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Text 224: King Zheng is assassinated

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    Wenwan thought, in two days it will be Chinese New Year.  I have to prepare gifts for my grandpa and uncle.  You have to prepare gifts that they like and make them happy.

    Xia Ying hurriedly came in, "Princess, the prince has been assassinated."

    Wen Wan was in the study, sitting on the imperial concubine's chair, reading information. Xia Ying's words made Wen Wan excited. She threw away the things in her hands and ran towards Yanghe Hall.

    Wen Wan's head is confused. What she is thinking about now is that nothing will happen to her uncle. Nothing will happen to her uncle.

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    Wen Wan¡¯s mind was blank. After hearing what Xia Yao said, it took a while for Wen Wan to come back to her senses.  My uncle has met countless assassins before, and the current assassins should have no problem.  Try to steady yourself.  He put down his steps and asked Xia Yao, "Who is the assassin? Have you found any evidence? But you can't find anything?"

    Xia Ying shook his head and said, "Princess, the assassin this time is none other than a staff member of the prince's side. I didn't expect this staff member to be so hidden."

    Wen Wan was stunned, and her heart trembled, "Who? It can't be Shen Jian, right?" Mr. Chen was recommended by the teacher, and there is absolutely no way he is a spy.  As for Wen Wan, these two staff members were the only ones he knew. He really didn't know the rest.

    Xia Ying glanced at Wen Wan with admiration: "After checking his background, that person is from the Chen family, which was poisoned by the princess and exterminated."

    Wen Wan thought of Grandma Chen, and then of Staff Chen.  Wen Wan walked quickly towards Yanghe Hall, gritting her teeth.  A wise concubine.  What a virtuous concubine, I didn¡¯t expect that she would insert the nails so secretly.  Concubine Xian, if something unexpected happens to my uncle, I will definitely ask your son to pay for his life.

    Wen Wan rushed towards Yanghe Hall in a hurry.  As soon as he entered the Yanghe Hall, he saw the emperor standing there with a frosty face.  Wen Wan hurried over and pulled the emperor's clothes and legs.  He looked at the emperor in horror.  I'm afraid of hearing some bad news: "Grandpa Emperor, uncle, uncle, are you okay?"

    The emperor's shoulders were trembling as he looked at Wen Wan.  Sighed deeply.  Holding Wen Wan's hand.  Walking to the bed, "Wen Wan, if something happens to Lao Ba, what should you do?"

    After Wen Wan heard this, her legs softened and the emperor held her back.

    Wen Wan is completely stupid in his head.  Impossible, how is this possible? His uncle came to see him yesterday.  It was alive yesterday, why is it gone?  Impossible, this must be fake.  She was lied to.  Wen Wan held back tears and held the emperor's hand.  Looking at the emperor expectantly: "Grandpa Emperor, uncle is fine. You scared me, right?"

    The emperor¡¯s eyes were dim, ¡°If something happens to your uncle, what will happen to you?¡±

    Wen Wan's whole body was shaking. For the first time in history, she did not lower her head, but her whole body was filled with anger.  If Wen Wan's current rival is anyone, it is Prince Zheng (the emperor is too powerful to worry about anything happening).  Wen Wan said bitterly: "Grandpa Emperor, what will happen to your children if someone kills your father?" There is no need to answer this question.

    An incomprehensible look flashed in the emperor's eyes: "Don't worry, we have received the news, your uncle will not be a big hindrance."

    Wen Wan is still worried, what an obstacle it is if it¡¯s not a big obstacle!  She must see with her own eyes that her uncle is fine before she can feel relieved.  I still asked the emperor to go to the palace.  Only after seeing it can you feel relieved.

    The emperor knew what she was thinking, "Would grandpa still lie to you? If you don't believe it, your uncle should come to the palace later. I will let him visit you then. You go back first!" The emperor was very tired, indeed.  I am tired, my heart is tired.  I want some quiet time.

    Wen Wan knew that the emperor was in a bad mood, and with her words, the emperor would definitely not want to see her now.  So he left the Yanghe Hall honestly.  But she didn't want to leave now. She originally wanted to wait at the palace gate.  But Xia Yao wouldn't let it go.  So Wen Wan had to stay aggrievedly not far from Yanghe Hall.

    In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the ground is covered with a thin layer of silver-white frost, and a stream of cold air penetrates into the bones.  Various ice sculptures hang on the surrounding trees. The ice sculptures are in various shapes and crystal clear, like pieces of white jade, like lanterns, and like warriors wearing silver sharp swords.

    Wenwan is standing in this world that seems to have turned white.  The biting cold wind blew against her face, and Wen Wan shivered from the cold. She rubbed her hands and stamped her feet in order to stay warm.  Xia Yao asked her to go back, but Wen Wan refused to go back.  Not seeing Prince Zheng intact, she couldn't feel relieved when she went back and couldn't do anything.  Might as well wait here.

    When Eunuch Wen got the news, he whispered: "Your Majesty, the princess is waiting for Prince Zheng outside the palace. Your Majesty, it's freezing outside with ice and snow! The princess's health is not good, so if she catches a cold, it¡¯s not the emperor who feels distressed.  "

    The emperor sighed slightly: "This girl, let her come in! Don't really freeze." This stubborn temper is exactly the same as Lao Ba's.

