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Chapter 42 Helping You Change Clothes

At that time, Xie Yunqi lay on the bed, his face pale.

Despite Song Jinwan bringing in imperial physicians from the palace, they still couldn't save his arm. Looking at his empty sleeve, Xie Yunqi's eyes were filled with hatred.

"Damn it! A bunch of useless trash!"

Outside, Song Jinwan was so angry that she smashed several more teacups, her expression contorted with rage.

"Could it be that the one who injured the Prince Consort was a ghost? How could it be that there wasn't even a trace left?! If you can't find out who did it, you can all come to me with your heads!"

The group of guards below lowered their heads and cowered, not daring to answer.

Hearing the commotion, Xie Yunqi pursed his lips, his eyes turning slightly red, making his already pale face appear even more terrifying, and his whole body radiating a sinister chill.

He didn't even need to guess to know who had crippled his arm, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. If he revealed everything, Xie Yunqi would be the first to die.

Now caught in a dilemma, Xie Yunqi, having lost an arm, has no choice but to swallow his pride and bear the pain.

After Song Jinwan vented her anger on the servants, she slowly walked into Xie Yunqi's room.

Seeing how much weaker he looked, Song Jinwan's anger intensified, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes.

Her anger stemmed not only from Xie Yunqi being injured by someone else, but also from the fact that someone dared to disregard Xie Yunqi's status as the imperial son-in-law and directly attack him. Wasn't this also a slap in the face to Song Jinwan?!

"There's a bunch of useless people under me; not one of them is helpful."

Song Jinwan couldn't help but curse. She sat down on Xie Yunqi's bedside, reached out and touched his empty sleeve, and became even angrier.

"Yun Qi, do you really not know who attacked you? What exactly happened? How could there be no clues left behind?!"

Song Jinwan questioned him again, eager to find out who the mastermind was and kill him to vent her anger, but Xie Yunqi knew nothing about it.

"I really don't know who did it."

Xie Yunqi leaned weakly against the pillow, his eyes half-closed, as if even speaking was difficult for him.

“At that time, a group of men in black broke into my villa, said nothing, committed the crime, and left. I really don’t know where they came from. If I knew who was behind it, I would have asked Wan’er to take care of it for me long ago, but... I really have no clue.”

He appeared pale and vulnerable, trying to evoke Song Jinwan's pity.

Seeing her beloved injured, a hint of pity flashed across Song Jinwan's angry face.

His tone softened, but still carried a hint of suspicion. "Do you have any enemies? If someone hates you so much that they'd risk everything to cripple your arm, then it must be a deep-seated grudge. Think carefully, do you really not have any?"

Seeing that Song Jinwan was beginning to doubt him, Xie Yunqi cursed inwardly.

He did want to reveal the person behind this, but putting everything else aside, even Princess Huajin, Song Jinwan, couldn't contend with that person.

However, in order to prevent Song Jinwan from delving further into his past, Xie Yunqi had no choice but to shift the blame onto Song Jinwan herself.

"Perhaps... someone has taken a grudge against Wan'er."

Xie Yunqi slowly said, "But the Princess's residence is heavily guarded, and they can't do anything to you even if they want to. However, I live alone in a separate garden, and they know that I am the future consort, so they take revenge on me."

As soon as this conjecture was made, Song Jinwan was indeed led by the nose.

The thought that someone dared to provoke her like this immediately ignited a surge of anger in Song Jinwan's heart. She stood up and kicked the chair next to her to the ground.

"You bastard...! You worthless scoundrel!"

Song Jinwan laughed angrily, "Then this princess wants to see which bastard has the guts to challenge me!"

Seeing that Song Jinwan's attention had been successfully diverted, Xie Yunqi breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, he absolutely could not stay in this secluded garden. If those masked men came a second time, he would probably lose more than just an arm.

"This villa is probably no longer safe."

Xie Yunqi, still weak, asked, "Wan'er, would it be possible for me to move to the Princess's residence?"

"That's natural."

Song Jinwan readily agreed, "His Majesty has specially approved a group of imperial guards for me. With the imperial guards guarding the princess's residence, not even a fly can get in!"

……

Early the next morning.

After getting up and tidying herself up, Jiang Yuyue went straight to Xie Jinglan's room.

Ji Xiang has now tacitly accepted the ambiguous relationship between the two. Seeing Jiang Yuyue barge in, he wisely retreated silently.

"What are you doing here so early?"

Xie Jinglan had just woken up and sat up when he noticed Jiang Yuyue's outfit today. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Today, Jiang Yuyue wore a light blue dress. Although the style was simple, it looked clean and neat. A gauze belt of the same color was tied around her waist, making her waist look even more slender. Her black hair was neatly tied back, with two pearl hairpins inserted diagonally in her hair, which further enhanced her lively appearance.

"You forgot? Today is Qixi Festival, we promised to go out for a walk together!"

Jiang Yuyue seemed quite excited for today, opening a nearby cabinet and starting to rummage through it on her own.

What about all those clothes and jewelry I bought for you before? Wouldn't it be a shame not to wear them on such a special day?

After saying that, he called out to Jixiang outside the house, "Jixiang! Where are the things I bought for your third young master? Where did you hide them? Come in and help me look for them!"

Upon hearing this, Jixiang hurriedly ran in and took out all the items Jiang Yuyue had bought from the cabinet next to her.

"Young Madam, everything is here."

"understood."

Jiang Yuyue waved her hand, "You can go now."

"..."

After Jixiang left again, Jiang Yuyue picked up the pile of clothes and jewelry and held them up against Xie Jinglan one by one.

"This one won't do, it's too plain. This one feels like the fabric is just so-so. This one seems..."

Xie Jinglan sat quietly on the couch, watching her fuss over herself with amusement. Aside from her constant nagging about having a child, he rarely saw Jiang Yuyue so interested in anything. Finally, he couldn't help but ask.

"Are you that happy?"

"Of course I'm happy!"

As Jiang Yuyue picked out a hairpin, she replied, "Didn't we say today is Qixi Festival?"

Qixi Festival.

Xie Jinglan's expression shifted, and he slowly asked, "Then do you know what day Qixi Festival is?"

"I know."

Jiang Yuyue spoke with an air of self-righteousness, “It’s the busiest day in the capital, so I made a special trip to stay and stroll around.”

Hearing this answer, Xie Jinglan frowned slightly. "Just because of this?"

This left Jiang Yuyue somewhat confused.

"Why not?"

Such a question caused Xie Jinglan's face to darken instantly. Jiang Yuyue was still focused on figuring out what jewelry to match Xie Jinglan with, but she didn't notice that Xie Jinglan's facial features had hardened slightly.

"Alright, wear this outfit."

After much deliberation, Jiang Yuyue finally decided on Xie Jinglan's attire for the day. Although her fertile window had passed and there was no reason for her to be intimate with Xie Jinglan, the thought of his strong and muscular physique made her ears burn. She reached out to help Xie Jinglan change his clothes.

"Let me help you change it..."

"go out."

Xie Jinglan coldly refused her help, saying, "I have hands and feet, and I can change my clothes myself. Besides, there's Jixiang with me. There's really no need to trouble you, sister-in-law."

Hearing him change his address to "sister-in-law" again, Jiang Yuyue was taken aback, and knew that he had lost his mind again.

She didn't seem to have said anything wrong, did she?

baffling.

Jiang Yuyue didn't bother to argue with him, and immediately called Jixiang in.

"Jixiang, come in and help your third young master change his clothes!"