Jiang Ru used to look down on this brother. She grew up in the palace and always thought that her biological mother was the queen of Southern Xinjiang and that she was a genuine princess of Southern Xinjiang.
Until the appearance of Wen Qiyu, the youngest first-rank minister in the court, he became a prominent figure as soon as he entered the court and won the trust of His Majesty.
And Wen Qiyu always protected her, which made her think that he had something wrong with her.
Wen Qiyu was afraid that she would think too much, so he told her the truth.
It was then that she learned about her life experience, and it turned out that she was not His Majesty's biological child.
As arrogant as she is, how could she accept the fact that she was born as a commoner, so she has never recognized this brother.
Before the disaster, she had been avoiding this brother for fear that her life experience would be exposed.
Now, she finally knows how good her brother is.
Jiang Ru felt a little guilty when she thought of this. She looked at Wen Qiyu and said, "Brother, I'm sorry. I was ignorant before. Don't be as knowledgeable as me."
Wen Qiyu smiled: "If I had the same experience as you, I would have ignored you a long time ago.
In fact, I have known about your cooperation with the Prince Regent for a long time, and I was the one who informed the third princess."
Jiang Ru's eyes widened and she looked shocked: "Did you do it?"
She always thought that the person who betrayed her was Xiao Chengyi, but she didn't expect that it would be her brother?
Wen Qiyu said: "If you are not allowed to hit the wall, how can you give up? Do you think you could really leave southern Xinjiang alive if the third princess hadn't been merciful?
I had no choice but to do this. At that time, I thought that the high priest was going to rebel, but you wanted to fight with me regardless of life or death. Who can you fight with your little ability?
I was also afraid that you would be poisoned by the high priest, so I went to the third princess and asked her to spare your life.
I sent someone to look for you afterwards, but I couldn't find you. I thought something had happened to you. Fortunately, you came back safe and sound, otherwise I would have felt guilty for the rest of my life."
When Jiang Ru heard what he said, she felt a little moved in her heart. In fact, if it hadn't been for this trip to Nanyue, she might have lost her life.
Both her brother and her third sister were trying their best to protect her life.
Jiang Ru sniffed, stretched out her arms and hugged Wen Qiyu and said, "Thank you, brother."
Wen Qiyu sighed, patted Jiang Ru's back gently and said, "I heard that you caused a lot of trouble in Nanyue?"
Jiang Ru's scalp was a little numb, and she laughed dryly: "It's all in the past."
Wen Qiyu snorted: "Thanks to the generosity of the regent, otherwise you wouldn't even know how you died."
Jiang Ru listened obediently to his scolding and admitted her mistake sincerely: "I really know I was wrong."
When Wen Qiyu saw this, he said nothing more and asked, "Do you really want to get married?"
Jiang Ru nodded: "I know my brother is doing this for my own good, but my mother has raised me for so many years, so I should give something in return. Although Nanyue is a little far away, I really like it there."
Her brother came to see her today. He heard the news and knew that she was going to marry Nanyue and get married, so he took her to go to His Majesty to plead for mercy.
Wen Qiyu sneered slightly: "You like the people there, right?"
Jiang Ru's lips trembled, looking a little shy: "Brother, please stop making fun of me."
Wen Qiyu looked at her steadily: "Do you really like that person named Ye?"
Jiang Ru was afraid that he would misunderstand and said hastily: "Brother, it has nothing to do with him that I like him. Don't make your own decisions to cause trouble for others."
Wen Qiyu snorted: "Look at your potential."
She protects her so tightly and is even afraid that he will cause trouble for her, which shows that this sister of his has completely fallen into despair.