klisemfg Chapter 220 Is Your Brain Fried?
Chapter 220 Is Your Brain Fried?
Just then, a maid's voice came from outside, saying that Lin Wanyi had something to discuss with Shen Sangwan.
After tidying up a bit, Shen Sangwan let the people in.
"Wanyi greets Your Highness."
Wen Yuening sat with Shen Sangwan. Although she didn't greet her directly, she still exchanged pleasantries with her.
"What business does Miss Lin have with me?"
Lin Wanyi knelt down and kowtowed, her voice resolute, "Knowing that Your Highness is worried about the matter of Prince Ming, Wanyi has a way to relieve Your Highness's worries."
A look of confusion appeared on Shen Sangwan's face as she asked, "How did you know what I'm worried about?"
"I came here today to ask Your Highness to let Wanyi leave, but when I arrived, I heard people outside saying that the Northern Witch sent someone to redeem Ajing. Wanyi guessed that Your Highness did not want to let him return to the Northern Witch."
I had originally intended to give it a try, but when I came in and saw the worried look on His Highness's face, I knew my guess was correct.
Her words startled Shen Sangwan and Wen Yuening. After exchanging a glance, they asked again, "What is Miss Lin's method—?"
"I dare to guess that Your Highness does not want A-Jing to die in Nan Jing, nor does he want him to return to Bei Wu and make a comeback. If Your Highness is willing to trust me, I can go back with him. With just one order from Your Highness, his life can be ended."
Lin Wanyi spoke very casually, as if she were simply talking about what to eat that night.
This also gave Shen Sangwan a deeper understanding of the person in front of her.
"Since the Northern Witches were willing to sacrifice several cities for him, you should be able to guess his importance within the Northern Witches' royal family. If you kill him within enemy territory, you'll be in serious trouble..."
“Your Highness, Wanyi was never one to want to live. If she can relieve Your Highness’s worries before she dies, it will be a way of repaying His Majesty for helping her escape that day and for Your Highness’s subsequent assistance.”
Lin Wanyi kowtowed again, her voice filled with fearlessness.
"Miss Lin, you..."
Shen Sangwan was speechless for a moment. She and Shen Yuchen saved her and helped her clean up the mess. They were only trying to help a good person escape from suffering within their own capabilities. They never thought of repaying them. Moreover, they had selfish motives when they saved her.
"If Your Highness does not trust Wanyi, then..."
Before Lin Wanyi could finish speaking, Shen Sangwan waved her hand to stop her, saying, "I just don't want you to throw your life away in vain."
Seeing that the other party was about to say something more, Shen Sangwan directly cut him off, "You go and rest first. I will think about this matter again."
Upon hearing this, Lin Wanyi knew she couldn't continue speaking, so she bowed and slowly left the room.
"Your Highness, are you unable to bear it?"
After everyone left, Wen Yuening took Shen Sangwan's arm and leaned her whole body against her shoulder.
Shen Sangwan remained silent, placing her hand on the back of Wen Yuening's hand and rubbing it repeatedly, her mind constantly pondering Lin Wanyi's words.
Seeing that the person next to her did not answer her, she did not continue to ask. Instead, she moved her head closer to Shen Sangwan's neck and found a comfortable position to nestle.
The two sat quietly like that for a long time.
"I'm going to check on Xiao Yan Yan."
Shen Sangwan suddenly blurted out a sentence, and Wen Yuening obediently stood up, "Then Yuening will accompany Your Highness."
After her fever subsided, Cen Yan felt dizzy and disoriented. When Shen Sangwan and Wen Yuening entered the room, she was leaning against the headboard, lost in thought.
Shen Sangwan called out several times, but the girl seemed not to hear her.
Seeing Cen Yan's slightly dazed expression, Shen Sangwan was truly startled.
She rushed to the bedside, grabbed the other person's hand, and asked in a very irritating tone, "Hey—Little Yan Yan, you didn't get brain damage from the fever, did you go crazy?"
The response was a merciless slap from Cen Yan, which landed squarely on her forehead.
"Ow~"
Caught off guard, Shen Sangwan was slapped hard, screaming in pain.
"You're not delirious from the fever, why won't you answer when I call you?"
Her response was another silence and a blank stare.
"Little Yan Yan? Little Yan Yan?"
She had initially thought the other person was just joking around and teasing her, but now, looking at Cen Yan's expression, it seemed less like an act.
"Ah Ning, come and see, is Xiao Yan Yan's fever making her brain confused?"
Wen Yuening stepped forward to check Cen Yan's pulse, but the other party skillfully dodged her.
"Shen Sangwan, have you ever considered that I'm so hungry... my brain is about to shut down?"
The slap she delivered to Shen Sangwan's forehead just now took a lot of effort.
"Oh! I... I'll have someone bring you some food right away."
Slow to react, Shen Sangwan hurriedly got up and went to the door, giving a few instructions to the maid guarding outside.
"I thought you had a high fever and your mind wasn't working properly. It scared me so much that my heart was pounding."
Upon returning, Shen Sangwan saw the other woman's disgusted expression and took Cen Yan's hand, intending to touch her own chest. "If you don't believe me, feel it for yourself."
Wen Yuening found a seat and sat down silently, her eyes fixed on Shen Sangwan, which sent a chill down one's spine.
Cen Yan quickly withdrew her hand, still shaking it incessantly, "Get lost, get lost, don't bother me."
"By the way, didn't I give you a little gadget for self-defense before? How come you still got captured by Shen Yujing's men?"
Shen Sangwan, who had retracted her claws, obediently moved a stool and sat down next to Wen Yuening.
“I left my things at Fuyu Pavilion. Ming Wang’s men intercepted us on our way back to the palace. It happened suddenly, and Ruoying and the others were not on guard, so they took advantage of the situation.”
Speaking of Ruoying, Cen Yan's heart tightened, and she asked repeatedly, "Is Ruoying alright? There seemed to be a lot of men in black when I was taken away."
When Shen Sangwan heard Cen Yan mention Ruoying, she was furious. "Don't talk to me about her. If it weren't for Xiaotong saying she sensed your presence at the foot of the mountain, I would have thought you were enjoying a comfortable life in the palace. I never expected that such a big thing happened to you, and she didn't even report it to me."
The words reached Cen Yan's ears, conjuring up a completely different scenario, and she stammered in fright, "Could it be that she has already—"
"While you were unconscious, I sent someone back to inquire about the situation. The reply should arrive in Huzhou in less than two days."
Cen Yanlu's hands, which were exposed outside the quilt, unconsciously clenched the quilt, and her brows furrowed involuntarily.
"Oh dear, Ruoying is highly skilled in martial arts. Don't overthink it. Maybe she's just afraid that the news of your abduction will reach my ears and affect my ability to go to the battlefield."
Seeing Cen Yan becoming increasingly exhausted, Shen Sangwan quickly spoke up to comfort her.
She had only intended to complain a little, but she didn't expect that it would make her daughter Yan Yan imagine other things, leaving her somewhat at a loss.
Wen Yuening, who remained silent, kept a close eye on Cen Yan's emotions. She leaned close to Shen Sangwan's ear and whispered a few words. The two looked at each other and smiled.
"Little Yan Yan, you wouldn't really..."