Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 883 Finale (9) Here Comes the Opportunity

On the way back home, Wen Wan rubbed her forehead and fell into deep thought.

In fact, she could go directly to the palace and tell Emperor Xuan Jing about this matter, and let Emperor Xuan Jing investigate thoroughly.

However, she was monitored by King Cheng. Even if she could enter the palace and Emperor Xuan Jing sued her, there is still not enough evidence to prove that the children were all killed by King Cheng. It will take time to find evidence, and during the search, it may be There will be more murders.

In other words, once she asks for help, a few more children will die.

Cheng Wang was obviously not afraid of her complaining, but Wen Wan was afraid, because she was afraid that her hands would be covered with blood because of her momentary mistake.

King Cheng promised that as long as she changed her life for Zhao Shuo, he would stop killing people.

……

In order not to let Zhao Xunyin see the clues, during dinner, he talked to Lu Yanli as gently as possible, and after the meal, he cried out that he was tired, saying that he had a foot ache after walking around Chengwang Mansion for a day, so he went back to his room to rest first.

Zhao Xunyin looked at her, hesitated to speak.

Wen Wan paused as she was about to go out, "Mother, what's the matter?"

"Is there something you are hiding from me?" Zhao Xunyin asked seriously.

"No!" Wen Wan pretended to be relaxed, "Didn't I tell you all about it? As for the latest case, I still don't have a clue until now. I'm very confused."

Zhao Xunyin said: "I still have a few people on hand. If you can use them, you can use them. Don't keep thinking about troubling me. I'm your mother. If you don't help me, who else?"

Wen Wan swears, her mother is indeed powerful, but she is still incomparable with Cheng Wang's batch, and I don't know where Cheng Wang found so many masters.

She smiled, and said gently, "Don't worry, I will definitely find my mother as soon as I have something to do."

Afterwards, she returned to the West Wing.

The next day, Wen Wan went out early in the morning, and she specially brought the bottle of medicine that Xu Jia sent.

When you arrive at the palace, go directly to the study to meet King Cheng.

Yesterday's concubine selection banquet ended with Zhao Shuo's illness. When Princess Cheng heard the news, she immediately found an excuse to let the girls go, and then went to Yilan Courtyard to take care of her son. She didn't choose who she chose.

At the moment, King Cheng was leaning halfway on the grand master's chair by the window, his eyes were a little black and blue, obviously he didn't sleep well.

Last night, Zhao Shuo was startled by a nightmare and fell ill again. Cheng Wang felt that it was caused by that surname Wen, and wanted to drive him away.

He was on fire all night and barely slept.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, King Cheng didn't even turn his head, "Come here?"

"I've made up my mind." Wen Wan looked at his slightly slumped back, "Give me the bracelet, and I'll see the fate of the son first."

King Cheng stood up, went to the Duobao Pavilion and took down the painted box.

Last time Wen Wan didn't have time to take a closer look, but today she saw clearly that she used a 54-pillar Luban lock. Fortunately, she didn't steal it yesterday, otherwise it would be futile if she couldn't open it.

The bracelet was taken out, and King Cheng handed it to her.

Wen Wan took it, put it on the table, took out the glazed medicine bottle she brought from her sleeve, poured out two drops of medicine and rubbed it on her temples.

Seeing this, King Cheng frowned, "What are you doing?"

Wen Wan said calmly: "I said earlier that this bracelet has side effects on me, I prepared medicine, it's just for pain relief."

King Cheng saw that she didn't look like a liar, and expected that she wouldn't be able to play any tricks, so he went back to the grand master's chair by the window, turned the chair around, and fixed his eyes on her after sitting down.

Wen Wan applied the medicine, took the bracelet, and slowly put it on her wrist. She was waiting for the painful feeling that many pictures flooded into her mind at the same time in her impression, as if it would burst her head, but this time, Not only did she see nothing, but she also didn't experience the expected pain.

Everything is calm.

Seeing her expression changed, King Cheng hurriedly asked, "Did you see it?"

Wen Wan suddenly let out a cry of pain, then hugged her head, looking like she was in so much pain, she fell limp on the table after a while.

King Cheng was startled, and stood up from the grand master's chair. He was about to send someone to go to the doctor when he heard a gentle groan on the table, which seemed to show signs of waking up.

King Cheng leaned over and frowned at her.

Wen Wan was still supporting her head with a headache, her little face wrinkled into a ball.

King Cheng squinted his eyes, "Didn't you bring medicine, and it still hurts so much?"

Wen Wan lowered her eyes, "If I hadn't brought the medicine, I'm afraid I would have died at this time."

