C81 Reject good intentions

Fu Huaiyu returned to his own residence, while listening to his subordinates report the situation to him.

"I heard that after you left, the Emperor went to the dungeon and got very angry. He then personally carried Concubine Xian out."

"Understood, you can go down first!" Fu Huaiyu raised his hand to indicate that they understood, and the black-clothed man disappeared in a flash in front of Fu Huaiyu.

Fu Huaiyu pondered over what he had said just now, a complicated look in his eyes.

"Fu Yuheng, Shen Qingwan. Heh, but it's getting more and more interesting." This Shen Qingwan was also being held responsible for the crime. Fu Yuheng had even directly carried her out of the prison, but he didn't know how he would clear this interesting woman of the crime!

Based on the current situation, it was very likely that Shen Qingwan would become Fu Yuheng's weakness. If this person had a weakness, she could be easily defeated. She only hoped that she wouldn't disappoint him!

Fu Huaiyu sat in front of the candle and thought over the current situation, revealing a meaningful cold smile.

The next day, Fu Yuheng went straight to Shen Qingwan's courtyard. He had never felt that this road was so long before, but today, it was as if Fu Yuheng's feet were filled with sand. Step by step, it was extremely difficult. Every single blade of grass and tree on this road was carved into the bottom of Fu Yuheng's heart.

Fu Yuheng thought back to yesterday when Shen Qingwan was lying on the bed with her life hanging by a thread. Her heart was filled with resentment; she really did not expect that she would be subjected to such cruel treatment. He didn't know if she would complain, or even hate him.

Fu Yuheng had yet to take a step into the courtyard's entrance when he finally made up his mind. He slowly stepped into the courtyard.

She looked around in confusion, and saw that the furnishings in the room were extremely familiar. It was actually her own sleeping hall, then she saw Lian Yun, who was guarding beside her bed, but she was unable to believe it.

"Lian Yun."

When Lian Yun heard the voice, she immediately woke up from her dream and looked at Shen Qingwan with a tearful smile.

Shen Qing Wan looked at Lian Yun and swallowed her saliva. She had been lacking water for the past few days, so her throat seemed to be smoking.

Lian Yun hastily poured a cup of water for Shen Qing Wan. Only after drinking two cups did she feel that her throat had become a little better.

However, suddenly, Lian Yun started to cry after looking at her face. She kept saying that she did not take good care of her, which was why he made her suffer so much.

Listening to Lian Yun's narration, she was slightly taken aback before she quickly reacted. She couldn't understand Fu Yuheng's actions at all.

Shen Qingwan laughed bitterly in her heart. She had to thank Fu Yuheng for suddenly being so pitiful in order to save her life, otherwise, if she died in prison in a unclear way, she might even be called a suicide by them. At that time, no one would care about her grievances anymore.

After forcing himself to speak to Lian Yun, Lian Yun saw that the sky was already bright outside and shouted that he wanted to cook some porridge for her.

Shen Qingwan felt like she was in another world. These few days were like an unattainable dream for her, in this dream she was so fragile, she could lose her life at any time.

"I've come to see you." Fu Yuheng walked in with great difficulty, not daring to meet Shen Qingwan's eyes. He did not dare to look at Shen Qingwan's cold gaze, and was even more afraid of seeing the resentment in her eyes.

"Are you feeling better?"

Shen Qingwan looked at Fu Yuheng's slightly gentle appearance coldly. The way he used the 'sweet jujube' technique was really good. First, he had beaten himself to death, and now, he was pretending to care.

In the past, he only felt that Fu Yuheng was cold and detached, but now, he felt that he had never met Fu Yuheng before. He ruthlessly made himself afraid, made himself afraid.

"Chenqie is much better now. Many thanks to the Emperor for his pity. I shall spare your life, allowing chenqie to continue to live on with her life." Shen Qingwan's voice was still hoarse. Even though she was weak, it carried a hint of coldness. She did not show any signs of weakness.

When Fu Yuheng heard her words, he frowned and stared at his. His eyes were deep and unfathomable as he stared at him without showing any signs of weakness. That cold and distant feeling pierced into his heart.

"Mistress, it's time to drink the porridge."

Lian Yun carried a bowl of porridge over. Seeing the awkward atmosphere between the two, she opened her mouth to say something, and looked at Shen Qing Wan with a pained expression.

When Master was carried back by the Emperor yesterday, she was covered in blood, her wounds were infected with pus, her clothes were tattered and she had a high fever. Hearing the Imperial Physician tell him about Master's condition, Lian Yun felt like his heart had been dug out.

"I shall do it." Fu Yuheng naturally took the bowl of porridge from Lian Yun's hand and scooped a spoonful. He blew the hot air around his mouth and placed it next to Shen Qing Wan's mouth.

"Chenqie dares not trouble Your Majesty." Shen Qingwan looked at him and slowly spoke. Her voice was cold and distant, as if she was a stranger.

"Heh, if you don't eat the porridge that I personally fed, it looks like Ninth Prince still has a way."

Shen Qingwan's attitude finally angered Fu Yuheng. Remembering that she was unclear about the Ninth Prince, Fu Yuheng also began to mock her in a bizarre manner.

"Your Majesty, your concubine doesn't understand your words. Your concubine has never tasted the porridge of the Ninth Prince before." Shen Qingwan looked at Fu Yuheng's mocking expression and sneered in his heart. He never believed in herself.

"Heh, although you haven't eaten his porridge, the medicine is still there!" Don't say that you don't know that he went to see you in prison. The two of you were unclear and colluded with each other. You even know what was written in the training. Do you still have any sense of justice and shame in your heart? "

Fu Yuheng was stung by Shen Qingwan's cold smile, and recalled what Fu Huaiyu had told him earlier. He was infuriated, unable to speak further.

"Chenqie and Ninth Prince only met by chance and didn't know why he went to visit Chenqie in prison. Besides, chenqie has been familiar with the teachings of women since she was young and hasn't forgotten about honor and honor."

When Shen Qingwan heard his words, her heart was already numb. The disappointment she felt towards him caused her expression to fade, as he had never understood her.

"Pa …"

Fu Yuheng was so infuriated by her confrontation that he lost his mind. He raised his hand and made a palm strike, and five finger marks were clearly imprinted on her ghastly face. Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

Shen Qingwan didn't cry. She just stared at him with a blank look on her face.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he smiled and spoke mockingly.

"Has the emperor vented his anger?"

"You …" Fu Yuheng was even more speechless after hearing those words. However, when he saw her appearance, he felt that he had really hit her too hard. He subconsciously reached out his hand to caress her face, but he stopped mid-air and turned around to leave.