Peerless Consort Wants to Divorce

Wen Yi didn't know why she had to lie. Her memories of Yang Luoyi were complete, and Yang Luoyi didn't push her down the lake.

"Did Luo Yi personally push you into the lake or was she the one directing you into the lake?" Wen Yi was not willing to give up and asked another question.

Ke Er was suddenly filled with enmity towards her. She stared at her with tears in her eyes and said bitterly: "She pushed me down there with her own hands. There are still other maids present to testify to the situation.

Wen Yi shook her head, "But..."

Ke Er started to cry miserably, "Why don't you believe me? Is it because she is a princess now that you think you have to lie to slander her? "Senior brother, I did not lie, I really did not lie, she pushed me into the lake, she said that I died, and in your heart, you will only love her."

Song Yunqian consoled her, and said: "Senior Brother believes in you, Senior Brother believes in you, don't cry.

Wen Yi still wanted to say something, but she suddenly turned around and roared furiously, "Enough, don't provoke her anymore. She just woke up and her body is still weak."

Wen Yi looked at him in a daze. Although she knew that he was concerned about Ke Er, she did not expect it to be to such a degree. She silently withdrew, and at the door, she saw Imperial Concubine Rou who had come upon hearing the news.

Imperial Concubine Rou had also roughly heard Ke Er's words. She sighed and said, "Was it really elder sister's doing? "Although I've always been suspicious, I'm not sure. But now …" She looked a little sad. She took a glance at the two people inside and left silently.

The dim light on the corridor illuminated Imperial Concubine Rou's light yellow dress. Her footsteps were slow, and her entire body was leaning on the maid who was supporting her. The gentle light lengthened her shadow, making her look especially lonely and lonely in Wen Yi's eyes.

Wen Yi sat on the stone steps, her legs were tired, she had opened up her pants, the wound had not healed yet, but it did not continue to burn either. It was really helpless. In the past, she had used Yang Luoyi's identity and his legs had also festered like this. Now, it was still the same.

Clearly, no matter what, she couldn't escape her fate.

"What are you thinking about?" A warm and deep voice came from behind her and the person who had just arrived sat down next to her.

She raised her head and glanced at Zhuge Ming. He probably came over to take a look after hearing that Ke Er had woken up.

"You're not going in?" Wen Yi said.

Zhuge Ming laughed, "Why are you going in? They seem to have no one else. "

A bitter smile appeared on Wen Yi's lips, "Isn't this good?"

"Aren't you upset?" Zhuge Ming asked softly, his pitch black eyes staring at her quietly.

Wen Yi shook his head, "You probably know that I would leave at any time, and this is pretty good. At least, after I leave, there will still be someone to accompany him, so he won't be sad for so long like last time."

"You're still as open-minded as before, but I know that's not what you're really thinking." Zhuge Ming added in a low voice, "Love is always selfish."

Wen Yi laughed, but in Zhuge Ming's eyes, it was filled with bitterness. Selfishness. She also wanted to be selfish, but could she be selfish? Thinking about the mottled wounds on Song Yunqian's body, she felt her heart trembling.

She slowly put down her pants and said, "No one knows about the future. There's no point in overthinking it."

Even though it was deliberately concealed, Zhuge still saw the wound on her leg. He gasped, "How can your leg be so serious?" He had a faint bad premonition in his heart, as if what happened three years ago was about to happen again.

Wen Yi said: "I don't have any pain feeling nerves, other than my heart being in pain, even if you prick my body with a needle, I wouldn't feel a thing."

"Even if he didn't feel any pain, it wouldn't have caused such a big wound?" Zhuge Ming bent over, and was about to pull up her skirt to check.

Wen Yi stopped him, and said angrily: "What are you being so hypocritical for? Are you really not afraid of death? "

Wen Yi could only let him see. He squatted in front of Wen Yi and carefully checked the wound, only to find that the wound was densely packed with small wounds, only that it had been festered into a large piece. It looked like a big wound, but the wound actually snaked all the way from the ankle to the knee.

"How?" Zhuge Ming looked up at her and asked.

Wen Yi shook her head, "I don't know either, but sometimes I stumble and think it's not painful, so I just ignore it. But then, more wounds start appearing, and by the way, when I was coming over from Cantonese, I walked on the mountain path and fell down a few times.

Zhuge Ming pulled her up, "Come, let's go back and apply the medicine."

Song Yunqian walked out of his room at this time. Seeing the two pulling and pulling on his clothes, he immediately asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing?"

Zhuge Ming did not let go of her hand, and his face revealed a slightly annoyed expression, "Qian, what's going on with you? You actually ignored her leg injury? "

Song Yunqian glared at him, bent down, and pulled Wen Yi's skirt to pull up. He frowned slowly, got up and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Yi shook her head. Her jet black eyes were as black as mercury, reflecting his anxious expression. "It's not painful."

Song Yunqian picked her up, "Come, go back and apply the medicine."

Behind him, was Zhuge Ming's gloomy expression as he stood alone on the stone steps.

He sighed slightly and turned to enter Ke Er's room.

