ebookland Chapter 132 Becoming His Highness's Storyteller
Chapter 132 Becoming His Highness's Storyteller
Wen Yuening gently shook Shen Sangwan's arm, looking at her pitifully with her eyes.
[Pretending, pretending, she's putting on a pitiful act again! Humph, it won't work!]
Shen Sangwan slapped Wen Yuening's hand off her arm, "Being coquettish doesn't work."
"How about Yue Ning offers herself to Your Highness?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she made a move to pounce on Shen Sangwan, but Shen Sangwan pinned her against the wall.
"Hey, hey, hey, why do you always try to seduce me with your looks?"
"As long as the plan works and can appease His Highness, that's fine."
Shen Sangwan was internally frustrated; she seemed to be constantly getting the short end of the stick when facing Wen Yuening.
"In my memory, the eldest daughter of the Wen family wasn't like Ah Ning at all—"
As he spoke, he looked her up and down with his eyes.
“I also dreamed of the princess’s childhood. There were two of you, but with completely opposite personalities, and those two personalities were also different from yours now.”
Which one does Your Highness prefer?
"Hey—you...you stop touching me, let's talk about serious matters!"
"Perhaps what His Highness dreamed of was something from a past life!"
Shen Sangwan felt something was off. Wasn't she questioning the assassination attempt? Why did she suddenly bring up her past life again?
"So, you really do have a twin sister?"
Wen Yuening remained silent, staring intently into Shen Sangwan's dark eyes, as if trying to pierce through her.
The ten fingers of the drooping hand curled up into the palm, clenching the fist tightly.
Inside the hall, one could faintly hear Wen Yue Ning's knuckles cracking as she clenched her fists.
"Are you... alright?"
Sensing that something was off, Shen Sangwan released her grip on Wen Yuening's shoulder.
"If Your Highness wishes to hear a story, Ah Ning can be your storyteller."
A surge of intense anger, mixed with an uncontrollable fear, welled up in her chest almost simultaneously, but Wen Yuening forcibly suppressed it.
"If Ah Ning feels those memories are unpleasant, then I won't talk about them. I don't necessarily need to know them. Ah Ning is fine the way she is now."
Shen Sangwan pulled the other person into her arms and patted Wen Yuening's back.
"Whether you want to use the past to remember the suffering or choose to forget and start over, I will not interfere."
After a quarter of an hour of silence, Wen Yuening leaned on Shen Sangwan's shoulder and spoke softly, "Your Highness, did you hear a rumor when you were young that the matriarch of the Wen family gave birth to twins? The younger one was destined to be a phoenix, while the older one was an ominous person. On the day of the birth, the celestial phenomena were also extremely unusual."
Before I was ten years old, I was just a blood slave abandoned in an abandoned courtyard of the Prime Minister's mansion. My twin sister bore my name and had my blood flowing in her veins.
She pretends to be virtuous and gentle in public, but is sinister and ruthless at home. Even though I don't want anything anymore, she still won't let me go.
I'm actually quite glad that she only has a pretty face but lacks a meticulous mind and a quick wit, otherwise I probably would have been buried in that abandoned courtyard long ago.
Perhaps His Highness was looking out for me, because I didn't know that what happened in my dream was from my past life. I just thought I was dreaming of a wonderful master who taught me martial arts and how to read.
She saw me practicing martial arts and that I could write many characters without a teacher. She became afraid and wanted to kill me and completely erase all traces of me.
It's a bit of a pity that I was one move behind and managed to kill him. His body is probably rotting in that deserted garden's dry well now.
After killing her, I fled the Prime Minister's residence under cover of night, but my all-powerful father caught me and brought me back before I had gone five miles out of the city.
He pressed me again and again about where my sister was, but I didn't tell him. I wanted to take a gamble. He had already lost one daughter, and if he lost me too, his dream of wealth and status would probably be gone forever.
From then on, Miss Wen would no longer visit Qianfo Temple to pray from time to time, and would stay at a villa in the suburbs of Beijing for half a month when she returned.
In order to teach me manners, he wanted to turn me into my puppet-like sister, but even my shrewd and cunning father had his moments of carelessness.
While I patiently bided my time and feigned docility to lull him into a false sense of security, I spent seven years, unseen by him, gradually building up my own power using what the prince had taught me in my past life. Now, I finally possess the ability to contend with him.
In the end, Wen Yuening's emotions calmed down, and she was no longer as agitated as before.
However, Shen Sangwan was indignant. What kind of father was this? Did Wen Yunhe deserve to be a father?
She remembered that in her dream, Xiaoyue Ning seemed to have said that everything started because of the words of a wandering Taoist priest.
What kind of unlucky person is this? What kind of person is born with a phoenix destiny? To hell with it! They're just blinded by wealth and status.
They even made her Ah Ning a blood slave to give blood transfusions to an ungrateful younger sister. Ugh, what a bunch of scumbags.
One day, Shuyun should dig up the bones of that heartless bastard and leave them to rot in the wilderness.
“I will remember all the grievances that A Ning suffered, and I will make Wen Yunhe pay for them tenfold in the future.”
Wen Yuening hugged him tighter. "As long as Your Highness is here, Yuening doesn't feel wronged."
"Boom boom boom!"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, followed by Shuyi's trembling voice, "Your Highness, Granny Gu from the Empress Dowager's side has come to tell you that Your Highness is invited to have breakfast at Chonghua Palace."
"I hope I haven't disturbed His Highness. Waaah, why am I so unlucky!"
"Damn hand, why didn't it knock beforehand? Luckily, I only saw a figure. If I had seen something I shouldn't have, my life would be in danger."
"I miss the time when the princess was still Miss Shuyan, chatting and laughing with His Highness. How did she get involved with the Empress now? They are both people we can't afford to offend. The princess is also in a coma now. When will this ever end?"
Shuyi listened carefully at the palace gate for a long time, but when she found no movement, she guessed that the Empress must have left. Only then did she dare to knock on the door to deliver the message.
"Yes, I understand. Go to the Imperial Hospital and invite Physician Li to examine the princess."
Inside the inner hall, Shen Sangwan released Wen Yuening, covered her mouth with her hand, coughed lightly twice, cleared her throat, and then loudly responded to Shuyi outside the door.
"Should I send someone in now to help Your Highness with your grooming?"
"Let them prepare. I will call someone in later. You may leave now."
"Yes, this servant will give the order immediately." Shuyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the palace doors were closed, she still gave a perfunctory bow before retreating in small steps.
Once the commotion outside subsided, Shen Sangwan opened the window inside the hall and gestured for them to enter.
"Your Highness is truly heartless."
Seeing Wen Yuening's rapidly changing expression, she momentarily felt that the person who had just been crying and telling her about the past was not the same person.