vrcanaries Chapter 1295 Fickle
Chapter 1295 Fickle
Fortunately, the imperial physician quickly treated Min Yue's external injuries and said that she was fine.
King Wu breathed a sigh of relief. He gripped Min Yue's hand tightly to comfort her, "Just lie there quietly. I'll go and tell them firmly that you have nothing to do with this!"
Min Yue's tears fell again, and she murmured in a trembling voice, "Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty!"
King Wu said with heartache, "What nonsense are you talking about? You saved my life, how could I not believe you? The reason I came to you is to ask for the truth!"
"Okay!" Min Yue nodded obediently.
The King of Wu gave a few more instructions to the maid beside him before turning around and hurriedly leaving.
Only after his figure disappeared did a mocking smile bloom on Min Yue's lips.
She murmured softly, "Your Majesty, you are so fickle! How can I possibly rely on a man like you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a chilling killing intent flashed in her eyes!
She secretly made a decision: everyone, including the saintess, should be buried with her adoptive father!
All dead!
At this moment, King Wu had returned to his study. He looked at Lin Yiwan and Zhan Yan with a cold expression: "I asked Yue'er. It wasn't her who did it. It was a remnant of the Heavenly Mandate Hall who approached the abbot of the temple under her name!"
Zhan Yan interrupted without hesitation: "Uncle, the evidence is already laid out in front of you, why are you still helping her to get away with it? Do you know that she is trying to ruin Ah Xuan's reputation this time!"
King Wu angrily rebuked, "Zhan Yan, you are insolent! Don't think that just because you are my sister's son you can disrespect me!"
A cold glint flashed in Zhan Yan's eyes, and after a moment he said in a deep voice, "Zhan Yan knows his mistake!"
King Wu pointed at them and said, "You are indeed wrong. Yue'er is just a weak and helpless little girl. Is it so difficult for her to find shelter? Why do you insist on killing her!"
Lin Yiwan spoke coldly: "She is not weak at all. Uncle is probably still being deceived by her appearance!"
King Wu vehemently denied it: "I'm not blind. I know exactly what kind of person she is. This matter has nothing to do with her. The culprit you're looking for is a remnant of the Heavenly Mandate Hall!"
Zhan Yan seemed to have anticipated this outcome, and his expression turned cold and distant.
King Wu spoke with difficulty: "Ayan, don't blame your uncle. Your uncle cannot be an ungrateful person, otherwise, how will the people of Manli Kingdom view me?"
Zhan Yan ignored him and instead took Lin Yiwan's wrist and strode out.
The King of Wu found the kneeling monks an eyesore and angrily shouted, "What are you still kneeling here for? Get out of here!"
The young monks fled in fear, and the entire imperial study immediately fell silent.
The King of Wu retorted angrily, "Why can't you understand me? Do you want me to bear this disgrace before you're satisfied?"
The young eunuch serving nearby dared not utter a sound, fearing that he would incur the wrath of the King of Wu.
Just then, Min Yue, whose face was pale and unwell, was helped over.
She said guiltily, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry. Did you and Marquis Zhanyi quarrel again because of Yue'er?"
King Wu quickly got up and stepped forward to embrace her: "You are still injured, why did you insist on coming?"
Min Yue choked back tears; "Yue'er doesn't want to put you in a difficult position, Your Majesty. Otherwise, why don't you hand me over to them? Perhaps if I die, they won't be so angry!"
The King of Wu immediately straightened his face: "Don't talk nonsense! You are my queen. Even if everyone else dies, I will never allow you to die!"
Min Yue's tears fell in a stream. She cried and said, "But when I see you frowning, I feel so sad. I want to share your burdens and make sure that the Holy Maiden and Marquis Zhan Yi don't distance themselves from you!"
King Wu sneered, "Why should we care about them? If they truly cared about me, they would never target you again and again!"
Min Yue remained silent for a moment before tentatively speaking: "How about the king invites them all to the palace for a banquet? I want to apologize to them and ask for their forgiveness!"
Upon hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the King of Wu.
He knew that Lin Yiwan and Zhan Yan harbored deep prejudices against Min Yue, and that hastily hosting a banquet would likely only exacerbate the conflict.
But seeing Min Yue's tearful eyes and her heart full of concern for him, he ultimately couldn't bring himself to say the words of refusal.
He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Min Yue's cheeks, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Fine, I'll do as you say. Tomorrow I will issue an imperial decree to have my elder sister, Zhan Yan, and the Crown Prince attend a banquet in the palace together, so you can explain things to them in person and clear up any misunderstandings."
A fleeting, almost imperceptible light flashed in Min Yue's eyes, only to be quickly overshadowed by deep resentment: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I will apologize sincerely, hoping they will understand my feelings and no longer distance themselves from you."
She leaned against the King of Wu, her fingertips gently clutching his clothes, but her mind was already making plans. This banquet was not about apologizing; it was clearly a carefully prepared path to the underworld for the Holy Maiden, Zhan Yan, and the Crown Prince.
The following day, an imperial decree was issued, inviting the Holy Maiden, Princess Lin Yiwan, Zhan Yan (Prime Minister), and Crown Prince Zhan Xuan to a banquet at Qionghua Pavilion at dusk that evening.
When the news reached the Prime Minister's residence, Lin Yiwan was filled with vigilance: "Ayan, Min Yue's sudden banquet to apologize must be up to no good. Do you think she might sabotage the banquet?"
Zhan Yan was reviewing the list of remnants of the Heavenly Mandate Palace that he had gathered when he heard this. He looked up, his eyes filled with a deep chill: "Since she made this suggestion, she must have planned it all along. This banquet is undoubtedly a trap. But we can't refuse. If we do, it will only confirm our guilt in targeting the Queen and make the King even more distant from us."
"Then how should we deal with this?" Lin Yiwan asked.
"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it." Zhan Yan spat out these eight words through gritted teeth.
After a moment of silence, he spoke again: "I have arranged for secret guards to be deployed inside and outside Qionghua Pavilion. If there is any unusual activity, they will act immediately. When you, your mother, and Ah Xuan attend the banquet, you must be careful and not eat or drink any food or beverages from the palace. In addition, I have had an antidote prepared in case of any unforeseen circumstances."
Lin Yiwan nodded, feeling slightly relieved. Then, remembering something else, she added, "Min Yue is good at pretending. If she feigns distress at the banquet to sow discord, we must be on guard!"
Zhan Yan lowered his eyes and pondered, "We just need to remain calm and not be swayed by her words. The main purpose of attending this banquet is to find out her background and find evidence of her treason. As long as we stay calm, we will definitely be able to see through her conspiracy."
That evening, as the sun set, the Holy Maiden, Lin Yiwan, Zhan Yan, and Zhan Xuan went together to the Qionghua Pavilion in the Imperial Palace.
The Qionghua Pavilion was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a festive atmosphere.
Min Yue, dressed in a magnificent palace gown, stood at the palace gate to greet everyone, a gentle smile on her face, as if all the unpleasantness from before had never happened.