After being forced to leave the marriage, I became the wife of a top scholar.

Chapter 230 He is Special

The person outside seemed very anxious and knocked on the door a few more times.

Lin Yunche stood up, walked to the door, and gently opened it. Because of the darkness, Lin Yunche could not see the face of the person who came in.

The person slipped into the room and said anxiously to Lin Yunche, "Mr. Yun, could you please close the door first?"

Lin Yunche used the candlelight in the room to see the face of the person who came in.

Isn't he the man I met in the courtyard during the day?

Lin Yunche glanced at the man warily, and seeing that he had red eyes and was about to cry, he closed the door as the man had said.

As soon as the door closed, the person who came knelt down in Lin Yunche's direction without waiting for him to turn around.

"Mr. Yun, please, please save Wushuang."

Lin Yunche frowned deeply. "Who are you? And who is Wushuang?"

"How can you be so sure that I can save you?"

Wu Huan raised his head, and the tear tracks on his face were clearly visible. It was clear that he had just cried bitterly, and for quite some time, otherwise his eyes would not be so swollen as lanterns.

Wu Huan began to answer Lin Yunche's questions one by one.

"I am Wuhuan, and the person who was taken away today is Wushuang."

"We two came to Xueyan Palace three years ago."

"I beg you, please go and save Wushuang now. If you're willing to save him, I'm willing to do anything for you."

After Wu Huan finished speaking, he kowtowed repeatedly to Lin Yunche.

Lin Yunche knew that these male prostitutes suffered in Xueqiao's palace, but how could he care about their suffering now?

Putting everything else aside, just considering his identity, once Princess Xueqiao reveals his true identity...

He probably won't even be able to leave the Northern Dynasty alive, let alone find Lin Sishu.

"Sorry, I can't save him!" Lin Yunche said expressionlessly.

Wu Huan thought Lin Yunche was angry because he hadn't answered his third question, so he quickly shook his head.

"No, no, no! Mr. Yun, you can save him."

"You just asked me how to save her, Mr. Yun. As long as you go to see the master and say a word, she will listen to you."

After Wu Huan finished speaking, he began to kowtow to Lin Yunche again.

Lin Yunche didn't understand, "Wushuang, is it called Wushuang?"

“Yes!” Wu Huan replied.

"Xueqiao only asked Wushuang to keep her company, why would you tell me to go and save her?"

Upon hearing Xueqiao's name, Wuhuan visibly trembled, and he almost stammered as he said, "Wushuang will die!"

"Master will torture Wushuang to death."

“Mr. Yun, Wushuang was already seriously injured before you arrived.”

"I beg you, I beg you, only you can save him."

"Please save him!"

Lin Yunche inadvertently noticed a deep ligature mark on Wu Huan's neck, clearly indicating that a rope had been embedded in his flesh.

"I saved him, so you're all mine now?" Lin Yunche asked.

Seeing that Lin Yunche had relented, Wu Huan immediately nodded, "Yes! As long as you can save Wushuang, I'll give you my life, even if it costs me my life."

Wu Huan looked at Lin Yunche in horror, fearing that Lin Yunche would look down on his worthless life.

"Okay! You can go back now."

"I'm going to save Wushuang."

Wu Huan was surprised that Lin Yunche actually agreed.

"Okay! I'll go out now!" Wu Huan opened the door, looked around to make sure no one was there, and carefully left Lin Yunche's room, returning to her own room.

Lin Yunche walked out the door and called out towards the courtyard gate, "I want to see Qiaoxue."

The mere mention of the name Qiaoxue was enough to send shivers down the spines of the guards and everyone living in the courtyard.

Lieyan stormed out of the door in a fit of rage. He had been in Xueyan Palace for five years and had never seen anyone dare to call her by her given name.

This man is likely to die tonight.

The male courtesan Ling'er also rushed into the courtyard. He first bowed respectfully to Lin Yunche, and then said softly, "Mr. Yun, what business do you have with the master?"

"Let's go to Tongbing."

Ling'er had spent more time in Xueyan Palace, and he knew that Princess Xueqiao treated this Mr. Yun very differently. He was special. If it were anyone else, they could have executed the person on the spot without even having to report to the princess if they had just called out the princess's name.

But he dared not approach the person in front of him.
Lin Yunche smiled slightly, "A day apart feels like three autumns. Just tell Xueqiao that."

The male prostitute Ling'er shuddered slightly, then said with a smile, "Please wait a moment, Mr. Yun, I will go and inform my master."

Wu Huan hid in the house, watching Lin Yunche standing straight in the courtyard, and was really worried for him.

"I never imagined that this guy really held such a high place in that woman's heart."

"It seems that Wushuang can be saved today."

Wu Huan's heart, which had been pounding with fear, finally began to calm down.

"Wushuang, you must hold on, please don't let anything happen to you!" Wuhuan prayed silently.

Despite it being so late at night, the palace was brightly lit with candles when Lin Yunche arrived.

Ling'er gently pushed open the palace door and said to Lin Yunche, "Mr. Yun, please go in. It's inconvenient for me to see you in right now."

Lin Yunche could sense Ling'er's fear, and he smiled and replied, "Okay! Thank you."

Lin Yunche entered the palace. Unlike during the day, the palace now faintly exuded a strong smell of blood.

The further he went in, the stronger the smell of blood became.

Princess Xueqiao walked out from behind the palace, having changed back into her favorite bright red dress.

"Young Master Lin, I didn't expect you to still want to see me so late."

Two blushes suddenly appeared on Xueqiao's face.

Lin Yunche smiled wickedly, "I mainly came to check on the princess because I was afraid she couldn't bear the pain of the poison."

Upon hearing the mention of poison, Xueqiao burst into laughter.

"Young Master Lin! Young Master Lin! You say you cherish women, yet you personally poisoned me."

"Do you know that these past two days, every time you paint for me, my poison flares up, and I suffer unbearable pain?"

"But I still held back. Do you know why?" Xueqiao asked, looking at Lin Yunche's face.

"Why?" Lin Yunche asked cooperatively.

"Because the person standing in front of me is you!"

"I don't want you to see me in such a sorry state, so I have to bear it," Xueqiao said, her face full of grievance.

"What if you can't hold back anymore?" Lin Yunche asked.

A cold glint flashed in Xueqiao's eyes. She twisted her body and walked up to Lin Yunche, hooking her arm around his sleeve.

"You want to see?"

Lin Yunche nodded.

"Alright, I'll show you!" Qiaoxue pulled him step by step toward the back of the hall.

With each step closer, Lin Yunche could feel the bloody smell growing stronger.

As he approached the rear guard, he could hear painful groans.

"What...what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)