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Chapter 369: Guar Jia Wen Yuan 53

Shen Meizhuang was as if she had been pardoned, and she quickly thanked him for his grace: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace. I will remember your teachings."

"Okay, it's getting late today and I'm tired, so I'll go back first." Yinzhen said, then took Wen Yuan's hand and turned to leave.

Shen Meizhuang looked at the two people's receding backs, her eyes full of bitterness.

She knew that Wen Yuan just wanted to intimidate her by doing what happened today, but what really scared her was Yinzhen's attitude.

Shen Meizhuang tightly grasped the handkerchief in her hand, and a gleam of resentment flashed in her eyes.

"Guarjia Wenyuan, just wait. One day, I will make you pay the price! Huan'er, I will definitely avenge you."

The next morning, Shen Meizhuang felt a palpitation.

Wen Yuan's half-smile eyes and Yinzhen's icy tone both entangled her like poisonous snakes, making her unable to sleep all night.

"Someone, go and get Doctor Wen." Shen Meizhuang's voice was weak, but it couldn't hide the hatred in her eyes.

Soon, Wen Shichu hurried over carrying a medicine box.

When he saw Shen Meizhuang, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes: "Is Concubine Hui feeling unwell?"

Shen Meizhuang shook her head slightly and forced a smile: "Thank you for your concern, Doctor Wen. I just caught a cold last night, so I would like to ask the doctor to prescribe some calming prescriptions."

Wen Shichu frowned slightly, and his worry became even stronger: "My Lord, are you feeling depressed? I have been practicing medicine for many years, and I know that heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. If you have any troubles, maybe you will feel better if you speak them out. Keeping them in your heart will only make your condition worse."

Shen Meizhuang smiled sadly, with a bit of self-mockery in her tone: "Doctor Wen doesn't know. What's the point of speaking out some things? It just adds to your troubles."

Her slender fingers tightly grasped the quilt, and the hatred in her eyes was like a burning flame: "Huan'er...she, she is gone, but the person who hurt her is still alive and well!"

Wen Shichu was speechless for a moment. Shen Meizhuang's words were like a rusty knife, piercing the softest part of his heart.

Yes, Huan'er, the woman who was as dazzling as the warm spring sun, ended up with such a miserable ending.

He had fantasized countless times about marrying her and giving her a warm haven, but in the end, he could only watch her walk step by step towards the abyss.

"Doctor Wen, tell me, if I had been able to see the emperor's true face earlier and persuade Huan'er, would Huan'er...would she not have..." Shen Meizhuang's voice choked, tears streaming down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string.

Wen Shichu felt mixed emotions. He didn't know how to comfort Shen Meizhuang, and he couldn't answer her assumptions.

"Doctor Wen, do you think the emperor... does he really like Guaerjia?" Shen Meizhuang suddenly raised her head, the hatred in her eyes dissipated a little, replaced by a deep confusion.

Wen Shichu was slightly startled. He could not answer this question because he did not know the answer. Yinzhen's love for Guarjia Wenyuan was almost unbelievable. It was a kind of doting that was almost paranoid, as if he wanted to bring all the beautiful things in the world to her.

Shen Meizhuang's eyes flashed with madness. She tightly grasped Wen Shichu's arm, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw. Her tone was a bit pleading and a bit determined: "Doctor Wen, please help me, please help me. I want to take revenge on her. I want her to pay the price for Huan'er's death!"

Wen Shichu was so shocked by Shen Meizhuang's words that he took a step back, his face pale. He opened his mouth, but could not say anything.

"Doctor Wen, you are the most capable person in the Imperial Medical Bureau. You must have a way, right?" Shen Meizhuang seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and a glimmer of hope ignited in her eyes.

Wen Shichu smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew what Shen Meizhuang was thinking, but he was just a doctor. He could heal physical illnesses but could not control a person's life or death.

Not to mention, that person was the high and mighty Imperial Concubine.

"Doctor Wen, can you really bear to watch Huan'er die in vain? Have you forgotten that you once..." Shen Meizhuang was interrupted by a sharp voice before she could finish her words.

Wen Shichu was shocked by Shen Meizhuang's words and took a step back, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

He quickly steadied himself, avoiding Shen Meizhuang's grabbing hand, and said with some disapproval in his tone: "My dear, be careful with your words! The Royal Concubine is in great favor with the Emperor now, my dear, please do not act rashly, otherwise you will only..."

"What else will happen?" Shen Meizhuang smiled bitterly, her eyes full of despair.

"Will the Emperor punish me again? Huan'er is gone, what else do I have to fear?"

Wen Shichu looked at the woman in front of him who was on the verge of collapse due to love turning into hate, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.

Wen Shichu subconsciously avoided Shen Meizhuang's gaze. Zhen Huan's bright and charming face flashed through his mind, and his heart ached.

"My dear, the dead are gone, why should you..."

"Shut up!" Shen Meizhuang slammed the table, interrupting Wen Shichu's words.

"You used to go to the Zhen residence every now and then. Don't you have any feelings for her? Now that she has died tragically, you can make such a light statement. Have you lost your conscience?"

Wen Shichu was frightened by Shen Meizhuang's anger. He opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but didn't know where to start.

"I'm telling you, Wen Shichu, I will never let Huan'er die in obscurity like this! I want revenge, I want that bitch to pay with blood!" Shen Meizhuang gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with deep hatred.

Wen Shichu's heart sank, he knew who the "bitch" Shen Meizhuang was referring to.

Guaerjia Wenyuan, the woman who was loved by everyone, is now like a thorn, deeply piercing the hearts of all the concubines in the harem.

Wen Shichu closed his eyes, and Huan'er's face appeared in his mind again. He had imagined countless times that he could stay with Zhen Huan forever, but now, all the good things have turned into bubbles.

He was powerless to change the emperor's mind, nor could he prevent the tragedy from happening. Now, all he could do was try his best to make amends and protect.

"Okay, I promise you." Wen Shichu opened his eyes, his eyes full of determination.

Upon hearing this, Shen Meizhuang suddenly raised her head and looked at Wen Shichu in disbelief: "Doctor Wen, you..."

"My dear, I also feel guilty about Huan'er's matter. Now, I just want to do my best to seek justice for you and Huan'er." Wen Shichu's tone was steady, but there was a barely perceptible sadness in his eyes.

Shen Meizhuang excitedly held Wen Shichu's hand, tears blurring her eyes again: "Doctor Wen, thank you, thank you!"

"There is no time to lose. I need to make some careful plans. Please wait patiently."