Just now, Song Yunqian had let her rest, so he shouldn't talk too much for now. The events of that night before the sun went down replayed themselves in her mind. She was frightened and uneasy, but he could not say what he wanted to say.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she opened her eyes and saw the gentle looking man, Zhuge Ming.

"Are you all right?" Zhuge Ming asked softly.

Ke Er revealed a gentle smile as usual, "It's fine, I just heard from my Senior Brother that you have been the one to treat me these past few years, thank you!"

It's better for you, better off than anything else, but this time, I do not dare to hold back, the one who cured you, was Dr. Wen. Zhuge Ming's expression was calm, but his tone was slightly melancholy.

Ke Er had always been a considerate person, so she naturally heard the unhappiness in her words. It was just that at that moment, she felt that her medical skills were not as good as Dr. Wen's, and felt a little depressed in her heart, so she consoled him: "Although the one who cured me was Dr. Wen, but if it wasn't for the fact that you had been using medicine to heal my body for the past few years, I probably wouldn't have been able to wait until this day."

Zhuge Ming said with a smile, "No matter what, the most important thing is for you to wake up." He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Oh right, who pushed you into the water that day?"

Ke Er let out a sigh, as sorrow filled her eyes, "It's Luo Yi. I don't know where I offended her, but she actually wanted to kill me so viciously. However, right now, she is already Senior Brother's wangfei. Even if she did do it, Senior Brother probably wouldn't punish her. "

Zhuge Ming was startled, "It was really her who did it?"

Ke Er looked at him, "From your tone, it seems like you suspect her? Did you not track him down? "

Zhuge Ming said: "How would I not investigate? You know he's always been the most attached to you. He's known as a junior, but he's already treated you like his own sister. After your accident, all the evidence and servants pointed towards Yang Luoyi. But the so-called evidence was not enough to prove clearly that she was the one who did it, so you can only leave this matter at that. "

Ke Er took a deep breath, "Is that all? Since she already suspected her, why did her senior brother still want to marry her? How could Senior Apprentice Brother marry such a vicious woman? They are people who have lived their entire lives. "

Zhuge Ming said helplessly, "Qian is also helpless, but the imperial edict has been passed down, and there is no clear evidence. The servants' confessions were repeated, and the empress didn't accept it, so she could only be married."

"Now that I have awoken and personally testified against her, do you think that Senior Brother would be willing to punish her?" Ke Er looked at Zhuge Ming's expression. She had been in a coma for more than four years, so the relationship between Senior Brother and her had also been going on for more than four years.

Zhuge Ming shook his head, "Forget it, there's no point in investigating this matter anymore."

Ke Er said as her gaze grew serious, "You even say that? Then, do you want me to sacrifice this lost time for nothing? "

Zhuge Ming said in a low voice, "Luo Yi died three years ago."

Ke Er's face changed, "What? Dead? "How did she die?"

"This matter is a long story, but actually, Qian married her. She has always been cold and resentful because Qian always believed that she was the one who pushed you into the lake. After that, he fell in love with Luo Fan and married Luo Fan to become his Palace. In these three years, he had never remarried Chief Consort and did not properly support Luo Fan. Zhuge Ming's voice was not loud, but when Ke Er heard it, it was as if thunder had struck the sky.

After a long time, she heard her feeble voice, "Everyone's dead, there's no point in pursuing the matter any further!"

Finally, she said tiredly, "Brother Zhuge, I'm tired. I want to rest."

Zhuge Ming got up and warmly said, "Okay, have a good night's sleep. When you wake up, it will be a new beginning."

He stood up and blew the candle on the table to extinguish it, then turned around to leave, closing the door behind him.

Song Yunqian carried Wen Yi and returned to Zhi Yi Lu. It was said that she had been sick for a long time and that he had treated many of his injuries. He did not know about other things, but she was proficient in healing his wounds.

He told Xiao San to bring some Golden Sore Medicine and also used hot water to wipe the edges of her wounds. He carefully helped her apply the medicine. When he smeared this medicine on his forehead, it hurt a little. He raised his head and looked at Wen Yi, asking: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Yi shook her head, "It doesn't hurt."

Song Yunqian sighed, "How can it not hurt? You must be afraid of This King's heart aching, right? " His heart sank as a wave of fear rose up in his heart. He took the chance to place the Gold Sore Medicine on the table to cover his expression, and then he handed her a cup of water. His expression was already normal as he said, "Drink some water first, you're tired today, so rest early."

Wen Yi received the water in his hand, took a large gulp, and said: "You rest early too."

Song Yunqian placed the cup down for her and said: "I won't leave tonight. I'll accompany you here."

Wen Yi acknowledged, "Alright!" She didn't know why, but she felt especially restless tonight. She really wanted him to accompany her, to give herself a little more security so that she could dispel the fear lingering in her heart.

After the two of them bathed, Wen Yi sat in front of the makeup table. She took off her hairpin and her long hair flowed down like a waterfall.

Song Yunqian carried her behind him as his body trembled slightly. He looked at his face in the copper mirror.

Wen Yi held onto his hand, and said with a slight smile on her face, "Don't be sad, I'm fine."

Song Yunqian pressed his lips into her long hair and did not say a word for a long time.