Sima Shao raised his arm and found that his strength seemed to be slowly returning.
Feeling the faint stinging pain coming from his arm, he hurriedly opened his sleeves again. When he saw it, two needle holes came into view.
"This is……"
"This is the trace left by my detoxification for His Highness the Crown Prince." He Mucheng responded truthfully, with a well-behaved look on his face.
Sima Shao slowly cleared his thoughts.
After a long while, he asked in a low voice, "Do you know medical skills?"
He Mucheng shook his head, "I don't really understand, but I happened to have seen the poison that His Highness was poisoned by. Maybe this is fate."
Sima Shao closed his eyes and felt that all the previous pain had disappeared. He asked curiously, "The doctor can protect me for three years. How many years can Ayan protect me?"
He Mucheng shrugged, "Ayan doesn't know."
"I don't know?" Sima Shao became interested, "Don't you claim to be proficient in divination? How come you can't even calculate my fate?"
He Mucheng sighed softly, "To be honest, when A Yan was crossing south, he calculated the fate of His Highness the Crown Prince, and it coincided with the time mentioned by the doctor. At first, I was very confused. His Highness the Crown Prince was obviously high-spirited, but it didn't look like it at all. People who will die young, until today..."
She paused and saw Sima Shaozheng looking at her for a moment, and smiled with relief, "Your Highness, please remember that I once said that fate is fluid, and divination can reveal big things through small things. If you use it properly, It can avoid misfortune and remedy shortcomings. You didn't think much of it at the time, but now do you believe it?"
Sima Shao seemed to be moved, and he asked cryptically, "Has my bad luck been cured?"
He Mucheng looked at him for a moment, then bowed his hands and said, "Go back to your highness, Ayan doesn't know."
Of course I don’t know. She has already said that fate is fluid. Although the immediate crisis has been resolved, who knows if Wang Dun will have any backup plans?
Furthermore, if she firmly admitted at this time that Sima Shao's fate was changed by her, there is no guarantee that Sima Shao would not suspect that this situation was premeditated.
She would not do such a stupid thing as putting the suspicion of poisoning on herself.
Sure enough, after hearing her response, Sima Shao smiled and said, "A Yan asked General Ji to take Thirteenth Lang away, and then sent Yun Zhi away, leaving him alone here. Tell me what you want."
He Mucheng got to the point and finally tried, "Ayan has a sister who shares weal and woe, her name is Beizhi. She is the legitimate daughter of the Wen family. Now she is implicated by Mr. Wen and is ostracized. Not only is she related to Thirteenth Lang, The marriage may have to be abandoned. My sister is very obsessed with Thirteenth Lang. If this continues, I'm afraid she won't be able to withstand the blow."
"Do you want me to marry her to Thirteenth Lang?" Sima Shao raised his eyebrows, crossed his legs, and leaned against the bed wantonly, "I'm afraid this is inappropriate. At the moment, I am just the prince, and my father is lingering on the sickbed. I can't go out of my way to bother you about trivial matters."
"That's not what Ayan meant," He Mucheng explained. "The Crown Princess has a kind and kind temperament and is a model for women in the world. If she protects her, Ayan would be very grateful."
Sima Shao nodded and responded seemingly casually, "It's not difficult. It's just that the Thirteenth Prince is about to have the crown ceremony, and his marriage cannot be postponed. In addition, the Crown Princess must fulfill her filial piety by her father's side. If things go on like this, it is inevitable that There was negligence. In Ayan's opinion, how long will the Crown Princess need to protect your sisters?"
As soon as these words came out, He Mucheng immediately sounded the alarm!
Sima Shao's last question was undoubtedly a test.
Since Wen Qiao pretended to seek refuge with Wang Dun, she would be exposed one day. If she was really good at divination as she said, how could she not count this out?
He was killing two birds with one stone! On the one hand, he could test He Musheng's true abilities, and on the other hand, he was also asking whether she had expected this fake rebellion.
He Mucheng weighed the stakes. She couldn't be too showy, but she couldn't pretend she didn't know anything. After thinking about it, she had to pretend to sigh and not respond.
"Why is Ayan sighing?" Sima Shao was unyielding.
He Musheng raised his head, looked at his boss Ma Shao's inquiring gaze, and said in a pretense of doubt, "I don't know how long it will take. Maybe it was A Yan's intervention that messed up the situation in the world. I also expected that Master Wen would take up the post of Zuo Sima.
