My Lady is well

The night was dark, the breeze made the leaves dance, and the faint shadows of the trees swayed on the cold floor.

Shen Yueyao woke up in a daze, feeling a splitting headache and a weak body.

"Master, are you awake?"

Shen Yueyao's long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly. She rubbed her temples with her white fingertips and hummed softly.

Jin'er brought the bowl of medicine on the tray to her and spoke gently.

"Master, drink it while it's hot."

A strong bitter smell lingered in her nose. Shen Yueyao frowned slightly and sighed.

"Let it go first."

Jin'er gently placed the medicine bowl on the small rosewood table beside the couch, and the medicine swayed gently in the bowl.

Jin'er helped her sit up and placed a soft pillow behind her.

Looking at her weak appearance and thinking of that damn guard, he became so angry that he cursed.

"How dare you, you dog slave, plot against your master? Drowning him is too easy for him. He should be skinned alive and thrown into a mass grave to feed the dogs."

Listening to Jin'er cursing Chen Wei, Shen Yueyao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

His slightly pale lips opened, he thought for a moment, looked at her, and asked tentatively.

"If I say I have nothing to do with this, would you believe me?"

Jin'er was stunned and didn't quite understand what she meant.

After a moment of confusion, he nodded firmly.

"Well, Jin'er believes the master. If the master says no, then there must be no."

Shen Yueyao was surprised by her unconditional trust, and a warm feeling inexplicably rose in her heart.

She curved her lips slightly.

Seeing that she was happy, Jin'er also smiled.

"Master, someone from Changning Palace just came to inquire about your situation."

Shen Yueyao picked up the medicine bowl with her slender white fingers and looked at the amber medicine in the bowl thoughtfully.

I looked up at the pot of peach blossoms by the rosewood window. The flowers were delicate and the leaves were tender, unable to withstand the wind.

She was in deep thought, a faint smile appeared in her eyes, and she blinked her long eyelashes and handed the medicine bowl to Jin'er.

"Pour it out, don't let anyone else see it."

Jin'er took the medicine bowl and was very confused, thinking that she was afraid that someone had tampered with the medicine.

"Master, this medicine was prepared by me personally, without anyone else's help."

She believed Jin'er and believed that the medicine was fine.

But she wanted to avoid some troubles, for example, the Crown Princess wanted Song Yayuan to enter the East Palace.

She is a troublesome person, and she is far from having the decent upbringing like Song Yuanyi.

She lowered her head, and her voice was a little hoarse because she was sick.

"It's just a cold, I can handle it. Go slowly, so you can avoid trouble."

"But... your body is very delicate, please take good care of it."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Jin'er brought the medicine bowl to the window and glanced left and right outside like a thief.

Her eyes suddenly widened and she saw Jing Ruzhang striding towards her.

He hurriedly poured the medicine into the flowerpot and turned back.

"Master, the Crown Prince is here."

Shen Yueyao felt her head was a little heavy and was about to lie back down in bed.

After hearing Jin'er's words, he gathered his clothes around his shoulders and leaned back.

Her eyes darkened as she tried to guess the purpose of his visit.

Do you still have doubts about the case?

I wonder if he sensed something wrong or something else?

After all, I'm not here to care about her.

Jin'er put the medicine bowl back on the small table beside the couch and stood aside with her back straight.

Shen Yueyao's face was weak and pale, with a few strands of soft hair hanging on her slender shoulders. She was wearing a white middle-length dress, revealing her slender white neck.

The soft, white hand rested on Jin'er's, and she was ready to stand up and greet him.

Jing Ruzhang saw that she was thin and her eyes were misty due to the cold wind, which made people feel a hint of tenderness.

"no."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

He stared at the empty bowl beside the small table, his eyes showing no emotion.

He sat down beside the coral couch, gently twisting his moon-white brocade robe. The embroidery on his clothes was a picture of vast rivers and mountains. A jade belt inlaid with gold and jade had a gilded tassel jade ring hanging from his waist. A jade ring and a golden crown with cloud pattern bound his black hair up high.

His nose is like a hanging beam, his eyes are like stars, he has the demeanor of a dragon and exudes nobleness.

Shen Yueyao met his sharp gaze and subconsciously lowered her eyes.

He seemed to have an innate arrogance that was so overwhelming that it frightened people.

Shen Yueyao tried hard to purse her lips and looked at Jin'er.

"No tea yet."

"No need."

Jing Ruzhang said coldly.

He put his face close to hers and stared at her with indifferent eyes, as if trying to search for some clues of evidence of guilt from her face.

"Do you think I should believe you?"

Shen Yueyao could feel his breath on her face, making her feel tingling and numb.

The posture was clearly so ambiguous, but she clenched the quilt tightly and bit her lips imperceptibly.

Facing Jing Ruzhang, she was subconsciously afraid.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she forced herself to calm down and slowly let go of the quilt.

With his overwhelming aura, Shen Yueyao was afraid that someone would notice her.

She lowered her long eyelashes, hiding the expression in her eyes, and spoke softly.

"I don't understand what Your Highness means."

"Oh? Really? Chen Wei can swim, too."

Shen Yueyao frowned, raised her watery eyes to meet his gaze, looking innocent and aggrieved.

"Your Highness is suspicious of me."

Jing Ruzhang raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.

"Only you know what you have done."

A crystal clear teardrop slowly flowed down from Shen Yueyao's eyes, like a pearl.

She didn't have the arrogance to offend him, but she didn't want to let him slander her, so she said coldly.

"What do you mean, Your Highness?"

"There is no evidence against the deceased. Now we only have your testimony."

"Your Highness, do you think I killed him? Because I am alive, Your Highness thinks I should die with him?"

Jing Ruzhang frowned, stretched out his slender fingers, gently stroked her cheek, and wiped away the tear with his fingertips.

His movements were gentle, but his eyes were cold.

"That's not what I meant. I just have some doubts."

Shen Yueyao turned her head away and fixed her gaze on the ground.

"Maybe it's because he's drunk."

Jing Ruzhang looked at her coldly, curling his lips slightly, and slowly moved closer to her ear, speaking in a low voice.

"It's not a pity for him to die. If I knew that you had lied to me, do you know what the consequences would be?"

He added a low note to the last sentence.

After Shen Yueyao heard this, her breathing stagnated, her shoulders trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat broke out from her back and forehead.

The scorching temperature reached Jing Ruzhang's fingertips. He touched her forehead and his eyes darkened.

"Let the imperial physician come over to take a look later."

Jing Ruzhang knew from the beginning that Shen Yueyao was not as weak as she looked.

A person who dares to rob him by force is naturally not a lady from an ordinary family.

Was it his illusion? She seemed to be very afraid of him.

This woman never follows the beaten path, which sometimes confuses him.

She took advantage of him, but pretended to be ugly, as if she didn't want to enter the East Palace.

Even though she said she didn't want to enter the East Palace, she took the initiative to flatter and please.

There are many women around him, but none of them behaves as abnormally as she does.

It’s hard not to notice.

He also wanted to see what this woman was up to.

Jing Ruzhang slowly collected his thoughts and said in a cold voice.

"Have a good rest. I will come to see you later."

He stood up, put one hand behind his back, took a few steps, and suddenly stopped.

Shen Yueyao turned her head to look at the gold-embroidered cuffs behind him and felt dizzy, but she still tried to stay alert.

A cold voice fell into my ears.

"You don't taste like medicine on your lips."