SWDnovel Chapter 110: He Lianhuan used a plan to ambush, and Helian Jue made a bet on becoming emperor?
Chapter 110: He Lianhuan used a plan to ambush, and Helian Jue made a bet on becoming emperor?
Gu Wangshu slept from the moment the sun just rose in the morning until the sun was about to set before he woke up slowly.
When she woke up, she discovered that her neck had been injured at some point. She didn't feel it at all when she was sleeping.
"Qiuchi?" Gu Wangshu called softly.
Qiu Chi immediately approached when he heard the sound.
"Miss, you are awake."
"Dinner is ready, miss? Do you want to eat?"
Last night, after a whole night of palace changes and a whole day's sleep, Gu Wangshu didn't eat or drink a mouthful of water. At this moment, he was hungry and thirsty.
"Bring it up."
Soon after Qiu Chi left, he neatly brought the food in.
Gu Wangshu had already gotten up, freshened up casually, and then sat down to eat.
During the meal, she asked about her neck.
I thought the medicine was from Qiuchi, but Qiuchi shook his head and said:
"It's not a slave, it's my cousin who gave me the medicine."
"My cousin said this medicine is very effective. She has no scars on her legs after using this medicine."
Gu Wangshu paused while eating and remembered Meng Ying kneeling in her yard.
At that time, Meng Ying had been kneeling all night, and her knees must have been broken. The injury was far more serious than her neck.
Gu Wangshu's eyes flashed with emotion, he didn't say anything and continued to eat with his head down.
After dinner, she first went to Cijing Hall to pay New Year greetings to her grandmother.
This year is different from previous years. Due to palace changes, even the New Year is deserted than in previous years.
After leaving my grandmother's house, I went to my second uncle and my second aunt, but I didn't see my second uncle. According to my second uncle, my second uncle went to the palace after he woke up.
Gu Wangshu understood clearly that not only the second uncle should be entering the palace, but also other ministers. They would discuss with the prince about enthroning the throne.
Finally, I came to Chengxiang Garden, chatted with my sister-in-law for a while, and then looked at the first grade of junior high school.
After walking around the General's Mansion, Gu Wangshu returned to his Qinxinyuan.
She sat at the table, holding her chin in her hands, bored and letting her thoughts drift away.
My mind uncontrollably recalled what happened last night.
With the second prince's careful thinking, it is unbelievable that Fuhu fell into the hands of the queen. What exactly happened?
If the queen had not obtained Fuhu, with He Lianhuan's ingenious layout, he would still be the emperor in this life.
Gu Wangshu thought about it over and over, but he still couldn't figure out how He Lianhuan controlled this chess game, and why he was sure of victory from the beginning.
It was as if he knew the plans of the crown prince and the eldest prince in advance, and planned everything perfectly.
Gu Wangshu wanted to know how he did it.
This thought became stronger and stronger, so strong that she wanted to go to the cell to see He Lianhuan immediately.
Gu Wangshu stood up and entered the study. He Lianhuan's folding fan was placed on the desk. She picked up the folding fan and hesitated.
Qiu Chi looked around her face, and then his eyes fell on the folding fan.
"Miss, do you want to return the folding fan to His Highness?"
"..." Gu Wangshu was silent for a moment and said, "Give it back to him."
Give it back to him, and the two of them will have nothing to do with each other anymore.
He once used a folding fan to help her cover her face, and she once stood up to block his sword.
Return the folding fan to him and they will owe each other nothing.
Gu Wangshu's hand tightened on the folding fan.
"Qiuchi, are there any dumplings in the kitchen?"
Qiuchi wondered why the lady suddenly asked about dumplings. Didn't you just eat them?Is the lady hungry again?
"Also, if you want to eat, miss, I will give you some dumplings right now."
"It's not for me to eat."
Qiu Chi: "???"
"Go down some dumplings and put them in a food box."
"???" Who does the lady want to bring?
