The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 360
Wanyu raised her eyes to look at him, crying even louder: "People are gone, why should I cherish this body?"

She flapped her hands frantically on the puddles on the ground. Shen Ye just watched from the sidelines. He didn't know how long she had been making noise. Seeing that she had no intention of stopping at all, he sneered and said, "How old is Concubine Wan? But You have been blessed by the empress for a long time, and you have forgotten your identity?"

"How about this palace, it's not your turn to talk about it!" Wanyu stood up abruptly, and slapped Shen Ye's chest vigorously.

She was trying to vent, but she didn't use any force, but Shen Ye suffered a sudden pain, and the oil-paper umbrella in her hand fell to the ground, her face turned pale and her brows were furrowed.

Wanyu only felt a burst of warmth on her palm, but when she looked down, it was actually bright red blood.

Blood?

"Are you injured?" Wanyu settled her mind and hurriedly helped Shen Ye, but she saw blood oozing from her chest, and then she felt afraid: "If you have such a serious injury, don't go to the imperial doctor to see it. Why are you going crazy with Ben Gong in this rainy field?"

Wanyu leaned over and picked up the oil-paper umbrella, and helped Shen Ye walk to the verandah where he lived.

At that time, Shen Ye had already lost his mind, he had lost too much blood, and he was thinking about something in a daze.

Fortunately, the veranda where he lived was not far from the abandoned pavilion, her tall and burly body was pressing heavily on Wannai's body, and she didn't know where the strength came from, so she dragged him all the way back to the veranda.

After placing the man on the couch, Shen Ye had already passed out, Wannai couldn't help frowning when she saw that his body was soaked and his chest was bright red.

Fearing that the wound would fester and become infected, he narrowed his eyes and frowned, and tore off the clothes on his chest.

Only then did he see that there was a two-finger-wide gash on Shen Ye's chest, how deep it was, blood was still gurgling out.

Why did it hurt like this?
He is a servant of the imperial court, who dares to hurt him in this palace?

Without thinking too much, he remembered that Bai Changqing was on duty at the Imperial Hospital tonight, so he went to the Imperial Hospital at night and secretly invited Bai Changqing to come for treatment.

The knife wound penetrated three points into the skin, and if there was a deviation of half a point, the heart would be pierced, and there was no way to recover.

Looking at his solid chest heaving violently, Wanyu felt suspicious: "Is it a dagger?"

Bai Changqing applied medicine to bandage Shen Ye, nodded and said: "Exactly, this stabbing force is not trivial. If Mr. Shen hadn't practiced martial arts since childhood and has a strong body, I'm afraid it would be difficult to survive such blood loss."

After Bai Changqing left, it was already midnight.

The guard who lived in the same room as Shen Ye hadn't changed jobs yet, because she was concerned about Shen Ye's safety, Wan Yu stayed in the verandah by his side.

He fell asleep, his handsome face pale and haggard.

Outside the window, the rain fell like beads, crackling and falling to the ground, just like my broken heart at the moment.

Shen Ye grew up with her and the elder sister's friendship since childhood. They were siblings when they were young. After entering the palace, they helped her and the two sisters many times. Regardless of the reason.

It was a moonless night, and there was only one candle burning in the verandah.Wan Lai made a pot of the only black tea left in the room, and kept it on the stove to heat up.

Hearing the sound of cracking charcoal in the stove, my thoughts were drawn back to a snowy night in the winter when I was in the mansion.

She, Yide, and Shen Ye sat in a circle, warming the fire, looking at the shadow puppet in Shen Ye's hands, and they were so happy from ear to ear.

Later, Ama broke into the door and was so scared that the shadow puppet in Shen Ye's hand fell into the fire and burned up. Watching her and Yide steal food and give it to Shen Ye who was locked in the woodshed.

Wan Yu sat quietly like this, tears streaming down her face.

Suddenly, Shen Ye murmured: "Water!"

Only then did he come back to his senses, added a cup of warm tea, and patted Shen Ye's shoulder lightly: "Master Shen"

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Wanyu standing next to him, and he was suddenly startled.

Wan Lai was frightened by his actions, shaking the hand holding the lamp, and poured most of the tea on her body.

Shen Ye struggled to get up, as if he wanted to salute her, but he was seriously injured, and even the slightest movement caused tearing pain.

Wan Yu pressed him hastily: "Injured like this, and drenched in the rain again, it's your fate if you don't die."

Shen Ye had no choice but to sit on the couch and bow respectfully: "This humble minister deserves to die, Madam Lao, don't worry."

Wan Lai filled another cup of tea, and carefully handed it to Shen Ye. Seeing him hold his head up, he took in another cup, refilled and handed it back, until half of the pot of tea was gone, and he said shyly that it was enough.

"It's inevitable that the Empress will be sad when she dies suddenly. But you have to take care of your own body. You will recover from a serious illness. If you catch the wind and cold again, it will be bad."

Wan Yu frowned at him: "How do you know where I am?"

Shen Ye faltered: "The waste pavilion is very close to the Weichen's house, passing by and saw a person who looked like a lady, so I hurried back to get an umbrella."

Wan Yu watched him seep into the wound with a piece of plain white gauze, shook her head and said, "Are you crazy? With such a serious injury, what are you doing protecting me instead of yourself?"

Shen Ye smiled hastily, scratched the back of his head, shook his head and remained silent.

"How did you get such an injury?"

"Aren't you careful when you're on duty?" Shen Ye spoke firmly, but his eyes flickered.

How could Wanyu believe such an explanation?
Assassinating the imperial guards is a crime punishable by death. After she repeatedly questioned, Shen Ye did not answer: "Since the death of the empress, the emperor has often been in a trance, and he can't sleep well. Those guards in front of the imperial guards are only faint. The minister was able to speak a few words with the emperor, so the emperor often called his servants to chat with him. Tonight, Arjun, the grand maid in the empress's palace, came to report that there was something strange about the empress's death, so the emperor Hastily called her to come in for an audience. However, Miss Aqiong took the dagger hidden in her sleeve and stabbed at the emperor without saying a word. The dagger was too late to dodge, so the servant could only jump forward and block it for the emperor. took the knife."

"Ah Qiong?" Wanyu's eyes were wide open, she was infinitely surprised and said: "Why did she want to assassinate the emperor?"

Shen Ye shook his head: "I don't know, I just heard her say that before the empress died, she had a dispute with the emperor. It was that night, the empress"

According to the emperor's decree, those who know about this matter in Hegong can only say that Yide died suddenly after dying of illness, and that she must not mention her hanging herself.So Shen Ye swallowed half of what he said, and swallowed it into his stomach.

Wanyu shook her head in a daze, and murmured in surprise: "Even if there is a dispute, the eldest sister doesn't have to do such a thing. What else can Arjun say? What about people today?"

Shen Ye shook his head dejectedly, and whispered: "If the assassination fails, the man will be bumped to death in front of the emperor, martyrdom."

Martyrdom?

Even Arjun went with the elder sister.
Wanyu felt a sharp pain in her chest, she knew her elder sister's temperament, if she hadn't been extremely desperate, she would never have chosen to die like this.

She is such a beautiful woman, why is this so?
This doubt deeply penetrated into her mind, and she vaguely felt that the future days in this palace might never be peaceful again.

(End of this chapter)