AWB Chapter 548 Wanwan, I was wrong
Chapter 548 Wanwan, I was wrong
"Your Majesty, please dismiss everyone. I wish to speak with you alone."
Fei Wan was carried from the stretcher to the couch.
Without waiting for the emperor to speak, he sat up on his own and took the initiative to make a request.
She was always polite and courteous, but she didn't even greet the emperor.
The emperor felt a little unwell.
However, Fei Wan's pale face was as fragile as thin porcelain, and there was not even a trace of blood on her lips. Her fragility was touching.
He suppressed his displeasure and dismissed the palace servants.
Cao Bin took his people away, closed the curtains and shut the door.
Only the two of them were left alone in their own little world.
"What do you want to say?" The emperor's face was grim.
Even seeing how haggard she was, it was difficult for him to look genuinely friendly.
He could not forget her stubbornness in leaving in anger the day before!
Fei Wan looked at the emperor with eyes full of smiles.
He stood up with difficulty and got off the couch. Every movement seemed to be painful.
"Your Majesty, I heard that in addition to arresting the spy on the list that night, they also followed the clues and arrested several other people. After interrogation, they found out that they deliberately placed the fake dragon robe in Chunxi Palace to frame him?"
As she spoke, she walked towards the emperor step by step.
The emperor frowned. "So what? Are you questioning me?"
"No. I was just confirming. That talisman was also used by them using Xin Xuanshi, right?"
The emperor said nothing this time, but just agreed.
Fei Wan continued, "I never told anyone about my previous experience reviewing memorials for His Majesty. They might have heard about it from He, or perhaps Cui Liang or someone else in the Imperial Court leaked it. After Pan'er called it out, it seems more and more people know about it now."
The emperor's expression grew increasingly gloomy. "What do you mean?"
Fei Wan had already walked in front of the emperor, looking haggard and emaciated, with her body swaying slightly.
She shook her head and smiled sadly.
"I am just tired."
"I have been blessed with grace this past year, and I have benefited greatly from it, which is why I have brought upon myself this kind of disaster."
"The spy risked his own life by placing a talisman on the Emperor's couch and a robe in Chunxi Palace, all to put me to death. He even publicly reviewed the memorials, tarnishing your majesty's reputation and leaving me exposed to public condemnation, condemning me to eternal damnation."
"Your Majesty is angry with me."
"Concubine Hui hit me."
"The queen and the other sisters all watched coldly."
"I have devoted all my efforts to helping Your Majesty, but in the end, I have ended up like this."
"I don't regret everything I've done, but I'm truly tired. Your Majesty, let's say goodbye now."
"If Your Majesty does not punish me for my presumptuous interference in government affairs, and does not grant me the death penalty, then I will voluntarily leave the palace and live in seclusion, never to set foot in the mortal world again."
Fei Wan knelt on the ground.
Her black hair was disheveled, like black jade against her pale, almost transparent face. Her eyes were both startlingly clear and startlingly dim.
No more gentle glances.
There is only endless fatigue, despair, and loss of desire to live.
Every inch of vulnerability made the king's heart tremble slightly.
She was so broken that he regretted his harshness.
"Zhao Qing, you..."
Why have you come to this point?
"Your Majesty, please stop calling me Zhaoqing and let me go."
The emperor reached out to pull it.
"If so, what if I don't let you go?"
"Don't let go?"
Fei Wan looked up in a daze.
Looking at the emperor, he laughed at himself.
There was a basin of warm water next to the dragon bed. It was there when the palace servants helped the emperor wash and had not had time to remove it.
Fei Wan wet her handkerchief inside and wiped off the makeup on her face in a few strokes.
She put on a layer of makeup before she came.
At this time, the makeup faded away, and the purple bruises on half of the cheek were clearly visible.
"Your Majesty, do you still want to keep this ugly concubine like this?"
Ignoring the emperor's astonished look, she continued to roll up her sleeves, revealing her scarred arms. "What about this?"
"Was it Concubine Hui who beat him?!"
