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Zhuge Ming said indifferently, "You know what you've done yourself. Right now, the imperial physician has already entered the palace to report to him. I'm afraid that before dusk, someone will come from the palace. "

Wen Yi suddenly felt her interest waning. "Is this how he looks at me?" She had experienced so many things together, shared life and death together, yet he still guessed at her in such a manner. Perhaps, she really did have that moment of loss, but she did not forget her identity, did not forget her principles of being a person.

Anger surged in her heart, and she coldly said: "He has misjudged me, Wen Yi!"

Due to her shock and anger, she did not pay attention to the great name that he had mentioned to his original body. She closed her eyes and said, "All of you can leave. I'll calm down for a bit." In the end, it was because of the grudge between his and Song Yunqian, there was no need to vent his anger on other people. Furthermore, Zhuge Ming had saved her life this time, even if he was not grateful, he should not have said anything bad to him.

Zhuge Ming's brows moved, he looked straight at her, and seeing her shut his eyes, his face became sullen and angry, but he did not say anything more, gently got up and led the maid out.

Song Yunqian was in his study, holding a painting scroll in his hands. In the vast prairie, cattle and sheep could be seen amidst the wind. How had she suddenly become so narrow-minded and petty when she had told him with a bright smile that he was going to chase a teenager on the prairie, with such an unbridled attitude, with such an open heart? He even did such a stupid thing.

He could not forget that when Yang Luofan sent someone to the clinic to inform him that he and Zhuge Ming had rushed back and saw that there was a pool of blood under her bed, she was silently lying on the bed. It was as if she was dead. That sort of unforgettable fear, when he recalled it now, caused his heart to beat faster and his palms to sweat profusely.

Zhuge Ming said that it was fortunate that she knew how to bind the top of his wound, otherwise his blood would have already been drained dry.

He used his Qi to protect her heart veins, and she was saved. However, he was so disappointed with her that he couldn't say anything, and he didn't even want to see her. Even the people from Zhi Yi Lu had all entered the secret room.

Zhuge Ming came to the study room and slowly put away the painting. Due to overdrawing his internal energy, his face was also a little pale.

He raised his head, looked at Zhuge Ming, and asked: "Is she dead?"

Zhuge Ming shook his head, "Why do you have to say such vicious words? You obviously have feelings for her. "

"Maybe, but not anymore." Song Yunqian said quietly, his eyes filled with deep disappointment and anger.

Zhuge Ming sighed, "Her condition has stabilized now, but he knows that the people in her room have been beaten into the dark room, and they're vomiting blood. If you do not want her to die, then release them. Because, she really isn't Yang Luoyi. "

Song Yunqian was startled, his eyes locking onto him tightly as he asked hoarsely: "What do you mean?"

Zhuge Ming told him what Wen Yi had said wrongly just now, and said again, "When a person is alarmed and angry, they would make such a mistake. She is really called Wen Yi."

"Wen Yi, she really is a plague!" Song Yunqian sighed.

She felt a little sad in his heart, because returning the soul to her corpse must have meant that this sovereign was dead, which meant that she was not Yang Luoyi. Yang Luoyi must have definitely died, so why would she die? How could she die? Of course, this sadness was due to his guilt towards marquis and his wife. She did not have much sympathy for Yang Luoyi herself, as he had firmly believed that Yang Luoyi was the one who harmed Ke Er.

"What should we do now? What is her background? " Zhuge Ming was troubled.

Song Yunqian suddenly remembered a ghost story that she told him in the cave. She said that the female protagonist was Wen Yi, and maybe this story was her real experience. Zhuge Ming felt his hair stand on end, "Then, do you mean that Wen Yi is her? The mortuary that she spoke of, there doesn't seem to be one in any of the medical institutions in our country. If someone dies, of course they would bring them home or put them in a memorial hall. "Besides, other than the Shangguan Family's doctor, Ling Chen, there is usually no such large clinic. There are women who are doctors, but the Guan Family's doctor, Ling Chen, does not have them."

"You mean she's not a native?" Song Yunqian's eyes instantly became vigilant.

Zhuge Ming slowly said: "I'm afraid that the enemy nation used an evil technique to kill the wangfei and then used a technique to transfer a soul over to us. The goal is to get close to the core of our country's affairs. However, that doesn't make sense either. If he were to really do so, why would he use a woman? Wouldn't it be more effective for him to murder an important member of the imperial court? "

After Zhuge Ming heard his analysis, his expression also became serious. After thinking about it carefully, he continued, "If she really did have such an identity, how could she have injured herself and gotten pampered? There is a contradiction in this. She should be committed to establishing a good relationship with the people in the palace. "

Song Yunqian thought that was also true, but because of this speculation, the dislike towards Wen Yi in the bottom of her heart decreased, and she became more cautious.

