The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Zhao Long, who had come with Xie Zhiyan, was shocked by the scene and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Just a while ago, they were still performing official duties outside the city. Later, his master received some news and handed the matter over to the others to deal with, and then rode his horse at full speed to the palace.

He thought that something urgent had happened to His Majesty.

I didn't expect to rush over here, but I saw this scene...

His handsome and elegant Lord Xie was soaked all over.

Jiang Wantang never raised his eyes, staring ahead with empty eyes.

"You were so close to achieving your goal, but it was worth it to fail at this very moment?"

Xie Zhiyan's voice was gentle and low, and it was particularly clear amid the noisy sound of rain.

As he expected, Jiang Wantang did not respond.

Xie Zhiyan sighed, his words filled with helplessness: "Your brother's affair was witnessed by everyone, the evidence is irrefutable, even he himself confessed to it, Your Majesty..."

Jiang Wantang suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him, with a hint of coldness in her eyes: "It's the Qi family, right?"

When Beishan failed to assassinate her, he attacked people close to her.

It was obvious that the man was determined to kill her.

Xie Zhiyan was stunned: "Since you know, why..."

At this point, an idea flashed in his mind, and he looked at Jiang Wantang in surprise: "You did it on purpose!"

"Yes." Jiang Wantang looked frank and didn't hide anything.

“But not entirely.”

"If I don't do this, how can the people behind the scenes be so proud? If I don't let them get what they want, how can they let their guard down and reveal their true intentions?"

Xie Zhiyan frowned and said in a stern tone, "What do you want to do?"

"The Qi family is not as simple as you think."

Jiang Wantang smiled sadly: "Thank you, sir. I am just a weak woman, what can I do?"

"I don't understand the court disputes in your eyes. I just want to save my brother."

After saying that, Jiang Wantang staggered to his feet.

She had been kneeling for so long that her legs were numb, and when she stood up she almost fell.

Xie Zhiyan subconsciously reached out to support him, but Jiang Wantang dodged his move.

His disheveled, tough and stubborn appearance is heartbreaking.

She took off her cloak and returned it to Xie Zhiyan, her voice cold and distant: "Thank you, sir!"

Xie Zhiyan frowned and looked at her, feeling mixed emotions: "Jiang Wantang, playing with fire will get you burned."

Jiang Wantang smiled calmly and said nonchalantly, "If that day ever comes, I hope Master Xie will take our acquaintance into consideration and escort the two maids beside me out of the palace safely."

After saying that, she straightened her back, turned around and walked into the rain. Her thin figure looked even thinner in the wind and rain.

Xie Zhiyan looked at her receding back, clenched the cloak in his hand, and felt a dull pain in his heart, which made him feel uncomfortable.

After they left, Wang Fuhai cautiously walked into the dim imperial study and said, "Your Majesty, the Queen has gone back."

In the darkness, the dark figure moved slightly, as if finally breathing a sigh of relief.

The next moment, Ji Wuyuan's cold and hoarse voice rang out in the palace: "Send the imperial physician to Changle Palace to take a look. Don't say it was my order."

Wang Fuhai was surprised. Is His Majesty heartbroken?!

He quickly said, "Yes."

Wang Fuhai had just turned around when he seemed to remember something and turned back again and said, "Your Majesty, you haven't eaten yet. Would you like me to serve you food now?"

Ji Wuyuan said coldly: "No need, everyone please leave."

Wang Fuhai hadn't seen Ji Wuyuan so dejected for many years. After all, when he was unhappy, he would just drag people away and chop them to pieces.

It seems that His Majesty is really interested in Concubine Jiang.

He sighed and retreated silently.

As a person without any roots since childhood, he naturally doesn't understand matters of love between men and women.

But he didn't understand why the two people who were so affectionate in the afternoon suddenly became like this.

The night was dark and the heavy rain had not stopped, and the drops of water were hitting the eaves of the palace.

A black figure quietly left the palace in the darkness.

Outside the Ministry of Justice prison.

The torches flickered in the wind and rain, and the light was dim and unstable.

Jiang Wantang was wearing a black nightgown and a black hat, hiding in the darkness. With a pair of cold eyes, he observed the patrolling guards' rotation patterns.

Just as the guards were changing shifts, Jiang Wantang jumped to the outside of the wall. Just as she was about to climb over it, a hand suddenly reached out from the darkness and grabbed her arm tightly.

Jiang Wan's heart trembled, and she attacked with her backhand. The person in the dark dodged sideways and clamped her wrist, warning coldly: "Don't be impulsive!"

After a fight between the two, Xie Zhiyan grabbed Jiang Wantang, who was dressed in black, and dragged her to a deserted alley nearby. He sternly asked, "Jiang Wantang, are you crazy?"

"That's the Ministry of Justice's prison, the Qi family's territory!"

Xie Zhiyan had long guessed that Jiang Wantang would not give up, and had been sending people to keep a secret watch on her, but he did not expect her to be so bold.

Jiang Wantang struggled to break free from his shackles, his eyes filled with stubbornness and anger: "Xie Zhiyan, let me go!"

"What do I want to do? It's none of your business."

Xie Zhiyan's hand gripped Jiang Wantang's wrist tightly like an iron clamp, and he said coldly, "You're seeking death."

"They might have set up a trap inside, waiting for you to fall into it."

So Jiang Wantang, who was still struggling, bumped into his cold pupils, which were full of coldness. Perhaps because of anger, the corners of his eyes were stained with a hint of red.

Jiang Wantang's eyes turned red and she sneered, "So what?"

As long as her brother can survive, it doesn't matter if she dies.

If she had the chance to do it all over again and her brother lost his life because of her, her rebirth would be a joke.

Xie Zhiyan's pupils suddenly trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "Is Jiang Huaizhou so important to you?"

It’s so important that you’d do it at all costs, even if it meant dying.

Jiang Wantang's eyes were red, and tears unconsciously slid down the corners of her eyes: "He is the only relative in this world who truly treats me well."

"Without him, I would have been dead at the age of six."

Upon hearing this, Xie Zhiyan froze. When he heard the word "death", he felt as if someone had stabbed him in the heart.

An indescribable heartache welled up in my heart.

He had seen her in many forms: bright, charming, cunning, sinister, and unyielding...

I have never seen anyone cry so sadly.

Xie Zhiyan took a deep breath. He looked at Jiang Wantang, whose eyes were red, his eyes full of heartache and determination.

He said, "I promise to keep your brother safe."

"Don't act rashly again."

Jiang Wantang suddenly chuckled softly, his expression indifferent as he spoke each word with emphasis: "I don't trust anyone but myself."

The coldness and determination in her eyes made Xie Zhiyan's heart tremble.

He pursed his lips slightly, but still loosened his shackles on her little by little...