the Leng family couldn't do anything to her.
Everyone in the court was worried about the imperial power. The Queen Mother could only watch, her hair turned half white with anxiety. Only Ye Wanwan seemed to have nothing to do with her.
Zhao Yi lay in the palace for a month and was still unconscious. The Queen Mother made the decision to move him back to the palace. After all, living in this palace was not a long-term solution.
Ye Wanwan and the others naturally followed her back, and she went to accompany the Queen Mother in her carriage. The Queen Mother saw her for the first time this month and knew she was there, but didn't want to see her.
After not seeing her for a month, the Queen Mother's hair was visibly gray and her face had a lot of wrinkles, as if she had aged ten years all of a sudden.
She looked at Ye Wanwan with scrutiny in her eyes: "The emperor was assassinated and all the Imperial Guards were killed. Why are you intact?"
Intact? If I have to say that, it counts.
Ye Wanwan leaned against the car wall: "I heard that the emperor saved me. Does the Queen Mother believe it?"
The Queen Mother did not answer, but just looked at her, asking for her answer.
Ye Wanwan didn't feel guilty and looked at the Queen Mother calmly: "It's the little eunuch Lin Zheng next to me. He has been on the battlefield and knows how to hide and evade. He led me to escape the assassins, and finally waited until the Duke of Zhen Guo arrived.
rescue."
The Queen Mother's eyes turned red when she heard this: "Then why didn't you let him save the Emperor?"
Ye Wanwan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then she twitched her lips and was speechless for a while.
She thought the Queen Mother just couldn't understand why she was not injured or killed, but she didn't expect the Queen Mother to blame her for not sacrificing herself in exchange for Zhao Yi's life.
"My concubine was saved... The emperor pulled my concubine in front of him and blocked the arrow with his body. If the marquis of Zhenguo hadn't saved me, I would have been dead."
Ye Wanwan looked at the Queen Mother with cold eyes: "There were too many assassins at that time, and no one knew where the arrows came from. The only blame is that I was too thin to be a good shield for the Emperor."
The Queen Mother was speechless.
The team returned to the palace, and the queen came to greet them with the prince and the eldest prince.
The Queen Mother didn't have a good look on them, she didn't even let them look at them, she directly isolated them and sent Zhao Yi to the Qianyuan Palace.
The concubines in the harem were all out today, eagerly looking forward to it, but unfortunately they couldn't even catch a glimpse of Emperor Yang.
"It's all that vixen. I heard that the emperor was injured just to save her. She was with the emperor at the time. The emperor was seriously injured, but she was safe and sound."
"It's such a scourge. It deserves death. It has also brought trouble to the emperor."
"It's her fault that the emperor is unconscious now. She still has the nerve to come back. She is really shameless."
"The Queen Mother still tolerates her after such a thing happened. I really don't know what the Queen Mother thinks. Can a niece be as important as the Emperor?"
"I heard that she was in a coma and was carried back by Marquis Zhen Guo. Do you think she has some shady relationship with Marquis Zhen Guo?"
"Marquis of Zhenguo? Didn't you say that he is extremely ugly, with scars on his face and crisscrossed veins like an evil ghost?"
"Ugly is a bit ugly. Who knows if people just like the ugly ones."
...
Ye Wanwan was standing not far from these people, listening to their various comments and their unbearable words. She wanted to trample her to death, as if saying these words could highlight their existence and status.
It really doesn't last long.
Ye Wanwan is not busy punishing them now. Someone outside said that it is not surprising that there is news in this palace.
There was no need for her to go on a killing spree to attract attention at this juncture, but she remembered these people well. It was not worth it for them to do this for Zhao Yi. When Zhao Yi died, he would be buried with them.