But Wen Yimo raised the thing in his hand and said coldly: "Don't you just want to hand this thing over to him? I won't hand it over to him for you."
Yan Ling's eyes flashed, her lips pursed tightly, and then she closed her eyes.
She really wanted to teach Wen Yujian this thing, but he was so ruthless. She just wanted to lie down and let him take a look at her, but it was just her extravagant wish.
"Yan Ling, don't you just want to give him what you worked so hard to get? Just hold on and you will be able to do it." Su Dai was also trying to persuade her. If Yan Ling loses her will to live, then Yan Ling will
It's definitely hopeless.
Yan Ling's eyelashes fluttered, but she was still awake. Then, she nodded gently.
Late at night, Prince Chun's Mansion.
Su Dai was applying medicine to Yan Ling, and it turned out that in addition to her abdomen, Yan Ling had many wounds on her body.
The doctor had already prescribed the medicine, and Yan Ling's life was temporarily saved, which made Su Dai temporarily relieved.
But why did Yan Ling not even risk her own life but steal that thing? Su Dai sighed, not knowing what the deal was between Yan Ling and Wen Yujian.
"Yimo, what is it that Yanling gave you?" Su Dai turned around and glanced at Wen Yimo.
Wen Yimo was holding the edict in his hand. He didn't speak. He opened it, took a look at it, and then closed it. There was no emotion in his eyes.
He looked indifferently, as if it was just a worthless thing, and said: "It's just a memorial, it belongs to my fourth brother."
Su Dai frowned. If this was the case, then she couldn't understand.
Yan Ling had already passed out, and even her breathing seemed to be vague. She bandaged Yan Ling and tucked her quilt back. Her clothes were almost covered, but there was no sign of Wen Yimo in the room.
.
Wen Yimo was in the study, putting the edict in a secret compartment, and said quietly: "If my fourth brother sees it, I'm afraid he will hate me."
So this edict should be hidden here like this.
but……
He closed his eyes, still feeling a little unwilling.
A few days later, Wen Yujian also came to visit, bringing his newly married princess Bai Yuqi with him.
Bai Yuqi is petite and well-groomed. It is hard for Su Dai to imagine that this is the eldest lady of Liewu Villa. I heard that Liewu Villa's sword skills are first-class, but Bai Yuqi's hands are very small, and she doesn't know if she can hold it.
a knife.
Afterwards, Wen Yujian and Wen Yimo walked into the study.
"Brother Wang, did you take Yan Ling away?" Wen Yujian asked straight to the point.
The day after his wedding, he went to look for Yan Ling, but he only found a large pool of blood in the backyard. It seemed to be Yan Ling's blood. Since Yan Ling was injured, naturally she couldn't walk far. But after searching the whole
Yan Ling was not found in the mansion, so Wen Yujian also guessed that Su Dai and Wen Yimo took away Yan Ling.
"Yes." Wen Yimo didn't hide it, and he didn't intend to hide it from Wen Yujian.
"Then she...is she okay?" Wen Yujian hesitated for a while before asking.
"I can't die." Wen Yimo replied quietly, "I know your difficulties. It's your wedding day, so you naturally have to take Bai Yuqi's feelings into consideration."
Wen Yujian smiled bitterly. He also wanted to leave that night, but he could not offend Liewu Villa, otherwise he would not be able to carry out his plan.
"Is there anything else on Yan Ling's body? For example...a memorial or something like that." This is the real purpose of Wen Yujian, otherwise Wen Yimo would not come to visit.
Wen Yimo's expression was always calm, and he shook his head: "Su Dai was also seriously injured when she found her, and nothing was found. Do you want to go see her?"
Wen Yujian's face turned ugly, but he soon recovered. He still had a glimmer of hope, but when he heard Wen Yimo say this, there was nothing he could do about it. He had to find another chance.
"No need, let her have a good rest here." Wen Yujian shook his head gently.
Wen Yimo remained calm and just replied: "Okay."
After Wen Yujian left, Wen Yimo sat on the Taishi chair and looked at the white rice paper on the table.
"Sometimes people are too ruthless, and they will cut off their own escape route." Wen Yimo felt deeply, "But even if you get a memorial, it will be of no use to you, and it will harm me."
He sighed, wondering why things had developed to this point.
When he wanted to quit, but he was given this edict, how to make him stop, how to make him give up? For a long time, he could not convince himself.
But even if he had this edict, he could not bring down Wen Junchi. Wen Junchi quickly established his power in the court. If he wanted to bring down Wen Junchi, he could only rely on the power of martial arts.
Thinking of this, Wen Yimo became more cheerful.
In this case, why don't you watch how Wen Yujian leads this good show!
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Wen Yimo frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Your Majesty! The Princess is dying! Your Majesty, please go and see the Princess!" Aunt Huang outside the door could no longer bear her temper and rushed in and knelt on the ground.
When Wen Yimo heard this, he immediately stood up and asked sharply: "What's going on? I was fine a few days ago."
"I don't know, I don't know. The princess saw the doctor, and the doctor just said that the princess just felt depressed and that she would be fine after taking a few medicines. But when the princess took the medicine just now... she vomited... a mouthful of black blood." Huang Huang
Grandma finally finished speaking intermittently, and it was obvious that Grandma Huang was very panicked.
"Black blood?" Wen Yimo frowned slightly and left the study.
In this case, I'm afraid Yun Biqing was poisoned.
So who was so bold as to poison his palace? He hadn't seen Yun Biqing recently and didn't pay much attention to it. He didn't expect that such a thing would happen.
At this time, Yun Biqing was lying on the bed. The doctor hadn't come yet. Her face was in pain, she had lost her former grace, and her eyes were a little sunken, like a ghost.
There was still blood on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were staring straight at the door, as if waiting for someone to appear.
Until finally, that touch of white clothes appeared.
"Your Highness..." Yun Biqing murmured, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, her smile was as bright as a flower, but she had a strange feeling.
He still likes to wear white clothes. The white robe makes him look very good, and his hair is combed meticulously. She still remembers that she tied up Wen Yimo's hair once, and Wen Yimo said something that made her happy for a long time.