"Your Majesty, this is what I deserve. I intended to murder Your Majesty and establish myself as emperor, and Concubine Hui deserved the beating. When more people learn of my crime, more people will come to beat me. Your Majesty, are you going to blame Concubine Hui for being too concerned about your safety and the safety of Daliang?"
The emperor felt a little guilty.
The interrogation by the Huben Guards ended long ago. It was he who did not clear Fei Wan's name and allowed her to stay in the Palace Administration Office, being subject to speculation and suspicion.
Fei Wan simply took off her outer clothes, leaving only the bellyband inside.
As a result, the red and purple scars on the shoulders and chest were also exposed.
The emperor's expression froze.
An extremely gentle yet suicidal smile appeared on Fei Wan's lips, which was heartbreaking.
"If there's this, there will be a next time. There will always be bad people who will harm me because of my favor. This time it's just some bruises, which will heal in a few days. But if next time, I'm really injured, leaving scars that can never heal, and I become an ugly monster, will Your Majesty still insist on keeping me in the palace?"
"Your Majesty's grace flows eastward like water; the sorrow of being in favor is replaced by the sorrow of being out of favor. I do not wish to face the day when you completely despise me. Your Majesty, please let me go."
She bowed her head.
A large area of back skin appeared before the emperor.
The wound on his back left by the Tartars when they entered the city was very deep. The mark is still there after such a long time and has not yet healed completely.
The emperor was instantly reminded of her bravery and devotion in returning to the capital despite the blood and gore, just to see him.
"Don't go, Wanwan!"
The emperor got out of bed in a panic.
He hugged her.
I just want to hold her, who is broken and desperate, in my arms forever and protect her forever.
Never let her be sad again.
"Seeing the red turn into green, thoughts abound... Open the box and inspect the pomegranate skirt."
Fei Wan rested her head on the emperor's chest and whispered the empress's love poem.
"They framed me to become empress, and that's when I remembered this poem." Fei Wan chuckled. "Just because her pomegranate skirt is wet with tears, does that prove she's in love? She doesn't love her emperor. She doesn't know that true love is 'walk after walk, walk after walk, forever parting with you,' 'an inch of longing turns to an inch of ashes.' How can it be as simple as opening a box to see a skirt?"
"My longing for you is endless and heavy, weighing me down to the point of suffocating me. Even if Your Majesty slaps me ten or a hundred times, I still can't stop missing you! These past two days in the Palace Administration Office, I've missed you so much that I don't want to suffer any more."
"I beg Your Majesty to let me leave the palace!"
She suddenly burst into tears and pushed the emperor away.
The emperor took her back again.
The two men pulled and tugged at each other, and the emperor's chest wound, which had not yet healed, began to bleed.
However, the emperor endured the pain and refused to let Fei Wan go.
"Wanwan, I will never hit you again. I was wrong!"
"I won't let you go!"
"Your Majesty, please let me go. I am too tired..."
"I just won't let go."
"Your Majesty, please..."
What a bitter and heartbreaking story.
Fei Wan sneered secretly in her heart.
From the moment Cao Bin visited the emperor in prison, she knew that the emperor just needed a stepping stone.
After finding out that she had no ambitions, the emperor dropped his guard and all that remained was just an emotional tug.
So she brought him the steps.
Lead him down the stairs to find her.
"Your Majesty, your wound has burst! Call the imperial physician!"
"No! Unless you promise to stay!"
"I won't...bleed. I'm bleeding so much. Your Majesty, please...Okay, okay, I promise, Your Majesty, you won't bleed anymore!"
Everything seems to be so natural.
The imperial physician was called.
The wound was re-bandaged.
Zhaoqing was no longer Zhaoqing, he called her Imperial Noble Consort Wanwan.
That night, Fei Wan stayed in Chen Qian Palace.
Although she did not sleep with him, her staying overnight showed that she had regained favor and glory.
Gong Zhengsi walked around. Was this all she deserved?
No.
After a long conversation and heartfelt confessions that lasted until midnight, the emperor "on his own" decided that he would attend the court for the last time of the year on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, even though he was injured.
He wants to take Fei Wan with him.