Meng Wan had no interest in listening to what she said next, and her delicate brows furrowed even more.
Prince Heng saved her? How could that be? If she remembered correctly, she and Prince Heng had never met before, so why would he save her?
Full of doubts, Prime Minister Meng and his third wife also heard the news of her waking up and rushed over. They inevitably showered her with concern and asked her to take her pulse again. It took quite a while before they stopped.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, the Third Madam held Meng Wan's hand tightly, tears streaming down her face without her realizing it: "Thank God, it's alright now, it's finally alright..."
Meng Wan was still puzzled when she inadvertently met her father's probing gaze, which was also full of questions. Meng Wan knew that he must also want to know why she had attracted the Prince of Heng to come to her rescue, but she was really confused and could only avoid her father's gaze, her eyes blank.
Fortunately, General Meng noticed that she was weak and simply told her to rest well and not to think too much. Then he left with the Third Madam.
Looking at the two figures, Meng Wan, lying on the bed, could no longer fall asleep, her mind filled with questions.
Why did Prince Heng save her? And what should be done afterward? Will the truth ever be found? ... One thing after another, the more I think about it, the more confused I become.
I don't know if it was the effect of the medicine, but after a short while, I fell asleep again.
She slept soundly, and when she woke up it was completely dark. Because of her serious injuries, she could not move and could only stare at the outside of the tent. In the dim light, she could vaguely see a figure sitting in front of the window. Thinking it was Huan Yan, she called out softly, but when the curtain was lifted, she saw Feng Qi's handsome face.
Meng Wan was clearly taken aback for a moment. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed her body as she struggled to get up, and said in a displeased tone, "You should rest properly. Who gave you permission to get up?"
Meng Wan, unsure of the source of his anger, shrugged and then raised her hand: "I just wanted some water, could you please—"
She could order people around without batting an eye. Feng Qi couldn't help but glare at her, both amused and annoyed. She then went outside and returned shortly with two porcelain bowls in her hands.
"Drink this first." A bowl of dark, bitter-smelling medicine was held up in front of her.
Meng Wan frowned slightly: "Is this medicine?"
"nonsense!"
Meng Wan was rather unhappy. She was still sick and in pain, and he not only didn't care at all, but also acted as if someone owed him a hundred taels of silver. "I don't want to drink it. I've already drunk the medicine the doctor prescribed."
"This is different, drink it." He still had that cold demeanor.
Meng Wan was completely annoyed: "Why are you making that face? What did I do wrong?"
You dare ask!
"Why didn't you come to me when something happened? The Blood Kite was hanging around your neck, what were you doing then?"
this...
"I'm locked up in the dungeon, so even if I come to you, it won't do any good!"
V18 The Scapegoat Scheme (Part 1)
"Why didn't you come to me when something happened? The Blood Kite was hanging around your neck, what were you doing then?"
this...
"I'm locked up in the dungeon, so even if I come to you, it won't do any good!"
"You..." Feng Qi was speechless. She swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. Looking at her pale face and clear eyes, she couldn't say anything. She could only sigh and bring the medicine bowl to her lips again: "Never mind, never mind, forget I said anything. Drink the medicine quickly. I specially had it prepared for you. I guarantee it will be more effective than the medicine prescribed by those doctors."
His tone softened considerably.
Seeing this, Meng Wan, who had been so aggressive just moments before, suddenly lost her temper. She glanced at him, then lowered her head again, looking at his slightly concerned expression, and felt a mix of emotions.
Without saying another word, she simply drank the bowl of medicine down in one gulp with his help.
There was definitely some bitterness, but it was much better than I had imagined. It seemed like they had put in quite a lot of sugar. Finally, they gave Meng Wan some water before taking out a cloth bag from their bosom.
"There are three doses of medicine inside. Take one dose each day, and the wound will heal within three days."
Meng Wan took the bag. There were instructions on how to use the medicine written on the outside. She glanced at it and felt that the handwriting looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before. She raised her eyebrows slightly: "Did you write this?"
Feng Qi, unsuspecting, nodded casually and, without giving her a chance to ask any more questions, laid her down again, pulled the brocade quilt over her, watched as she opened her eyes and looked at him, and reached out to tap her forehead.
This familiar gesture startled Meng Wan again, leaving her momentarily stunned. She stared at him blankly for a long while before finally finding her voice: "Feng Qi, thank you for saving me."
--
Meng Wan's expression was somewhat strange, but he didn't think much of it. After she fell asleep, he came out of her room. Pu Yang appeared out of nowhere and rushed to his side: "Master, I've found something!"
He stood there, and only turned around slowly when he heard the noise: "Speak."
Puyang stepped forward: "Just as Your Highness guessed, Ji Yunhe left the mansion immediately after being demoted, and his destination..."
He paused at this point, glanced at the man's face, and then continued, "The Third Prince's residence."
--
Meng Wan's injuries are gradually improving. In just three to five days, the wounds on her body have begun to scab over. However, it is still somewhat difficult for her to get out of bed and walk, given how serious the injuries were.
During this time, it was heard that the matter of the sachet was being investigated in detail, and the person in charge of this matter was none other than Prince Heng, Huangfu Mi.
Meng Wan was thus able to recuperate at home for the time being, but she didn't know what she was feeling. During their conversation that day, she clearly sensed something unusual, but she didn't say anything. In the days that followed, she pretended not to know anything, wanting to see when he was going to tell her the truth.
Thus, life became increasingly peaceful. She didn't say much about the sachet. Occasionally, when someone came to the mansion to inquire, she would tell them everything she knew. The rest was just to focus on recovering from her injuries.
The weather was warm, and although the New Year was approaching, the atmosphere in the mansion was somewhat somber because of the matter of the sachets. However, it did not affect the festive atmosphere at all. Bright red lanterns were hung up, and the whole place was filled with joy.
In their spare time, Huanyan and Muci would help make paper-cut window decorations. Mengwan couldn't do it because of her injured fingers, so she would just watch from the side. The group chatted and laughed, making it quite lively.
Just then, someone outside announced that the Fifth Prince was requesting an audience.
Huangfu Yu has been visiting her from time to time these past two days. When talking about her previous misfortune, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. After all, on that day, after being frightened by the Emperor and glared at by the Empress, he lost the courage to plead for Meng Wan.