Chapter 143 The person she likes
Wen Wan always felt that Shen Yu and Wen En were hiding something from her, but since they had made up their minds not to tell it, there was nothing she could do.
But no matter what, she will figure it out one day.
For several days in a row, the palace doctors rushed to Wen En's courtyard. One day, the situation was so great that the high priest personally led a group of palace doctors to diagnose and treat the little prince.
People in the palace were spreading rumors that the little prince was seriously injured and it was hard to say whether he would survive.
It was only twenty lashes, but it actually brought the little prince to the verge of death. Whether there were other conspiracy theories involved has become a hotly debated topic.
More people tended to think that someone would take the opportunity to attack the young prince, while a small number of people said that King Mobei was too cruel and could be cruel to his own son.
How exactly it happened, Wen Wan didn’t know.
She could only worry in the house.
Shen Yu actually found out about Mrs. Zhou in the past few days, saying that she had appeared in Wangting Water Prison.
Water prison?
At that time, Wen Wan was really shocked when she heard him talk about the news.
No matter what, Mrs. Zhou is the nominal biological mother of the young prince, so why is she imprisoned in the water prison again?
One mystery after another came one after another. Wen Wan was exhausted mentally and physically, thinking that if she stayed in this royal court any longer, she would die without even knowing.
She was especially worried about Wen En, and would go to the door of his yard every day to inquire about the situation.
Finally, that night, Yu Qiting's personal bodyguard knocked on Wen Wan's house with a lantern.
"Your Highness is awake. Your Highness wants to see the girl."
The meaning revealed by the guard's two simple words made Wen Wan's heart soften.
After being confused for so many days, the first person Wen En wanted to see when he woke up was her, which was not in vain for her concern for him.
Deeper and deeper, the air is filled with cold water vapor.
Wen Wan hurriedly followed the guard into the inner room.
The guard stopped at the door and closed the door carefully before leaving.
Wen En was half leaning on the head of the bed. After hearing the sound of the door closing, he turned his head. When he saw Wen Wan, his eyes were filled with light.
"Sister."
He called softly, softly but full of joy.
Wen Wan quickly walked to the bed, sat down on the edge, and raised her hand to touch his forehead.
"The fever has finally subsided. Have you been seen by the palace doctor? What's your situation now?"
Wen En raised his hand and held her wrist. Wen Wan hesitated but did not break away.
"Sister, I'm fine, I just escaped death." Wen En raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I thought I would never see my sister again, but I didn't expect that God would take pity on me again and give me a chance to survive."< br>
He said it so pitifully that Wen Wan couldn't help but feel a sore nose after listening to it.
"It's just an injury. It's not like I haven't experienced it before. Don't take this opportunity to make a fool of yourself. Tell you, I won't do this. You should be good in the future and don't get hurt stupidly again. I won't feel sorry for you. ”
After all, I just don't want him to get hurt again.
Winn responded in a low voice and agreed obediently, "Okay."
He was still very weak, but he held Wen Wan's wrist and did not let go, "Sister, I haven't listened to a story for many days."
"I'll tell you." She had no choice but to pamper such a well-behaved, pitiful brother. Wen Wan asked: "What kind of story do you want to hear?"
Winn thought for a while and said, "Sister, is there a hero you particularly admire? Can you tell me a story about a hero?"
"A great hero?" Wen Wan thought for a moment and smiled.
"Of course. Then let me tell you a story about how the wolf was granted the title of Xu. Once upon a time, there was a young general named Huo Qubing. He was granted the title of Marquis at the age of seventeen and became the commander at the age of nineteen. At the age of twenty-one, he was granted the title of the wolf. Although his life was short, he created achievements that no one in later generations can surpass..."
There is no history student who does not feel sorry for Huo Qubing.
At a young age, he was dressed in bright clothes and angry with horses. He doubled the country's territory in a few years. It is no exaggeration to say that if he had lived a few more years, everyone in Europe would now speak Chinese.
When Wen Wan first learned about this period of history, she felt sorry for this young general in her dreams.
At the end of a story, Wen Wan is still inevitably emotional.
Seeing her like this, Wen En marveled, "It seems that my sister really likes him..."
There was a sour taste in his tone.
Upon hearing this, Wen Wan raised her hand and rubbed his head, "My love for him is worship. Why are you jealous? No matter how much I like him, he can't become my brother."
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"Yeah." Winn smiled and said nothing. When he lowered his head, his eyes flashed with light.
Young general, it turns out she likes this.
At that time, Wen Wan didn't know that a story she just casually told would become the goal for others to lead their lives.
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The high priest of the royal court personally took care of the little prince's health, and the little prince was indeed getting better day by day.
After this experience, King Mobei became more and more interested in the little prince. He kept sending gold and silver treasures to his yard, and also gave him a group of his trusted guards.
There was no way, King Mobei only had two sons, one son was now useless, leaving Yu Qiting, the only one who could inherit the throne, and he was almost beaten to death by his own hands. It was understandable that he was very frightened.
Even with the gentle presence, King Mobei's attitude gradually became tolerable.
He is just a slave. In his opinion, as long as his son is happy, it is not unacceptable to stay with him as an object that can be played with.
Half a month later, Wen En's injury was almost healed, so he started planning to go to the Demonic Fall Tree to pray.
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard sprouted new buds. Wen En took Wen Wan to the yard early in the morning to see what was new.
Shen Yu, a gardener in disguise, was watering the sweet-scented osmanthus tree with chicken blood. When he got closer, he could smell the strong smell of blood.
When the surrounding palace people saw Wen En, they all saluted and greeted him.
Wen En waved his hand and asked the palace people around him to step back, and then said to Wen Wan: "Sister, look, this osmanthus tree is really alive."
Wen Wan was also surprised, looking at Shen Yu with a hint of inquiry.
I didn’t expect that he could actually plant trees?
She rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Well, this gardener is very good. He actually managed to plant trees that others could not plant. How about giving him some rewards."
See, she is so pragmatic.
Even in the royal court, he would not forget to get some benefits for him if he had the opportunity.
Of course, if he really got gold and silver, it would be natural for her to shamelessly ask him for some benefits later. It was mutually beneficial. When she returned to Duan Dynasty, there would be many ways to use money.
She had no idea that whenever she was thinking about money, it was difficult to hide the philistine light in her eyes.
As a result, both Shen Yu and Wen En saw her little thoughts.
The two men sighed in their hearts at the same time. Only this woman, heartless and heartless, could still think about making money easily in a foreign and dangerous place.
(End of chapter)