After thinking about it, he still decided to let Xiao Ju and the others go, and let them return to serve Wen Yi.

Wen Yi didn't know that Song Yunqian and Zhuge Ming were speculating this towards her. Seeing Xiao Ju and the others come back, he was happy, and all his grudges from before were forgotten. But seeing that mama's face was covered with wounds, at such an age, it was really pitiful. Thus, she could not help but feel somewhat angry.

When the mama saw Wen Yi being injured so heavily, she started to feel extremely uncomfortable. She waited for Wen Yi to drink the medicine properly and started to mutter to herself. Wen Yi knew that the mama was being long-winded, but he also knew that she was doing this out of good intentions.

In the evening, people really did come to the palace. It was not the palace maid that came, but rather the Empress Dowager and the Imperial Concubine Rong.

When Wen Yi saw that the Empress looked like her mother, her eyes filled with tears. All the pain and grievances she had suffered previously all seemed to have been relieved, as she sobbed, "childrens pays respects to Queen Mother, Imperial Concubine Rong pays respects to Empress!"

The empress looked at her and sighed. "The imperial physician said you'd cut yourself. Child, why are you so stupid?"

Wen Yi was so wronged that she couldn't say a word. Tears streamed down her face, and the pain in her legs combined with the discomfort, made her want to cry out loud. She tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart that was about to collapse, but she couldn't hold back her tears as she quietly listened to the friendly criticism from the empress and Imperial Concubine Rong.

The empress took her hand and said, "Child, I think you have become more sensible recently. Why are you suddenly acting like this again? Hurry up and get up. I'll only be happy when I see you giggling everyday. "

"Naturally." The empress touched her forehead and said with a frown, "It's still warm. Why is it useless to drink the medicine?" If you don't get up in three days, I'll kill them. "

Wen Yi had pleaded for mercy on behalf of the Imperial Physician Shangguan, the Queen knew that she was a kindhearted person, so she said this deliberately, hoping that she would not resist the treatment and recover soon. Otherwise, if she suffered from too many injuries, no matter how much of an emperor's doctors there were, they would not be able to save her.

Indeed, when Wen Yi heard it, she hurriedly said, "Queen Mother, don't punish them. They have already done their best, so childrens will definitely recover soon."

The Imperial Concubine Rong said worriedly: "I dare not inform Esteemed Empress Dowager about this matter, but when your royal father heard it, he felt that you were too insensible. If not for Empress Dowager's advice, I'm afraid you would have been punished."

"That's right, your parents are still hiding it from you. Your parents have always pampered you. If they knew that you were like this, I'm afraid your father would have a relapse. At that time, it would truly be difficult to return the hatred." The Queen sighed.

Speaking of which, Wen Yi had never seen Yang Luoyi's parents before. She did not return to her parents' home, and neither did they come to visit. She heard the empress say that her father was sick, but she didn't know what kind of illness it was. She pretended to be worried as she said, "I haven't been home for a long time. When I'm better, I'll need to go back and see them."

When the Empress heard Wen Yi's words, her brows immediately relaxed, and she said, "It's good enough that you know how to think this way. You really don't have to take that matter to heart. Luo Fan is determined to marry Qian'er, and Qian'er is also interested in Luo Fan. The back of your father's hand is covered in meat, it's hard to make a decision! "

Listening to the empress's words, Wen Yi could roughly guess that Yang Luofan wanted to marry Song Yunqian that day.

The Queen exhorted a few more things before finally returning to the palace with Imperial Concubine Rong.

The Queen left, the Prince Zhenguo couple arrived as well. The King's Consort held onto Wen Yi's hand and said, "This matter, I just can't believe it. I keep having the feeling that you aren't that kind of person, is there another reason?"

Wen Yi's heart was moved, she did not think that the person who would understand her the best was actually the Princess Zhenyuan. However, in front of the Prince Zhenyuan, she did not want to explain much. She could only slightly nod her head: "Thank you for trusting me!"

"If there's anything, don't take it to heart. Tell me. Even if I may not be able to help you, at least pour out the information, your heart will still feel better."

"I'm fine, really, very good!" His originally calm heart was stirred up by Prince Zhenyuan's personal words, and his expression darkened.

Prince Zhenyuan is a staunch man and wouldn't comfort others, but he resolutely said at this moment: "If you suffer any grievances, feel free to speak with this duke. Even if this duke is going to risk my life, she will seek justice for you."

After Wen Yi heard this, she was moved speechless.

Sometimes, a man's comfort can't be as intimate as a woman's, but it can warm a person's heart.