Last night, Wei Xuerong thought that her innocence could never be preserved.
However, although Xia Houfengli was in her room, he did nothing. He just sat there by himself, drinking wine with a solemn expression. In this way, he sat there until dawn.
He didn't even lift his hijab!
And Wei Xuerong, holding the phoenix crown that almost broke her neck, sat upright by the bed all night.
Wei Xuerong didn't understand why Xia Houfengli even wanted to use force on herself before worshiping, but why he ignored her after worshiping.[
While she was secretly glad that she could protect Huangfulian, she was also worried that Xia Houfeng would rise up again and take possession of her.
Just like how he used the life of the person sent by Huangfulian who broke into the palace last night to threaten her into accepting the canonization, and then used the life of that person to threaten her into submission.
Thinking of the assassin who was caught yesterday, Wei Xuerong couldn't help but feel a strong hope in his heart.
She knew that Mr. Huangfu would not just hand her over to Xia Houfengli like this, but would send someone to save her!
Therefore, she must protect Mr. Huangfu's innocence before he thinks of a way to save her!
Wei Xuerong clenched her fists, looked at the noisy ministers in the hall, then looked at the door where Xia Houfengli's figure had long disappeared, and slowly lowered his eyes.