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

Wei Wujiu's voice was neither loud nor soft, yet it subtly conveyed a murderous aura.

It was a resounding statement, leaving no room for argument.

Lin Wantang gritted her teeth and used all her willpower to keep her expression calm, but she was already in a state of inner turmoil and panic.

How can I say it to dispel his doubts?

Wei Wujiu is a man of deep thoughts and exceptional intelligence. He rose from a commoner of unknown origin to a powerful minister who is now deeply trusted by the emperor, which shows how unfathomable he is.

Ordinary excuses would certainly not work, and the events of her previous life, coupled with her rebirth, were too bizarre. Even if she were to be frank, it would be difficult for him to truly believe her.

"Still coming up with excuses?"

Wei Wujiu smiled faintly, but the thick shadow in his long, beautiful phoenix eyes remained unchanged as he scrutinized her: "Or perhaps, you're trying to shift the blame?"

He wanted to see who this woman was colluding with besides the Grand Tutor's Mansion behind her, and why she wanted to drag him into this mess.

Lin Wantang's heart was suspended in suspense, like a funnel, as the burning incense slowly eroded her thoughts, like a sharp blade hanging over her head, threatening to shatter everything if she wasn't careful.

"Governor, Wan Tang is innocent!"

Lin Wantang took a deep breath, and the moment she opened her mouth, she took a half step back and knelt down to kowtow.

Wei Wujiu remained unmoved, only letting out a disdainful sneer, as if he had long been accustomed to this kind of thing and was tired of hearing the words "wrongfully accused."

Lin Wantang knelt on the ground, her chest pounding like a drum, but her voice remained relatively calm: "Wantang was unaware that the Governor's old illness was a secret of the court. Today, on our wedding day, Wantang was unable to bear the humiliation and spoke in haste. And this matter, Wantang dared not hide from the Governor. At first, she did not know whether it was true or false, but heard His Highness the Crown Prince mention it casually."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

Wei Wujiu highlighted the key point and murmured it softly.

Lin Wantang didn't look up and said, "Yes, this is exactly what His Highness the Crown Prince said. I dare not lie, much less fabricate anything to criticize the current Crown Prince."

Let alone the crime of deceiving the emperor, even the crime of disrespect would be enough to get the Grand Tutor's mansion into serious trouble, and the lives of nine generations of his family would be at stake. Lin Wantang would never dare to speak lightly of such a crime.

In her previous life, she had indeed learned some things about Wei Wujiu from Shen Huai'an.

Wei Wujiu stroked his chin with one hand, took a deep breath with interest, and slightly bowed to help Lin Wantang up: "If it really is Shen Huai'an, then why would he tell you something like this?"

Lin Wantang still didn't raise her eyes, but said frankly, "His Highness would never tell me such a secret lightly. It was only once when he failed in a spring hunt and drank a few too many wines. When he came to the Grand Tutor's mansion to discuss it with my father, he spoke a little too loudly and I overheard him."

Wei Wujiu silently fiddled with the jade thumb ring on his thumb.

Her slender, white fingers were smooth and clean, with clearly defined veins on her finger bones.

He had already guessed it was Shen Huai'an, but... he didn't expect Lin Wantang to be so straightforward in revealing Shen Huai'an's identity.

Could this be another way in which the two of them are plotting?

Lin Wantang didn't want to presume to know his doubts, so she asked, "Governor, you just mentioned that only His Majesty and the two chief physicians of the Imperial Medical Academy know about this old illness. Then... how did the Crown Prince find out?"

She desperately wanted to know if someone had leaked the information.

Or perhaps the emperor doesn't trust and rely on Wei Wujiu as much as he seems, and instead wants to take advantage of his old ailment so that Shen Huai'an can use it to do something?

In his previous life, Shen Huai'an was wary of Wei Wujiu and made all sorts of schemes against him, but these were all private power struggles. He did not do anything excessive on the surface. On the contrary, the emperor was the biggest threat to Wei Wujiu.

Lin Wantang recalled the filth she had heard about in her past life, and a chill ran down her spine. Her voice tightened with nervousness as she spoke, "Governor, could it be the Emperor...?"

"Do not speak recklessly!"

Wei Wujiu interrupted her in time, and at the same time pulled Lin Wantang closer, pressing her shoulder to sit down beside him. He casually raised his chin towards the window: "Be careful, the walls may have ears."

Lin Wantang was taken aback. "This... there are people in Jingyuan you can't trust?"

No, not at all.

Wei Wujiu's voice, which was tinged with a smile, was not only low and husky this time, but also unusually candid. Seeing Lin Wantang breathe a sigh of relief, he brushed a stray hair from her ear and said, "But don't you understand yet?"

"what?"

Lin Wantang was stunned for a moment, but then she smiled knowingly: "I understand. There are no servants or attendants of dubious origin or whom you can't trust in the Governor's Jingyuan, but that may not be the case in the Imperial Palace."

To put it bluntly, Wei Wujiu's old illness was a secret, but it wasn't something that everyone couldn't find out. It was a secret that no one could know. There might be people around the emperor like Shen Huai'an, and the same was true for the Imperial Hospital.

"Who leaked it is not important right now, what's important is..."

Wei Wujiu suppressed his suspicions at the opportune moment and looked at Lin Wantang again with great interest. When his drawn-out words aroused her curiosity, he smiled and said instead, "Your marriage to me."

Lin Wantang was taken aback, not expecting him to bring the topic back to itself. Feeling somewhat embarrassed and ashamed, she lowered her head and a slight blush crept onto her ears.

Cuckoo!

Suddenly, the calls of cuckoos echoed from the quiet outside.

Wei Wujiu frowned slightly, casually straightened his robe with one hand, and was about to get up when Lin Wantang approached him: "Commander, there is something else I would like to tell you."

Wei Wujiu paused slightly: "What is it?"

Lin Wantang stood up, picked up the porcelain bottle of incense powder on the table, scooped some out with a silver spoon, added a little to the incense burner, and watched the smoke rise and the air filled with a calming and soothing fragrance, but she could not suppress the anger in her heart.

So much so that her fingers gripping the silver spoon tightened involuntarily.

"Shen Huai'an, the Crown Prince, is also my childhood sweetheart. The Governor should know this, but you may not know this..."

Her voice, hoarse and strained, rang out as she looked at him with a desperate gamble. The suppressed flames in her eyes seemed to flicker and burst forth: "I hate him. If I could, I would make him suffer terribly, die a horrible death!"

Wei Wujiu's silent breathing became heavy.

He looked down at the woman in front of him, and surprisingly... he couldn't see that she was feigning illness to create a false impression.

On the contrary, Lin Wantang seemed to have experienced all sorts of hardships, suffered unbearable misfortunes, and suffered deep injustices. Every word seemed to express the deep-seated hatred in his heart, and every sound seemed to express the blood of pent-up grief and indignation in his heart.

"You hate him?" Wei Wujiu frowned as he walked towards her. "Just because of today's wedding, he wants to demote you to a concubine and forbid your bridal sedan chair from entering through the main gate of the East Palace?"

If that's the case, then this woman is far too petty and narrow-minded.