Forcing me to become a concubine? Remarrying the Ninth Prince, she'll be pregnant all over the

Disillusionment.

Lin Wantang tasted the metallic saltiness in her mouth, and with her last ounce of strength, she gripped Wei Wujiu's sleeve: "Governor, you should believe me now, right? Even if... even if you don't believe me, you can't summon the imperial physician..."

The sound was intermittent and broken.

Exhausted, she collapsed into his arms and fainted.

Wei Wujiu's pupils contracted slightly, and he instinctively hugged her tighter.

He looked at the pale face of the person in his arms, so weak that it seemed like a cloud that could dissipate in an instant. Even the faint breath was too weak. Wei Wujiu's eyes were gloomy as he pondered. After a moment, he summoned Chunhen and Qiuying.

"Give the order not to summon the imperial physician for the time being."

"Yes..."

Chunhen and Qiuying were puzzled. They exchanged a glance and bowed in response. Out of the corner of their eyes, they caught a glimpse of Wei Wujiu's face, which was cold and unchanging. However, having served him for many years, they could still sense the immense anger hidden within the governor.

Not angry.

The two women hurriedly lowered their heads, but Chunhen hesitated and timidly asked, "My lord, what's wrong with Miss? Should we help her back to the courtyard?"

Whether he lives or dies, or how badly he is injured, this is Mozhai, Wei Wujiu's private residence. Normally, no outsiders are allowed to approach it. How could the Commander leave someone in his room?

Unexpectedly, Chunhen heard Wei Wujiu casually say, "No need."

Then, he was seen holding Lin Wantang and lying down again, only turning his head to instruct, "Come and help her change her clothes."

"Here you go!"

Chunhen thought to herself, "How come the sun has risen in the west?" But she didn't dare to delay and hurriedly bowed and went forward with Qiuying to lower the bed curtains. She was about to go back to the courtyard to get Lin Wantang's change of clothes when she saw Wei Wujiu raise his chin at a cabinet on one side.

"No need for trouble, go and fetch what is mine."

This time, not only Chunhen but also Qiuying were greatly shocked. However, the two did not dare to question her, so they went to the chest and cabinet to take out a set of clean undergarments that Wei Wujiu was not wearing for the time being, and quickly changed Lin Wantang's clothes.

Throughout the process, Lin Wantang showed no reaction, remaining completely unaware even when her injured shoulder and neck were accidentally touched.

She was in a coma and had a high fever, which had made her unconscious.

Wei Wujiu signaled the two away, then knelt down on the couch and helped Lin Wantang sit up slowly. He concentrated his power in his palm and placed it on her back, trying his best to use his internal energy to suppress the poison.

Half an incense stick's time passed, and Wei Wujiu withdrew his strength and focused his breath. He helped her lie down again, covered her with a brocade quilt, and looked at her face, which was still weak and in poor condition. His eyes were deep.

Whether she can pull through depends on fate.

"No!"

His turbulent thoughts resurfaced with the scene of the incident, and the sound of her urgent and anxious voice echoed in his ears.

Wei Wu had a hidden weapon in his mouth, which caused him to bleed black blood from his mouth even when he was spouting wild words. Wei Wujiu had seen through this early on and was waiting to see Wei Wu suffer the consequences of his actions.

Unexpectedly, Lin Wantang thought he was unguarded and even risked pushing him away.

"Governor, you should believe me now, right? Even if... even if you don't believe me, you can't summon the imperial physician..."

Wei Wujiu recalled her last words before she fainted, and his brows furrowed even more. Before getting up and leaving, he slowly added, "That should be reversed. You should choose to believe me."

Planning ahead and taking ten steps ahead for every step he takes has always been his guiding principle over the years.

But she also knew that the imperial physician should not be summoned, and that Wei Wu's sudden assassination attempt was too suspicious. Before the mastermind behind the scenes appeared, she must remember not to alert the enemy and ruin the grand plan.

"Not bad, he's got some brains."

Wei Wujiu murmured to himself, then pushed open the door and left.

Upon arriving at the side room of Mozhai, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood. Ye Ying and an old man dressed as a eunuch knelt together inside. When they saw Wei Wujiu walking in, the two of them kowtowed.

"Commander, your subordinates have investigated Wei Wu's activities in the mansion over the past five years. Anyone who had close contact with him has been taken to the Eastern Depot and handed over to Commander Zhang for severe interrogation."

Wei Wujiu grunted in acknowledgment, walked to the table, and casually added more incense to the incense burner. "Remember to pass down the order to keep the news under wraps. No one is allowed to disclose the assassination attempt in the manor."

"yes!"

Nighthawk responded and presented the list of those to be investigated.

Wei Wujiu washed his hands with a handkerchief, then leaned against the table, casually draping his long robe over his body. The dark color of the robe, mixed with his inner garment, reflected the calm and indifferent expression on his face.

Her legs, casually leaning against the ground, were straight and long.

He flipped through the roster, smiled, and tossed it back to Nighthawk.

"The people here are mostly old-timers in the manor, with clean records and loyal hearts. Go tell Commander Zhang to skip the torture and just go through the motions to release them."

As Wei Wujiu spoke, he habitually fiddled with the Bodhi seed bracelet in his hand, and then, still thinking about something, he smiled and said, "It's obvious that this is a trap set by Wei Wu. Even if he's dead, he wants to make this governor suspicious and restless."

Nighthawk frowned. "Then what should we do? We can't just ignore an assassination attempt, can we?"

"We need to investigate, but not in this way."

Wei Wujiu's thin lips paused, and he asked Ye Ying with interest, "If it were you, harboring ulterior motives, colluding with others to act as a spy, changing your name and identity to become a slave in this manor, and managing to remain undetected for five years, only to fail in your assassination attempt, was it a miscalculation on his part, or... was it deliberately orchestrated by the person behind the scenes who conspired with him?"

"Ah..." Night Hawk, not good at thinking, hesitated and said, "I am not very capable, but I feel it is the latter."

After all, Wei Wujiu was extremely skilled and possessed profound inner strength. Even the top swordsmen and knife-wielders in the martial arts world would have little chance of defeating him.

What merit or ability does Wei Wu, a mere nobody, have to think that an assassination attempt could succeed?

"So..." Wei Wujiu's smiling eyes gestured for Ye Ying to rise, "There are many suspicious points in this matter. Instruct all the undercover agents to investigate carefully."

"yes!"

Nighthawk, having nothing else to do, bowed and withdrew.

The old man, who was already kneeling beside Night Hawk, continued to kowtow, his clothes already soaked with tears, and his aged body trembled slightly.

It wasn't fear, but lingering fear.

The consequences were terrifying. Had Wei Wujiu been even slightly unprepared during the assassination attempt...

Jiang Fulu dared not think any further. Although he was old, he had been by Wei Wujiu's side since childhood. It was no exaggeration to say that he had watched him grow up. With such feelings, how could he not feel guilty and sad?

Knowing Jiang Fulu's temperament, Wei Wujiu didn't rush to help him up after entering the room. Now that no one else was around, he stepped forward and helped Jiang Fulu up, saying, "Father-in-law, why bother? There's no need for this between us."

Jiang Fulu, tears streaming down his face, choked back sobs and was about to speak when he paused and changed his words to: "My lord, this servant deserves to die! This servant was fulfilling his duty as steward, yet he allowed Wei Wugou to act so brazenly, almost ruining your important plans because of him..."

Before Jiang Fulu could finish speaking, Wei Wujiu's indifferent expression instantly changed.