Regarding Yun's bracelet, King Cheng also heard that wearing it can predict the future, but how many masters and wives of Yun's family didn't respond when they put it on. Xiaodi was shocked, he didn't expect to see him today, it turned out to be like this.

Sitting down beside him, King Cheng stared at Wen Wan, "What exactly did you see?"

"You will die soon after seeing the son."

King Cheng pinched the armrest of the seat, and the air-conditioning swished all over his body.

Wen Wan ignored his reaction, and said to herself: "Your Majesty saw the introduction of the medicine and forced the servant who made the decoction to learn the truth. He fell ill immediately, fell down and never got up again."

King Cheng listened, his face became more and more gloomy, "What else?"

"That's all." It's easy to be exposed if you say too much.

"How to change?"

Wen Wanxin said, the most direct and effective way is to send the eldest son to the temple. The temple is quiet and there will be no troubles. As long as he can calm down and no one disturbs him, he will not be easy to get sick, and maybe he can live for a few more years .

But she knew very well that Cheng Wang, a pervert, would go crazy when he mentioned the word "temple".

"Did the person I asked the prince to look for yesterday find it?"

"who?"

"A person who becomes a monk for the son."

Wen Wan didn't want to say this at first, but Cheng Wang's temperament was not only sullen, but also suspicious, so she couldn't help but play tricks.

"If no one becomes a monk for the son, then he can only go by himself."

After the words fell, it was no surprise that Cheng Wang slapped his palm heavily on the table, his face was livid, "Is there no other way than finding someone to become a monk instead of him?"

"There is another way." Wen Wan said: "The life-sustaining thread, also called the longevity thread, in our hometown, is usually tied on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month for children, and then taken off on the seventh day of the seventh month and burned together with the golden chrysanthemum. In order to bring good luck to the child, if the prince asks someone to make a continuation thread, and then asks the master to consecrate it, and finally asks His Majesty who has a long life to tie it for the son himself, then it is probably done."

After making all this nonsense, Wen Wan felt like a charlatan.

In fact, she didn't know how to change her fate at all, or in other words, there was no such thing as changing her fate in Zhao Shuo's body. Zhao Shuo was born with an illness, so it is understandable that he would die of illness.

Song Wei is really weird, since he was born, he has lived for more than [-] years, with uninterrupted bad luck.

What's more, Master Xuyun had suggested to Prince Cheng's mansion more than ten years ago, asking them to send Zhao Shuo to the temple, but King Cheng refused to listen. Now he realizes the seriousness of the situation and only changes his fate. What are you kidding?
Wen Wan's first method made Cheng Wang blush, and the second method made him want to get angry even more.

Not to mention that Master Xuyun who was able to consecrate has passed away, it is absolutely impossible to just ask His Majesty to tie a long life thread to Shuo'er himself!
If you want His Majesty to know that the son who will inherit the title in Chengwang's mansion is suffering from heart disease, is that okay?

Wen Wan was afraid that he would let her think of a way again, so she said in advance, "Only these two ways, there are no more."

King Cheng frowned ugly.

He still has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so naturally it is impossible to become a monk. If the concubine suddenly ran to become a monk, there would be another uproar in the clan, and then there would be no silver 300 taels in this place.

After thinking about it, he asked Wen Wan: "If you want someone to become a monk, why not send him to a temple to recuperate for a while?"

"As you like."

"Follow me?"

Seeing that the pervert was faintly showing signs of getting angry, Wen Wan had to say a few more words, "When I asked Master Xu Yun about Song Wei's fate, he told me that Song Wei was born in response to a catastrophe. In Buddhist terms, If he encounters troubles twice in three days, it is a calamity. If I can help His Majesty win Beiyan to rule the world, it will be equivalent to helping Song Wei through all the tribulations. It can be seen that I have done him by staying. The things that should be done are the same for the son, someone must do what he should do for him, otherwise this fate will not be changed."

"Then you succeeded?"

"Of course it succeeded." Wen Wan said calmly, "Didn't you see that Beiyan will be swallowed up by Chu soon?"

After thinking about it, she said again: "My family's husband is in the hands of the prince. If you go and ask him, everything will be clear?"

Cheng Wang put his hand on his forehead.

For so many years, no matter how many doctors he has hired and how many prescriptions he has prescribed, Shuo'er's illness has not improved, and he has long since given up any hope for doctors.

But how could it be so difficult to change one's life?

"In order to avoid the tragedy that I foresee, the prince should send the eldest son to the temple to recuperate for a while!" Wen Wan suggested.

She's had enough of being threatened like this by a pervert!

……

Zhao Shuo will be sent to a temple to recuperate.

After Song Wei heard the news, his eyes widened, and he said to Jinbao, "The opportunity has come."

(End of this chapter)