The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

When Shen Runing saw Zhilan again, he almost didn't recognize her.

Zhilan's face and nose were bruised, her clothes were torn, one of her legs was limping, and she looked in a terrible state.

As soon as she saw Shen Runing, she felt like she had grabbed a life-saving straw. She staggered over and rushed over, tears mixed with mud falling down her face.

"Miss Shen!"

"Miss Shen!"

The voice trembled rapidly, as if all the strength was used up.

"Oh no! My young lady has been captured by His Majesty's men!"

Shen Runing was wearing a veil. Her eyes fixed, and she quickly stepped forward, pulled Zhilan into an empty corner, and asked in a low voice.

"what happened?"

"When was it taken away?"

Zhilan choked and tried hard to hold back her tears, her voice shaking violently.

"This morning..."

"I don't know how I was discovered..."

"Woooooooo..."

"What should I do, Miss Shen!"

She was in a panic and cried so hard that she couldn't breathe.

Shen Runing's heart sank and his expression instantly turned cold.

Ji Yun...was discovered?

Her eyes became fierce, and she patted Zhilan's shoulder to comfort her while thinking of a solution quickly.

Ji Yun is in danger now.

Liu Qing stood aside, frowning. After thinking for a moment, he spoke in a low voice.

"Miss, I can go to the palace to find out first."

"See if you can—"

"no!"

Shen Runing interrupted immediately, his tone unusually sharp.

"The palace is heavily guarded. How could I let you take risks?"

She took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

for a long time.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind, low and firm.

"Ning'er, leave this matter to me."

Shen Runing turned his head suddenly, his pupils shrinking slightly.

"Second brother!"

Shen Li was standing not far away, his body still covered in dust from the long journey, his clothes slightly dusty, it was obvious that he had just returned to Kyoto.

She looked at him in astonishment, her voice trembling.

"You...when did you come back?"

"Aren't you at the frontier?"

A faint smile appeared on Shen Li's lips, his eyes were full of fatigue, but there was still a hint of familiar tenderness.

"Ning'er, I told you I just arrived in Kyoto and found you. Do you believe me?"

But before Shen Runing could ask any more questions, Shen Li's gaze had turned cold.

Ji Yun.

The woman he has been obsessed with for the past few months.

It felt like someone was gripping his chest tightly, and Shen Li's face instantly darkened.

Shen Runing's eyes were a little red.

"Second brother, what are your plans?"

Shen Li was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head slowly, his voice low and resolute.

"I do not know."

"I only know that I can't let Yun'er fall into the hands of that dog emperor."

"So, I'm going to the palace myself now."

Shen Runing's heart skipped a beat and he quickly tried to persuade her.

"Second brother, it's too dangerous——"

But Shen Li interrupted her.

"But I can't just stand there and watch Yun'er..."

"An accident."

Liu Qing spoke at the right time.

"I can go with Master Shen."

"Miss, don't worry."

"It'll be okay."

Shen Runing frowned tightly, pondered for a moment, then raised his hand, took out two small packets of powder from his sleeve pocket, and handed them to them with a serious expression.

"Take it."

"It can come in handy at critical moments."

Shen Li took it, his eyes flashed slightly, and he put it away directly.

Zhilan, who was standing by, was extremely anxious. She rushed over and cried out in tears.

"I'm going too! I'm going too!"

Shen Runing turned his head and looked at her.

"Just wait patiently."

"It'll be okay."

Watching Shen Li and Liu Qing leave quickly, Shen Runing still felt uneasy.

He took out a few banknotes and stuffed them into Zhilan's hand.

"Take it, find a place to hide, don't let anyone find you."

Zhilan's eyes were still red. She took the banknote with trembling hands and her voice was very hoarse.

"Miss Shen...you must save my young lady..."

Shen Runing nodded, said nothing more, and watched Zhilan leave in a hurry.

There was a hint of oppressive dullness in the air. She stood there, frowning, thinking about her next strategy in her mind.

But just as she was about to take a step, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Shen Runing."

"Shouldn't you be in the prison?"

Shen Runing's heart trembled and his pupils shrank slightly.

This voice... is familiar, yet carries a strange chill.

Who?

-

At the same time, inside the imperial palace, in the side hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Ji Yun was tied up and thrown to the ground in a mess.

She struggled to untie the rope on her wrists, but the more she struggled, the deeper the blood marks on her wrists became, and the pain made her sweat coldly.

With a cloth stuffed in his mouth, he could only whimper, his eyes filled with fear and anger.

Sandalwood was burning in the room, and its rich aroma filled the air, with a dizzying smell.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near.

Ji Yun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

A slender figure walked slowly towards them, his black dragon robe dragging on the ground, his steps calm and composed.

The emperor was casually playing with a pink porcelain bottle in his hand.

"Uh...uuuu..."

Ji Yun stepped back in horror and struggled with her hands and feet, but she was tied up so tightly that she couldn't escape at all.

The emperor looked at her with a hint of interest in his eyes, and then he closed the door casually.

Before closing the door, he gave special instructions to the guards outside.

"No matter what sound comes from inside, you are not allowed to come in."

The door was completely closed, and Ji Yun's heart seemed to fall into the abyss at that moment.

She struggled desperately, but the emperor was not in a hurry at all.

He slowly walked up to her, leaned over, looked into her frightened eyes, and casually pulled the cloth out of her mouth.

"Pooh!"

Ji Yun spat and stared at him intently.

But the next moment, the emperor grabbed her chin and turned the pink porcelain bottle upside down on her mouth.

"Well!"

A sweet liquid slid down his throat.

Ji Yun struggled and coughed, trying to spit it out, but the emperor held her chin tightly, leaving her no chance to resist.

The emperor did not let go of his hand until the last drop of liquid fell from the porcelain bottle and threw it aside.

Ji Yun gasped violently, his eyes full of fear.

"What's this?!"

The emperor sat down in the chair slowly, looking at her casually.

"Ji Yun."

"You are quite courageous."