Qiu Chi's eyes fell on the folding fan again.
Uh... don't tell her that the dumplings were brought to His Highness the Second Prince.
Qiu Chi wanted to ask but didn't dare. As a maid, she could do whatever her master asked her to do, and she was most taboo about talking too much.
"Slave, go now. Miss, please wait a moment."
After Qiuchi left, Gu Wangshu began to be in a daze again.
For a moment, I felt that it was inappropriate to go to the cell to see He Lianhuan, and for a while, I felt that it was necessary to ask him about his plan.
If she encounters someone plotting against her like this again in the future, she will not be deceived again.
During the handover between heaven and man, time passed slowly, and Qiu Chi came back with the food box.
Gu Wangshu gritted her teeth. Now that she was ready, she decided to go there before it was completely dark.
......
There is no natural light in the cell all year round, and it is filled with the smell of blood and decay.
Although there were torches burning all around, it was as if the light was blocked by thick ink and could not be completely diffused. It was so dim and cold that it sent chills down the spine.
The walls made of stones are dark and mottled in color, as if they are covered with moss.
Gu Wangshu was wearing thick fox fur, but he shuddered the moment he stepped here.
It's dark, damp, smelly, full of pain, despair and silence.
Gu Wangshu paused for a moment, then continued walking inside. Under the leadership of the jailer, he came to the cell where He Lianhuan was imprisoned.
He Lianhuan retired, dressed in fine clothes and a prison uniform, and sat silently on the messy withered grass on the ground.
Gu Wangshu stood in front of the cell door, with the light behind him, and his shadow lengthened and covered He Lianhuan.
Feeling the shadow, He Lianhuan raised his head.
His face was still as calm as before, and his hair was a little messy, but it didn't cover up his nobility at all.
His eyes were terrifyingly indifferent, but when he saw the visitor, he was still surprised for a moment.
"Your Highness." Gu Wangshu did not forget to salute him.
He Lianhuan looked around Gu Wangshu and finally settled on the folding fan in her hand.
"This palace has become a prisoner, so this ceremony will be waived."
Gu Wangshu was speechless, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
Seeing her slightly embarrassed, He Lianhuan asked proactively: "Are you here to return the fan to me?"
"Ah."
He Lianhuan leaned against the wall boredly and stared at Gu Wangshu.
"It's just a fan. If you don't want to keep it and throw it away, why bother giving it back to me."
Gu Wangshu lowered his head: "I dare not, my lord."
Seeing her restraint, He Lianhuan couldn't help but smile slightly.
This woman is really strange. She is still respectful and polite when facing a prisoner like him. She is really different. In other words, the Gu family has good rules.
He Lianhuan thought of the way Gu Wangshu drew his sword to kill his father last night, and it was hard to imagine that the usually gentle woman would show a fierce expression.
He stood up from the ground, and as he moved, the shackles on his hands and feet made a sharp impact.
Gu Wangshu frowned, feeling that the shackles on his body were particularly glaring.
For a moment, I felt sad for some reason. People like He Lianhuan did not belong in such a place. He was born to be brilliant.
With the sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding", He Lianhuan came closer. The two of them were separated by the distance between the cells, and He Lianhuan spread out a hand.
He didn't say anything, but Gu Wangshu understood what he meant.
She slowly stretched out her hand and gently placed the folding fan in his palm.
He Lianhuan tightened his fingers, his palms were cold, and he could clearly feel Gu Wangshu's warm body temperature coming from the folding fan.
"The folding fan has been returned, you can leave."
After finishing his words, he was about to turn around, but was stopped by Gu Wangshu.
"Your Highness..."
"Anything else?"
Gu Wangshu took the food box from Qiu Chi with a slight nervousness. The moment he opened the lid, the white and fat dumplings appeared in front of him. The steaming heat blurred the sight of the two of them.
Gu Wangshu said to him with a gentle face:
"Happy New Year, Your Highness."