C60 (2/2)

No matter how much the girl before him resembled her, she wasn't her.

However, he wasn't willing to give up. He had said all that anyway, so he made up his mind. He stared at her and asked, ”Do you believe that you can borrow a corpse to return the dead's soul?”

Because of what he said, Wen Yi was completely stunned. She looked at him in shock and panic, but she quickly stabilized her emotions and said: ”I don't believe it.”

Zhuge Ming gazed at her and suddenly laughed, ”Mn!”

There didn't seem to be any meaning behind her words, but it contained thousands of words. Wen Yi could not understand the meaning behind it, and she was even more unable to guess his sudden happiness.

Wen Yi's expression became serious, she looked at Zhuge Ming and said sternly: You believe that I can use this corpse to repay the spirit? This is a very ridiculous matter. ”

Zhuge Ming nodded his head, ”I also think it's ridiculous. However, Ning an report believes that the wangfei has a different name called Wen Yi, so I suggest that you not tell her that you're called Wen Yi when you go to the Duke Palaces later.”

Wen Yi carefully examined his expression, a faint smile appearing on his handsome face. The haze from before seemed to have been swept away, and her clear eyes looked into hers without any concealment.

She trembled with fear: ”Isn't the princess called Yang Luoyi?”

Yes, the Prince called her Wen Yi, he believes that you have reincarnated. Therefore, if you were to tell him that you are Wen Yi, and that you know how to acupuncture, he would suspect that you were his wife borrowing her soul to come back to see him. Zhuge Ming suddenly said it in a very white manner, as though the last layer of window paper had been punctured.

Wen Yi did not dare to speak for a long time. Her eyes were filled with panic and she rubbed her knees repeatedly, as if there was nowhere to place her hands.

He had tried her for a long time, always testing her with shallow words. She had handled it with ease because she had not been able to poke the weak spot in her heart. Her weakness was to borrow corpses to return the soul.

When he saw the man a moment ago, he felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. Thus, when he was unable to control his emotions properly, he suddenly asked something so sharp. Unexpectedly, this sentence broke the camouflage she had been putting on for the past few days.

Fine, he finally understood.

He should have told this news to Song Yunqian right away, but he chose to hide it from him, and reminded Wen Yi not to reveal her name.

He comforted himself, he was afraid that if he guessed wrongly, Song Yunqian would have to endure disappointment again, and he might not be able to do so.

Moreover, if she was Wen Yi, she would definitely be able to cure him. When Ke Er wakes up, she would probably be happy.

Wen Yi's heart was in a mess, she didn't know how to deal with Zhuge Ming. She felt that Zhuge Ming had seen through her, but she felt that he probably did not know.

What Wen Yi did not know was that when Yang Luoyi died, she told her father about this matter in a dream once, so she thought it was a secret. Actually, all the big bosses in the palace knew about it, including Song Yunqian and Zhuge Ming of course.

They didn't say anything along the way.

Zhuge Ming's mind was in a mess, but wasn't Wen Yi the same? In fact, if not for the fact that Song Yunqian's legs had not recovered, she would not have come back at all.

Just as the carriage came to a stop, two guards rushed out from inside, looking flustered. When they saw Zhuge Ming, they immediately pounced forward and said with a trembling voice: ”Doctor Zhuge, it's good that you came, the prince was assassinated!”

Wen Yi was shocked stiff, like she had heard thunder. Her blood suddenly froze.

Zhuge Ming pulled the guard and asked anxiously: ”How are your injuries?”

The guard said: ”Three strikes, his sword is fatal, the imperial physician is already saving him, but for insurance's sake, brother Xiao San will go find you.”

Zhuge Ming released him, could not care about Wen Yi, and anxiously ran back into the residence.

Wen Yi's limbs were ice-cold, she anxiously followed inside.

She could not be sad that she did not enter this door for three years, and her heart was only concerned about Song Yunqian's injuries.

She followed Zhuge Ming to the Zhi Yi Lu and stood in front of the door absentmindedly for a moment. How were Xiao Ju and mama doing? Hot tears welled up in her eyes. Without any mental preparation, she was about to confront the person that she could not let go.

After entering the gate, a group of servants stood fearfully in front of the gate on the stone steps of the courtyard. She raised her head and met mama's eyes. Hurry and enter to see your highness! ”

Wen Yi forced back her tears and tried her best to keep her tone constant, ”Please lead the way mama.”

Outside the room, Xiao Ju and Xiao Qing were standing uneasily in front of the door. Seeing that the mama had arrived, the two of them raised their heads and rushed over, saying in a trembling voice, ”mama, the imperial physician has not come out for a long time.”