mtl008 Chapter 135 The concubine who died young in the novel "The Emperor Takes His Minister's Wi
Chapter 135 The concubine who died young in the novel "The Emperor Takes His Minister's Wi
As strangers who knew each other well, this couple, who were not on good terms and were estranged, stood one outside the door and the other inside, their eyes revealing different emotions.
Liu Chutang carried a lantern, her peach blossom eyes brimming with affection in the dim light. "My lord, the moonlight is beautiful tonight. I can't sleep, so I thought I'd sit alone and admire the moon. Where are you, my lord?"
Sitting alone, admiring the moon?
Wen Yingchen lowered his brows slightly and said in a low voice, "I just saw a furtive figure enter your courtyard. I was afraid of disturbing you, so I came to investigate."
As he spoke, he glanced around the room and asked, "Did you see anyone suspicious?"
"Or perhaps, did you hear some strange noises?"
Liu Chutang blinked in surprise, her grip on the lantern tightening, her face filled with panic. "My lord, what kind of ghostly figure is this? Is it an assassin or a villain?"
She carefully reached out with her slender hands, and when she was afraid and at a loss, she wanted to grab the person who could give her the most sense of security.
Unexpectedly, Wen Yingchen subconsciously took a step back, avoiding her hand.
Upon hearing this, Liu Chutang froze on the spot, biting her lip in embarrassment before managing a forced smile. "I apologize for my rudeness."
Wen Yingchen's probing gaze swept over Liu Chutang, then quickly withdrew. He saw her hands twisting and turning as she clutched the hem of her dress, looking utterly helpless and distressed.
He took a step back and said gently, "It's nothing. You should go back and rest. I will handle the matter with the wicked."
Looking at his nominal wife, Wen Yingchen avoided her hopeful gaze, nodded politely, and turned to leave.
Since it's a collaboration, we shouldn't give her any illusions.
Little did he know that after he turned around, Liu Chutang's sorrowful expression instantly changed, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a hint of smugness flickered in her eyes.
Men always lose because they assume all women love them.
Liu Chutang slammed the door shut with a sharp "snap," causing Wen Yingchen, who had already reached the courtyard gate, to pause slightly.
Are you angry?
Shaking his head helplessly, Wen Yingchen left the backyard.
Inside the house, Liu Chutang looked at Nan Yi, who was holding Le Yan tightly, her eyes narrowed slightly. She glanced at Nan Yi and reached out to him, "Give her to me."
Nan Yi was somewhat reluctant, but she still handed the sleeping Le Yan over to Liu Chutang, and then continued her night watch with slow, deliberate steps.
Liu Chutang carried Le Yan back to the bed, touched her cheek with a somewhat inscrutable expression, pinched it lightly, and said rather angrily, "Why are so many people thinking about you?"
Even Nan Yi is one of them.
She has quite a few rivals in love.
With a sigh, Liu Chutang hugged Leyan tightly and drifted off to sleep.
That night, some people slept well, some couldn't sleep, and some had trouble sleeping.
Wen Yingchen had no idea what he had missed.
Xiao Lanyi was trying to rummage through the secret passages again to see which ones hadn't been discovered, and then pull Wen Yingchen through one of the passages to enter the palace.
Meanwhile, in the palace, Emperor Kangning and Song Xue'an, cousins, were discussing something.
"Who do you think that so-called friend Wen Yingchen brought home is?"
Emperor Kangning stroked the jade pendant at his waist, his expression somber that it was impossible to discern his emotions.
Song Xue'an seemed to be deep in thought. "I don't know, and I don't want to know. I just want to know what kind of person Wen Yingchen's wife is."
For some reason, her intuition told her that Wen Yingchen's wife was strange.
It makes sense. Just because she saved Old Madam Wen, she was able to successfully marry Wen Yingchen and become the wife of the Grand Secretary.
It's not that she looks down on an orphan girl, but that's Wen Yingchen. Back when the late emperor was still alive, Wen Yingchen achieved the highest rank in the imperial examinations, and the late emperor wanted to marry the princess to him. However, he refused the marriage in public, saying that he didn't even want the princess and wanted to marry someone who loved him in return.
For this, Wen Yingchen was even suppressed by the late emperor. The top scholar who achieved the highest rank in the imperial examinations was not as high as the first-ranked scholar in the second class.
Would someone who dared to directly refuse a marriage bestowed by the emperor really marry an orphan girl so casually?
"Your Majesty, don't you find this strange?"
Song Xue'an tried to gain Emperor Kangning's approval, but he said indifferently, "What's so strange? Couldn't it be that Wen Ziyun and his wife are in love?"
Since Wen Ziyun said he wanted to marry someone he loved in return, why couldn't it be that he and his wife, Liu, loved each other in return?
Emperor Kangning felt that Song Xue'an was overthinking things.
Song Xue'an's smile froze after being refuted, and she couldn't help but purse her lips. She wanted to say that the emperor was thinking too simply.
If Wen Yingchen truly loved his wife, they had been married for almost half a year, yet there was still no news of a harmonious relationship between the Grand Secretary and his wife.
Song Xue'an muttered to herself, ultimately unable to let go of this feeling. Regardless of Emperor Kangning's wishes, she felt that she had to send someone to investigate.
Emperor Kangning ignored her; he was now only thinking about the friend Wen Yingchen had brought back, whom he felt was an old acquaintance.
Who knows, they might be survivors from the Ming Dynasty's lineage who slipped through the net back then.
It was also the thug who stole his good boy!
Thinking of this, Emperor Kangning narrowed his eyes dangerously, glanced at Song Xue'an, and then left Changhua Palace.
Once his secret guards have ascertained the truth, he should go and pay a visit to the Wen residence.
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In the early morning, a gentle breeze blows and sunlight shines down.
After a night's rest, Leyan finally regained some energy.
Although I still feel quite uncomfortable, it's much better than yesterday.
She carefully moved out of Liu Chutang's arms, glanced down at Liu Chutang who had some dark circles under her eyes, and cautiously raised her hand to touch her face, feeling a little embarrassed.
Le Yan knew that Liu Chutang had taken care of her all night.
She was quite restless at night, and it was fortunate that Liu Chutang was so patient, always getting up repeatedly to take care of her.
After reading it aloud, Le Yan quietly got out of bed, tucked the quilt into Liu Chutang's bed, and then left the inner room.
"Nanyi?"
"Nanyi, are you there?"
She called softly, and Nan Yi immediately appeared beside her.
"What's wrong with the girl?"
"Yes, let's go outside and talk, so as not to disturb Tangtang."
Le Yan grabbed Nan Yi's hand without noticing that he was already stiff, his eyes were darting around, and his ears were red.