How can people's hearts be so fickle? Ayan doesn't understand..."
Her implication could not be more obvious: I thought Wen Qiao was a loyal minister, but he actually defected to Wang Dun, which was contrary to my expectations. I don't know where I went wrong.
Who dares to fathom the heart of an emperor? He Mucheng understood that Sima Shao did not want his plan to be seen through, and while protecting his ability, he also succeeded in killing himself.
Sima Shao naturally knew that Wen Qiao was pretending to be a traitor, and He Musheng's words finally convinced him that the sister-in-law in front of him really had two skills.
He straightened his back, leaned forward, and asked tentatively, "Nan's Ayan, how long have you been Ji Yunyuan's guest?"
Huh? Are you trying to poach someone?
He Mucheng responded truthfully, "It has been almost a year since Ayan arrived in Lucheng and was spotted by General Ji."
"Why did you choose General Ji?" There was no ripple in his voice, and he seemed to be talking to her about ordinary things.
But He Mucheng was very alert. With his operation, his hidden clumsiness had obviously been exposed.
She paused and responded in a low voice, "General Ji, he saved Ayan's life."
"Oh? Let's talk about it." Sima Shao became interested.
He Mucheng gave Nan Zhi her to the King of Lu City, and how he committed suicide by Ji Yunyuan and was rescued by Ji Yunyuan. He was captured by Nan Zhi and taken into the Prince of Lu City's palace, and was later exchanged by Ji Yunyuan for a beautiful girl. Finally,
The rims of my eyes were filled with tears.
"A Yan is a concubine. She has been cautious since she was a child. She has never been treated like this. No matter how capable A Yan is, without the kindness of General Ji, it would be difficult for her to have the reputation she has today. General Ji, she is A Yan's boss.
"
This sentence was very touching, and the last drop of tears flowed out, which successfully made Sima Shao's face soften a lot.
"You are so fond of him, why have you been reluctant to stay with him?" Sima Shao asked the question that had been puzzling in his heart for some time.
He Mucheng wiped away the tears on his face and laughed at himself, "Your Highness the Crown Prince does not know something. Although Ayan is a concubine, her ambition has been higher than ever since she was a child. Firstly, she does not want to be a concubine, and secondly, her husband is not allowed to take concubines. If
Otherwise, Ayan would rather never marry."
Sima Shao widened his eyes in disbelief and sneered, "You sister-in-law has a big appetite. If you don't take concubines, how can you spread your business by relying only on your mistress? Your request is simply ridiculous. Let's see what Ji Yunyuan can do.
How long will I spoil you?"
He Musheng thought that these words should clear up all Sima Shao's doubts, so he returned to the topic, "Your Highness, the news of your poisoning today should have spread in Jiankang by now. If not, we will take advantage of it."
, how about seeing if we can elicit the poisoner’s next plan?”
Sima Shao narrowed his eyes, stared at the little girl kneeling in front of him, and said softly, "Ayan, your actions today are very bold, but if you think about it carefully, it is understandable. You did all this just because you missed me.
Trust Ji Yunyuan and put him in good stead, putting aside the shortcomings of jealousy, you are loyal to him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the cabinet door was pushed open. Before Wang Xuan could stop him, he saw a graceful and graceful woman running towards him.
He Mucheng hurriedly winked at Sima Shao, who immediately understood and lay down safely.
She was wearing a gorgeous, gorgeous dress that wrapped around her soft waist. Wherever she walked, the hem of her skirt stretched out to a length of three feet. The pleats of her skirt undulated as she came closer, like colorful colors pouring onto the ground. It was extremely beautiful.
He Mucheng was fascinated for a moment. Could this woman be Sima Shao's wife, the future Queen Mingmu, Yu Wenjun?
She sat gracefully on the bed, her slender jade fingers traced across Sima Shao's pale face, and tears fell from her eyes.
Sima Shao showed his face, his eyes instantly filled with tenderness, and he comforted softly, "It's okay, don't worry."
Yu Wenjun raised his hand to wipe his cheeks. Turning his head, he finally saw He Mucheng kneeling not far away.
Seeing that her eyes were slightly red and she seemed to have cried, Yu Wenjun's expression froze!
He Mucheng's heart sank. When Yu Wenjun came in just now, she and Sima Shao were the only two people in the room. Could this Yu Wenjun suspect her of ulterior motives?
