Sima Shao saw Yu Wenjun's eyes resting on the little girl not far away, and said calmly, "Get up."
He Mucheng bowed respectfully and stood up slowly.
Her knees were a little sore from kneeling for too long. She was unstable and almost fell. Fortunately, Ji Yunyuan came in a hurry and held her up.
"Ayan, are you okay?" Ji Yunyuan asked softly.
He Mucheng nodded and raised the corners of his lips without any trace.
Ji Yunyuan immediately understood that the matter had been settled.
At this moment, there was a noise outside the door, accompanied by the woman's faint sobs.
Sima Shao frowned in displeasure, "Why is it so noisy?"
Yu Wenjun stretched out his hand to hold his big palm and said with pity, "Your Highness, rest in peace and don't pay any attention to him."
As soon as she finished speaking, the crying outside the door became louder. This voice sounded familiar.
Xie Songdang even turned around and left the cabinet. Not long after, he heard him yelling angrily, "What are you doing?"
The cabinet office was a little quiet, and everyone looked at each other. At this time, Xie Song's voice sounded again, "It's just a Buddha statue. If it breaks, it will break. Tomorrow, the husband of Japan will go to ask for a big one. Why should he be aggressive with a sister-in-law?"
"Lord Zuo Sima Wen just saw it. He just ordered that he should be punished according to the punishment. Lord Wen didn't say anything. Is it a little unreasonable for the thirteenth son to protect an unmarried girl like this?"
This voice sounded like that of an old woman who was in charge. Perhaps she was used to seeing noble families, so her tone was surprisingly calm.
Xie Song was choked by him and didn't respond for a while.
He Mucheng frowned and said to Ji Yunyuan in a low voice, "It's Beizhi. Maybe he got into trouble."
Her voice was not loud, but Sima Shao could hear her clearly. He raised the corners of his lips without leaving a trace and told Yu Wenjun, "Call them over."
"Your Highness, it's just the legitimate daughter of Mr. Wen who broke the Buddha statue that I asked for from my father. I will take care of such small matters by myself. Your Highness is seriously ill, so just rest peacefully!"
Yu Wenjun stretched out his catkins to calm Sima Shao's breath, and glanced at the talkative little girl standing beside Ji Yunyuan intentionally or unintentionally.
Doubts arose in He Mucheng's heart.
The book says that Yu Wen was kind and polite, and respected her deeply. Why was he so hostile to her?
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Sima Shao's voice became a little darker and said, "Call over here."
Yu Wenjun paused, and his bright and incomparable face dimmed as quickly as possible.
He Musheng suddenly became interested. It was just a trivial matter. Is Yu Wenjun's reaction a bit excessive?
Not long after, a group of warblers stepped into the cabinet office.
Bei Zhi's eyes were red and swollen, and she was kneeling not far from the bed, while Nan Yu on the other side was hiding among the noble ladies, with a look of gloating on her face.
"Are you the daughter of the Wen family?" Sima Shao was helped up by Yu Wenjun and sat on the bedside. Although his face was still pale at this moment, his aura as a superior had not diminished at all.
However, just when his tired eyes captured the frail Bei Zhi not far away, a dazed look slowly enveloped him. At that moment, He Mucheng was afraid that he would forget to cover up and let the people around him see the clues!
Bei Zhi kowtowed, "Yes."
Sima Shao came back to his senses, coughed slightly, nodded slightly and said, "Let's follow the Crown Princess to copy Buddhist scriptures during this period."
Is this... punishment?
Everyone was stunned, even Xie Song couldn't believe it, and seemed to not understand what the meaning of such a prince who was involved in state affairs was.
Only Yu Wenjun's five fingers in his wide sleeves were tightly clenched, and his picturesque eyebrows were already filled with gloom.
Seeing her silence, Sima Shao turned to look at her and raised his eyebrows, as if to remind her to respond.
Yu Wenjun suddenly understood and hurriedly agreed, "Yes."
