After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

"What's your name?" Wen Zhimiao asked.

"Yu Ru." The maid replied with lowered head.

Wen Zhimiao nodded slightly, walked to the window and sat down, without turning to look at her again.

"Put on your clothes." Wen Zhimiao's indifferent voice came, and Yu Ru then stood up and put on her clothes.

After getting dressed, Yu Ru walked over to Wen Zhimiao and asked respectfully, "Your Highness, would you like something to eat?"

Wen Zhimiao thought about it and shook his head: "No, come back in the evening."

She took a sip of tea, then got up and left.

Chu An was guarding the door. When he saw Wen Zhimiao coming out, he respectfully called him "Your Highness".

There was nothing to hide about her identity, and everyone in Nanshao City knew it anyway.

"Let's go back." Wen Zhimiao stretched lazily.

"Yes." Chu An didn't ask her anything, but just followed her steps respectfully.

When Wen Zhimiao walked to the entrance of Huayue Tower, he happened to see Duan Jiling and Bian Ruitong.

Just now when Duan Jiling and Bian Ruitong went downstairs, they heard some maids from Huayue Tower whispering, saying that the maid last night was really lucky and really served His Highness all night.

Some people also said that there were indeed constant noises coming from the room last night.

Duan Jiling looked at Wen Zhimiao with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Miao Miao, last night..."

"What happened last night?" Wen Zhimiao looked at her in confusion.

"Were you with that maid last night?" Duan Jiling asked tentatively.

Wen Zhimiao smiled lazily: "Oh, you're talking about this, Lingling didn't find anyone to serve her last night? I saw that you and the oiran sister were chatting happily, weren't they?"

"But I understand why those dandies in Yunjing City are obsessed with this. It's really good, indeed..."

"Eat the marrow and you'll know the taste."

She smiled at Duan Jiling, and the marks on her neck were revealed.

Duan Jiling looked at her with a bit of hurt in his eyes.

Wen Zhimiao looked away as if he didn't care: "Lingling, you can try if you want."

"I promised my aunt yesterday that I would go back and perform shadow play for her. The play hasn't finished yet, so I'll have to excuse myself. Tongtong, if you have nothing to do, please play with Lingling for a while."

After Wen Zhimiao finished speaking, the guards had already brought the horses over.

She climbed onto the horse, holding the umbrella in one hand and the reins in the other, and rode away.

After walking for a long time, Wen Zhimiao sighed softly. What could he like her for?

She couldn't give Duan Jiling what she wanted, so she said sorry to Duan Jiling in her heart.

Wen Zhimiao was really at her wit's end. She didn't know why she was so prone to romance, whether it was in her previous life, this life or the past.

She believed that she and Duan Jiling had not known each other for long, and that she had not done anything that could be considered inappropriate.

Wen Zhimiao sighed softly. She thought she was testing Duan Jiling and Duan Jiling was also testing her. However, she didn't expect that the other party didn't want to play such a game of guessing each other's thoughts with her at all.

I rubbed my eyebrows and felt a headache. I drank last night and had been running around since I woke up in the morning.

Wen Zhimiao let out a sigh of relief, thinking that her true colors had been revealed since she came to Nanshao, and her dissolute behavior would soon be reported back to Yunjing.

I guess my sister will take advantage of this situation, so that she can infiltrate the Wen family more smoothly.

This time, Su Qingluo gave Wen Zhimiao a test, but also an opportunity.

There are countless monsters hiding in the undercurrents of Yunjing City. Su Qingluo can control these guys, but Wen Zhimiao is young and may not be able to do so.

If Wen Zhimiao wants to take control of the court as soon as possible, he must find out those guys with ulterior motives while Su Qingluo is still around and replace or subdue them.

She knew that Su Qingluo would not force her to ascend the throne as soon as possible. As long as she did not take the initiative to speak, Su Qingluo and Yun Zhou would not make things difficult for her.

But Wen Zhimiao couldn't just enjoy their protection with a clear conscience, because she was no longer a child.

Su Qingluo has done a lot for this world, and so has Yun Zhou.

Both the Su Qingluo in the original novel and the Su Qingluo in this life have actually experienced a lot of hardships, but she is too strong and never talks about it and never seeks sympathy for it because she doesn't need it.

But for Wen Zhimiao, she also hopes that Yun Zhou and Su Qingluo can have more time to do what they want to do.

The prosperity of this world should not be placed on the shoulders of two people.

Nanshao City is under tight security today. Wen Zhimiao looked at the soldiers and couldn't help but think of Wen Ke.

Chu An handed a piece of bamboo to Wen Zhimiao: "Your Highness."

Wen Zhimiao took the bamboo slip and took a look at it.

The horse under her slowly slowed down, and Wen Zhimiao's eyes gradually grew colder. She thought of many possibilities.

Who poisoned Wen Rongxue? She thought about Wen Ziqiong, Duan Jiling, Wen Rongxue's deputy generals and enemies.

The only person who didn't think of poisoning was Wen Ke.

She still remembered how much Wen Rongxue disliked children when she first met her.

But such a person adopted Wen Ke and raised her almost as his own daughter.

After he came to Nanshao, he asked her to spare Wen Ke's life.

Is it because she is too close to the throne? Is it because she never had to fight for the throne, so she doesn't feel that the throne has such a great appeal?

Is it possible for a person to go to such lengths as killing his mother for an ambition that may not succeed?

Wen Zhimiao knew that this world was cruel, but he had never felt it so deeply before.

Perhaps she really lived too comfortably.

She had a deeper understanding of the cannibalism of this world.

She broke the bamboo strip, and it fell into the mud when passing a puddle. The special ink was blurred by the rain, and the original handwriting could not be seen.

Wen Zhimiao lowered his eyes. The umbrella in his hand blocked the rain from above his head, but it couldn't block it completely. Some rain still fell on his arms.

The south is still hot in summer, but Wen Zhimiao's heart has gradually cooled down.

Does Wen Rongxue really not know who poisoned her?

Wen Zhimiao looked at the deserted street and a smile appeared on his lips.

My aunt doesn't know her well enough. She has never been an obedient person.

The horse slowly walked to the gate of Prince Shun's mansion.

When Wen Zhimiao returned, everyone in the mansion seemed very busy.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Wen Mengyang running in the rain holding a medicine jar.

"What happened in the mansion?" Wen Zhimiao asked the guard at the door.

"The king is ill, Madam Qiong is also ill, and Doctor Lu has been called away to discuss the plague."

"Plague?" Wen Zhimiao frowned. How could there be a plague when she just went to Huayue Tower?

"Yes, last night, signs of the disease were found in the three villages outside Shangchu City. Master Ji just sent someone to call Doctor Lu over. The accompanying doctors have all gone. Only Doctor Wen and a few others stayed to help in the mansion."

Wen Zhimiao shook his hand, then held back his emotions and let go, saying with a gloomy look on his face, "What the hell are you doing? You've been talking about epidemic prevention, and I thought you were doing so well, but the plague still broke out."

"Chu An, go tell Master Ji to get rid of those patients with the disease as soon as possible."

After saying that, Wen Zhimiao strode straight in.

Chu An responded respectfully: "Yes."

The guard watched Wen Zhimiao go in and sighed to his companion.

"Your Highness is not as concerned about the country and the people as Master Ji."

"Be careful what you say."