The more excited Zhu Xuxing became, the calmer Wei Li became.
One is roaring out of control, the other is persuading with cold words.
In a rage, Zhu Xuxing made a move on Wei Li for the first time, punching him twice in the face until the corners of his mouth bleed.
Wei Li did not hide or retreat, but said calmly: "Your Highness, Concubine Huai will not die. This is the best way."
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Wei Li stretched his long arms in front of him: "Your Highness is not allowed to kill me. Even if I want to kill you, I have to wait until Your Highness settles the matter in Fengdu."
Zhu Xuxing was so angry that his face turned blue.
Wei Li said word by word: "For the sake of the eldest princess and your highness, I cannot die!"
The two faced each other and were silent for a long time.
Xu Zhihuai was tortured in the House of Internal Affairs and turned into a bloody human being in just half an hour. She was lying on the ground in anger. The inmates in charge of the execution carefully checked her breathing and were too frightened to beat her any more. .
Just when they didn't know what to do, a team of Royal Guards came to lead them.
They showed Qingyihou's token expressionlessly and took the dying Xu Zhihuai away.
She was wrapped in fox fur and carried out of the palace.
The empress has ordered that Xu Zhihuai be demoted to a commoner and expelled from the palace.
She saved half her life, but lost all her grace and glory. From now on, the inner courtyard of the palace became her forbidden area.
Xu Zhihuai, who was half-dead, had only one place to go, the Qingyi Marquis Mansion.
When she woke up again, the pain came like a tide, impacting every fragile nerve in her. Xu Zhihuai felt that all the bones in her body were broken, especially her lower body... almost numb.
Xu Zhihuai wondered if he was paralyzed and became a complete invalid.
She looked at the gauze tent above her head and knew that this was not Jianzhang Palace.
Dim light, quaint furnishings, and a deserted atmosphere everywhere.
Xu Zhihuai tried his best to make a little sound from his throat, but no one responded.
The prince, Jinhua, they were not here... She struggled a few times, but still passed out.
One night later, Xu Zhihuai was awakened by the sound of crying in her ears. She opened her eyes and saw Jinhua kneeling in front of the bed in disgrace, her face clearly looking like she had been beaten.
Xu Zhihuai hummed in his throat, and Jinhua suddenly raised her head and opened her mouth.
Neither master nor servant could say a word.
Xu Zhihuai's lumbar spine was seriously injured and he was bedridden all day long. The bruises on his cheeks also turned an ugly purple-red color. At first glance, it looked like he had been disfigured.
Jinhua put away all the mirrors in the room, and when washing her face, she would not put the basin too close.
Xu Zhihuai was so keen and knew what she was worried about.
When she could speak, she slowly said: "If my face is ruined, our situation will not get worse. Don't worry..."
When Jinhua heard this, she just cried silently.
After a moment, she suddenly tugged on Xu Zhihuai's sleeve, touched water with her finger and wrote on the ground.
"Girl, run away."
Xu Zhihuai turned his head and glanced, laughing silently.
escape?
Where to escape?
The prince didn't come to see her, and Wei Li didn't show up for a long time. They seemed to have forgotten her.
Unfortunately, even if it is something they no longer want, they will not throw it away easily.
Jinhua hesitated and wrote another sentence on the ground.
"Girl, be patient."
Xu Zhihuai sighed softly, closed his eyes, and cut off the tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Jinhua, we have to endure it together!"
On the day Wei Li returned home, Xu Zhihuai could not sit up from the bed. She leaned half on Jinhua's shoulder and drank the strong and bitter soup spoonful by spoonful.
The moment he opened the door, Jinhua was frightened.
Xu Zhihuai looked up and found that he was wearing official uniform today. She whispered to Jinhua not to panic: "Hel me up."
Jinhua put a thick quilt behind her, supported her shoulders, and helped her sit firmly.
Wei Li came to the bed, put his hands behind his back, and looked at her condescendingly.
He saw the scars on her face and frowned in disgust: "The hand of the Ministry of Internal Affairs was really heavy."
Xu Zhihuai asked softly: "Where is Your Highness?"
"The prince is busy with government affairs, so he is naturally in the palace."
"Does Your Highness know that I am here?"
"It does not matter."
Xu Zhihuai listened to his sarcastic words and beat the bed unwillingly: "This is very important to me! Everything I do is for His Highness!"
Seeing her trembling tone, Wei Li curled his lips and smiled: "Xu Zhihuai, you are panicking."
Xu Zhihuai stared at him silently.
"You can't go back to the palace. As for His Highness...he will naturally think of you."
"Master Marquis, do you want me to stay in the Marquis Mansion permanently?"
Wei Li smiled again: "Besides here, where else can you find a place in the capital? You have offended the emperor and the empress, and everyone is disgusted."
Xu Zhihuai bit his lip: "Then the Marquis's hard work has been in vain... all the efforts over the past year have been in vain."
Wei Li knew that she was unwilling to give in. He kicked Jinhua away from her kneeling on the ground, lifted up his robe, and sat on the edge of the bed, very close to her.
His eyes were staring straight at her face, as if observing her injuries.
"What a pity, what a pity."
Xu Zhihuai met his complicated eyes: "Is it a pity for the person, or is it a pity for the face?"
"people……"
Wei Li deliberately protracted his tone and left half of his words: "What is there to be sorry for? There are thousands of women in the world, and there are countless ones with exquisite beauty."
Xu Zhihuai lowered his eyes and clenched his hands unconsciously.
"But you have your benefits."
Wei Li reached out to lift her chin and rubbed her skin with his fingertips: "You are brave enough to do anything."
Xu Zhihuai no longer had any hope of returning to the palace.
Since I can't go back to the palace, I might as well go back to Fengdu.
When she is haunted by nightmares, her hometown is vague.
"Master Marquis, I finally helped you this time. I wonder if I can ask for a reward?"
Wei Li smiled: "Are you still thinking of benefits?"
What a greedy woman!
Xu Zhihuai continued: "Anyway, I have no place in the capital anymore. Why don't you let me go and reward me with some broken silver as payment."
All her savings were in the palace and she didn't take out a penny. It comes back as it comes, money is still money, but it's never hers.
Wei Li raised his eyebrows: "You want to leave?"
"Even if the Marquis intends to help the Crown Prince support me for the rest of my life, I should be self-aware. Besides, my body and face are useless."
"It's not impossible to let you go, but it's just hard to explain to the prince."
Xu Zhihuai smiled coldly: "Explain... Lord Marquis, it's better to say that I am seriously injured and dead!"
It wasn't that she had no expectations in her heart, but the reality was too cruel.
She couldn't wait for her Highness to come, and he shouldn't come either. Rather than just looking forward to it, it would be better to make Zhu Xiuxing feel regretful. Whenever he thinks of her, he will be unable to sleep at night.
If possible, I really hope he can be heartbroken for the rest of his life.