Sima Shao took a deep look at Bei Zhi who was lying on the ground, then turned to He Mucheng and said, "Nan's Ayan, if you have time, go to the Crown Prince's Mansion to help the Crown Princess."
He Mucheng felt blessed and said, "Yes."
When everyone was astonished, Xie Cai, the Minister of Civil Affairs, carried him inside.
He bowed to Sima Shao, "Weichen has just investigated the matter of the prince's poisoning, but the person who just handled it committed suicide by jumping into a well. The clues have been temporarily interrupted. But please rest assured, prince, Weichen will continue to investigate and will definitely get to the bottom of this matter!"
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After everyone exchanged a few words, the sky darkened and the banquet dispersed.
When He Mucheng followed Ji Yunyuan out of the palace, he heard Xie Pe not far away scolding Xie Song coldly, "That is the woman that the prince is interested in. The Wen family is now on the cusp of the storm. You'd better get rid of it."
Please don’t make me, Mr. Xie, embarrassed!"
Hmm? The woman the prince likes?
He Mucheng's heart sank. She wanted Sima Shao to protect Bei Zhi and prevent her from being plotted because of someone's anger, but she didn't let him take Bei Zhi into her harem?
What on earth is this Sima Shao doing?
No, she had to find a way to go to the Prince's Mansion to see what kind of medicine the future emperor was selling in the gourd...
He Mucheng gritted his teeth and was immersed in his thoughts for a long time, walking forward on his own. After a while, the sky turned completely dark.
She looked around and found silence all around.
The autumn colors were getting darker, and few people were going out to play. A faint silvery moonlight shone on the lake not far away. She turned around in a hurry and saw Ji Yunyuan looking at her with interest, with a smile on his lips.
"Where is this?" He Mucheng asked anxiously.
"You ask me?" Ji Yunyuan chuckled, "Didn't you lead the way? I thought Ayan wanted to have a tryst with me..."
He Musheng ignored his joke and tilted his head to look behind Ji Yunyuan. He saw Ji Jiajun following not far away, her maid Ah Ying and Wei Che's old man following closely behind, so he immediately felt more at ease.
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"What did you say to the prince today?" Ji Yunyuan asked curiously.
He Mucheng told Ji Yunyuan the details, and by the way also revealed the doubt that he had been unable to figure out just now, "The prince knows that Thirteenth Lang is engaged to Bei Zhi, so is it not like his style to snatch the wife of an official like this?"
Ji Yunyuan shrugged, "The prince was poisoned. On this supposed to be a solemn occasion, some women quarreled over it. Has Ayan ever thought about who gave the perpetrator the confidence?"
As soon as these words came out, they immediately awakened the knot that had been plaguing He Musheng!
"What do you have in mind?" She stood up on tiptoes and reached out to pull the sleeves of the person in front of her.
Ji Yunyuan's originally frowning eyebrows were instantly opened by this vague touch.
He smiled, and He Mucheng found that the iron-blooded general in front of him actually had a bit of brightness.
Their eyes met, and He Mucheng instinctively wanted to step back, but the clear eyes of the person in front of him suddenly became sharp, piercing her eyes like a hawk.
Before she could react, Ji Yunyuan wrapped his arms around her and buried her cheek into his chest.
Then, his hoarse voice dropped, "Don't move, someone is ambush nearby."
After a while, the footsteps retreated, but Ji Yunyuan still refused to let go.
"Are you leaving?" He Mucheng whispered, the tip of his nose pressed against the hem of his clothes, and a familiar cold breath lingered on his breath. He Mucheng felt that his legs no longer obeyed his control.
"Well, let's go." Ji Yunyuan chuckled.
"Then why don't you let go?" He Mucheng's voice was filled with scolding for no reason.
"You didn't want me to let go, did you?"
Rou Yi supported his shoulders, and the little girl used the strength to stand up straight. She didn't want to argue with him, but just returned to the topic in a hurry, "Tell me about your findings."
