After the banknote was sent, Lin Wanyue was looking forward to Xiao Weijing coming over, burning incense, bathing and dressing up early.
I just looked forward to it until late at night, my neck was growing long in anticipation, but there was still no news from him.
It doesn't make sense. She clearly handed the banknote to General Han with her own hands. Could it be that he pocketed it for himself?
"Is that bitch Shen Ning dead?"
Chuntao was not sure. She was building walls and cutting down trees. She felt that the prince wanted to kill Shen Ning, but Butler Zhou was very tight-lipped and couldn't get any information out.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Miss, I deliberately passed by the abandoned courtyard today, and I didn't smell the smell of corpses. Shen Ning might have picked off the bark of trees, chewed grass roots or something, and he probably won't last a few days."
Lin Wanyue was agitated, "What a waste. I can't get any information out of it."
Chuntao said bitterly, "Since Mrs. Xu's death, Housekeeper Zhou has been cleaning up the slaves who are fighting. Now everyone in the mansion is in danger. No one dares to stroke the prince's beard, let alone have anything to do with the abandoned courtyard."
Lin Wanyue found it strange that if the prince did not take action, he would do it with a thunderous force. It was obviously easier to kill Shen Ning than to crush an ant, so why did he have to use all kinds of tricks?
She was puzzled, and when she thought of Shen Ning's toad-eyed face, goosebumps appeared all over her body.
The prince must have been so disgusted that he tortured her in the most cruel way. Depriving her of water and food was not enough. He built walls and chopped down trees to cut off all her escape routes. Only through life-and-death struggle would he be able to relieve his hatred.
There were footsteps outside, and Chuntao said happily: "Miss, the prince is here."
Lin Wanyue was overjoyed, her delicate and delicate face showed a spring color, and she quickly got up and went to the yard to greet her.
Seeing her wearing tulle and bending her slender waist, Xiao Weijing frowned slightly and asked, "Aren't you cold?"
Chuntao was shocked. The young lady had spent two hours dressing up. She had a graceful figure that was almost invisible. What man wouldn't get excited after seeing her? The prince really didn't understand the charm.
Lin Wanyue's face turned red, and her voice was gentle as she said, "I was just about to take a rest, but I didn't expect the prince to come over."
"Are you disturbing your rest?" Xiao Weijing turned around to leave, "I will come back tomorrow."
How can I let him go after finally looking forward to it? Lin Wanyue held his hand in desperation, "Your Majesty, what's the matter with coming here so late?"
Xiao Weijing stepped in, and Lin Wanyue hurriedly arranged to watch tea.
She sat next to him, wishing she could press her soft body against hers and let him take care of her.
He could even be as ugly as Shen Ning, so why didn't he want her?
Xiao Weijing was very sensitive to smells. Lin Wanyue had always been elegant, but now her body smelled of powder, which made his nose itchy.
At the same time, the incense emitted by the incense burner is strong and assails the nose, making people feel inexplicably restless.
Men and women have naturally different senses of smell. Smelling the lingering fragrance in the room, he felt that it was not as solid as Shen Ning's barbecue. He wanted to drink two glasses of it while eating.
With her slender hands holding her broken hair at the temples, Lin Wanyue's eyes were full of spring, and her figure was enchanting. She showed off the most beautiful side of the woman, but she found that he was absent-minded.
Her heart skipped a beat, "Prince?"
Xiao Weijing finally came to his senses and said, "Did you give Han Qing the fifty thousand taels of silver notes?"
Lin Wanyue explained in a gentle and considerate way, "I also accidentally learned that the prince has been worried about the money recently. I thought that my father is the minister of the Ministry of War and might be able to share some of the burden for you, so I sent Xia He back home.
My father has been helping the prince, but the Ministry of Revenue is bullying others, and the money may not be allocated in a short time, so he gives a sum of money privately.
The prince has protected me for many years, and I wanted to share the burden for him, but I was afraid that you would refuse, so I gave it to General Han in the name of the prince."
With her shy eyes full of expectation, Lin Wanyue pinched her handkerchief and said, "My lord, you don't blame me for taking matters into your own hands, do you?"
Xiao Weijing is not an emotional person, "Your monthly salary is only a hundred taels, and there are not many farms and shops in the mansion. Where can you get 50,000 taels?"
Lin Wanyue was stunned. She offered him 50,000 taels to solve his urgent need. Shouldn't he love and cherish her more?
The prince has been leading troops to fight all year round, but he doesn't know how deep the water is in the capital. How can any high-ranking official live on his salary? That little money is not enough to support a house of aunts.
Her father was stingy, but he held an important position and had plenty of people to give him money.
It's just that this matter is kept out of the public eye, and others don't ask. It's just a tacit understanding between each other.
"I don't know the specifics, but my father has always been upright in his actions. He is worried about the prince's needs and worries about the prince. There is no problem with this money."
The money has been sent out in a hurry for eight hundred miles. Even if you want to chase it, you can't get it back. Besides, Xiao Weijing knows in her heart that no high-ranking official in the court has a clean butt.
Lin Shilang was willing to pay fifty thousand taels, just to ask for directions.
"Wanyue, I accept your wishes, but I won't do it again." Xiao Weijing looked relaxed, but her tone was majestic, "The relationship between the DPRK and China is complicated, and it is even more forbidden to form cliques for personal gain. You need to be careful in what you say and do. I don't want you or your family to be involved.
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Lin Wanyue's face turned pale and she hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, I just want to help you. I didn't expect there would be such serious consequences. So what should I do now?"
"Thank you father for me. Once the money is allocated, I will return the money as soon as possible."
Lin Wanyue didn't hear the knock in his words, and thought it was because of the man's dignity and face, so she quickly changed the subject, "Your Majesty, I asked the small kitchen to stew snow clams, would you like to try it?"
Xiao Weijing was full after eating chicken, so she stood up and said, "No, you should go to bed early."
Seeing that he was about to leave, she didn't care about her face and said, "Your Majesty, it's already so late, why don't you just rest here?"
The incense smoke made Xiao Weijing dizzy and her blood boiled, "There are still military matters to deal with."
Lin Wanyue felt unwilling and suddenly hugged him from behind, "My lord, do you really not understand Wanyue's heart?"
Xiao Weijing is a man, and his body has instinctive needs, not to mention the warm and fragrant soft jade.
He breathed heavily, but he still brushed her hand away and said in a hoarse voice: "Wanyue, my promise to you will not change."
"But I want to be the prince's woman, take care of your food, clothing, and daily life, and give birth to children for you." Her voice was filled with loneliness and urgency, "That's right now, tonight."
"I will give you what you want." Faced with Lin Wanyue's true feelings, Xiao Weijing was terrifyingly calm, "But now is not the time."
After finishing speaking, he strode away.
Lin Wanyue was hurt by his words. Why was that ugly Shen Ning okay, but it wasn't her time yet?
For his sake, he put aside his shame and dressed up like this, even adding ingredients to the incense burner, and left without even looking back.
Why? Why!
Xiao Weijing left Yiyan Pavilion, her breathing gradually became heavier and her eyebrows furrowed in discomfort.
He forced himself to regain consciousness and returned to Yu Qingxuan. He was already sweating profusely and his face was flushed.
Having just experienced this on her wedding day, how could Xiao Weijing not know that she was being plotted against?
He clenched his fist tightly to suppress it, veins appeared on his forehead, and the desire rushing inside his body roared like a bloodthirsty beast.
The deep eyes gradually turned blood red, and the suppressed roar of the beast escaped from the throat.
He raised his hand and smashed the porcelain pillow, blood spurted out and stained the bed...