    Wen Wan is indeed cold.  Entering the house, I shivered again.  The emperor looked at his little face and turned pale, and his lips were blue from the cold.  He couldn't help but scold Wen Wan.

    Wen Wan lowered her head and suffered. After getting warm, she felt restless in the Yanghe Hall. She didn't see anyone, and she felt uneasy.

    Wenwan ran to the door from time to time to see if King Zheng was coming.  They are all emperors and grandfathers. Wouldn't it be better to let yourself go and see them?  This will save you anxiety and burn people's hearts.

    Wenwan finally heard familiar footsteps and ran out.  I saw familiar people, from head to toe, there was no plaster, and there was no one to support me.  Wearing a court dress, it's very normal.  Wen Wan let out a long sigh of relief, which scared her to death.

    King Zheng looked at Wen Wan's anxious look, and then relaxed when he saw him.  He chuckled and said, "It's okay, Wan'er is worried."

    Wen Wan didn¡¯t hear what King Zheng said at all.  Seeing that Prince Zheng was indeed fine, her worried heart dropped.  But she was aggrieved, very aggrieved.  This kind of life has been going on for two years. Every day, they are on tenterhooks and terrified. How long will they, uncle and nephew, continue to live like this?

    Seeing Wen Wan's little face turn pale, King Zheng was filled with fear. "Don't worry, uncle is fine. How could a helpless scholar assassinate uncle? I haven't seen anything in these years. Don't worry, everything is fine."  of."

    When Wen Wan heard about the assassination, she thought about how she was almost killed over and over again.  She couldn't help crying, she felt wronged.  Why, why.  Why should their uncle and nephew have to live such a life of fear?  Why can they harm people without limit?  If they are not allowed to kill him, why should they be treated like uncles and brothers?

    Wenwan thought about her several narrow escapes and the hardships that King Zheng had to go through step by step.  She almost died because of Aunt Chen. If there was something wrong with her uncle, and the emperor's grandfather was getting older, she would be the only one left in the world, helpless.  Moreover, the emperor indulged King Zhao and Concubine Xian so much, so it didn't matter if they were imprisoned, they would still be evil.  Wen Wan is very aggrieved, extremely aggrieved and extremely angry.  But this anger can't be vented.  Because she couldn't really kill King Zhao.  She couldn't even do things that her uncle didn't dare to do.

    Crying is her only way to vent.  It's the only thing that can be done.  I cried quietly at first, but the more I cried, the more I felt aggrieved, and my voice became louder and louder.  In the end, he just howled.  The howling was so loud that not only the people in Yanghe Hall heard it, but also people three miles away could hear it.  This is Wenwan crying in the true sense of the word.  In the past, tears were shed without making any sound.  This time I cried for real.

    King Zheng didn¡¯t know that being gentle meant being aggrieved or afraid.  She thought Wenwan was worried about her body.  The gentle howling made King Zheng confused and at a loss.  All he could do was squat down and wipe her tears.  I was coaxing him to stop crying.  In the past, he always looked like a little adult.  I'm crying like this now.  King Zheng was really unable to resist.

    The emperor was sitting quietly in the palace waiting for King Zheng to come in. After waiting for a long time, Wen Wan came crying and hurriedly walked out.

    Seeing Wen Wan hugging King Zheng and crying very sadly.  Seeing Wen Wan crying as if she would never stop, her whole body trembled with convulsions.

    The emperor knew this and couldn't help but walked over and took Wen Wan from Prince Zheng's hand, "Silly girl, is your uncle okay now? Stop crying. With grandpa here, nothing will happen to you or your uncle."

    Wen Wan cried so hard that she couldn't breathe. After listening to the emperor's words, she held the emperor's waist with one hand: "Grandpa Emperor, when will such days end? Why do things like this happen again and again? Grandpa Emperor, I can't stand it.  Stop it, I really can't stand it."

    The emperor was very awe-inspiring after hearing her words.  Wen Wan's words have a deep meaning.  But at the end, the awe-inspiring feeling turned into pity, "Silly boy, you said before that birth, old age, illness and death are the ways of heaven. Why are you so scared now."

    Wen Wan said hoarsely, "I just want you, grandpa, to have more time to take care of your health. I hope that grandpa can live a long life and be with Wen Wan forever. The same goes for uncle. With the emperor's grandpa and uncle here, Wen Wan  Wan Wan is the happiest person in the world. Grandpa Emperor, you must be good. Wen Wan should not be an orphan. "

    The emperor touched her head and comforted her, "It's okay. It's all over. Everything will be fine in the future. Grandpa will be fine. Grandpa will also watch Wen Wan get married and have children, and give grandpa a fat great-grandson."

    After thanking him, Wen Wan looked at King Zheng as if he was normal and his arms and legs were not injured.  But Wen Wan just doesn't feel at ease and insists on letting the imperial doctor take a look.Dr. Wang checked King Zheng's pulse and said everything was fine.  Wen Wan was completely relieved.

    After taking a rest, Wen Wan saw the father and son discussing government affairs. Wen Wan calmed down and returned to the palace.  (To be continued)
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