The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 408 Beyond the Great Wall
"First, are you a deceitful person?"

The emperor's voice was cold and the pressure from the cultivator in the Dongxuan realm was heavy.

Although they knew Wen Weilan was ready, Han Sima and Zhong Yuanzhi were still worried.

After hearing this, Prime Minister Wen looked calm, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Not really." Wen Weilan replied.

The emperor nodded.

In fact, when everyone entered the palace, they had been checked to see if they had any strange aura. Now, Wen Weilan was just being asked to prove his innocence in front of everyone.

"Secondly, have you ever killed Miss Lu Er?"

In an instant, Wen Weilan's mind flashed the bloody corpse downstairs and the bloody knife in her own trembling hands. It was so real, yet so psychedelic that she was momentarily lost in thought.

Everyone looked at Wen Weilan quietly. Some people didn't care, some were worried, and some were waiting to see her fall.

The gentle smile on the eldest princess's face gradually turned cold.

Therefore, she would not notice that Princess Jiale next to her quietly clenched her hands.

Fortunately, Wen Weilan came to his senses quickly.

She knew that standing in the Purple Palace, when the emperor asked her the question, she could only have one answer.

"I have never killed Miss Lu."

Wen Weilan's answer was sonorous and powerful, as if he had rehearsed it hundreds of times, and it was resounding.

The emperor smiled and nodded.

"But words are not enough. I also heard from someone that Captain Wen's affairs are a little strange."

Wen Weilan was slightly stunned, wondering who would bring up this matter.

But the emperor obviously did not intend to reveal it, and only said: "I want to use a young and promising man like Lieutenant Wen, but if this matter is not investigated thoroughly, it will be difficult to convince the public."

"I understand." Wen Weilan replied in a low voice.

"Therefore, I hope you can find out the truth of this matter and clear your name."

Wen Weilan's heart shuddered.

The emperor's words seemed to allow her to investigate freely, but in fact, he did not give her any real power.

Perhaps this is what the emperor meant.

He didn't want to endorse her in case there was really something wrong with Wen Weilan.

I also want to see how far Wen Weilan can go to prove his innocence under such circumstances.

Wen Weilan knew that she must seize this rare opportunity and not make any mistakes.

So, he bowed his head again and replied, "I understand."

Wen Weilan’s matter has come to an end.

Afterwards, the emperor turned to Sima Han and gave him some instructions, saying that Han Sima was already weak and should just rest at home. He also rewarded him with a large number of precious medicinal materials.

As for Zhong Yuanzhi, the emperor praised him for his youth and potential, and advised him earnestly that he should be filial and go home to see his parents. It would be better for him to stay in the capital and join the Shence Army so as not to let Zhong Yuanzhi live in fear at home.

After saying this, he waved his hand again and rewarded a large amount of spiritual energy and spiritual weapons to the soldiers who participated in the battle, especially the dozen or so officers who attended the banquet, each of whom received an ancient spiritual weapon.

The banquet did not end until the evening at 10:00 p.m.

After leaving the palace, Wen Weilan, Zhong Yuanzhi and Han Sima exchanged glances secretly before leaving.

Zhong Yuanzhi first followed Zhong Youzhi, who had been waiting outside for a long time, back home, just as His Majesty had said, to go home and see his parents.

When Han Sima saw Ruan Shizhi still waiting eagerly, his heart softened and he said gently, "Let's go home."

Wen Weilan stood outside the palace gate, looking at the people on the street, feeling a little confused.

Suddenly, a majestic voice came from behind: "You, don't want to go home?"

She knew without looking back that it was her father, Prime Minister Wen. Wen Weilan asked coldly, "Do I still have a home?"

"Your mother misses you very much." There was still no expression on Prime Minister Wen's dark, square face, as if he was just stating a fact coldly.

"Really?" Wen Weilan said calmly.

Her mother might miss her, but more likely, she feels hatred and resentment towards her.

Because Wen Weilan proved that she was trapped in a failed marriage.

At the beginning, she still had expectations for Wen Weilan, hoping that she could grow up to be an excellent monk and let Wen Siyuan see who is the better child.

However, Wen Weilan always disappointed her, and eventually she hit rock bottom and was completely disappointed.

It would be better not to meet.

So Wen Weilan ignored him and turned away.

Fortunately, her grandmother left her a home.

……

Riding on the cloud sedan chair back home, Ruan Shizhi watched his father lying in a daze all the way, not daring to speak.

Han Sima walked straight in when he got home. He heard the clumsy footsteps following closely behind him, as if he just remembered his son.

Han Sima asked his attendant to help him take off his heavy armor, and turned to ask, "Aren't you going to study at the National Academy? Why are you in Chang'an today?"

Ruan Shizhi suddenly became a little nervous: "Some time ago... the imperial examination, the National Academy was suspended, and then it reopened today..."

"Since classes start today, why are you still in Chang'an?" Han Sima was even more confused.

"I..." Ruan Shizhi's pale face was slightly sweaty, and his voice became more and more stuttering, "Yes, yes, there is a classmate named Wen Xuanning, he invited everyone to dinner..."

"Wen Xuanning?" Han Sima frowned, "That's... Wen Siyuan's son?"

Ruan Shizhi nodded timidly, as if he had a premonition of what his father would say.

as predicted.

Han Sima frowned even more: "Didn't I tell you to study hard in the National Academy and never form cliques with others."

"Yes... son understands, but Wen Xuanning said he could help me find out information about you, so I..." Ruan Shizhi explained aggrievedly and anxiously.

When Han Sima saw his son's appearance, he couldn't help but sigh.

Since he and his wife were not always by his side, they were always afraid that they might not be able to take good care of him, so they asked the old servant to keep an eye on him and not let him go out and run around.

The two of them went through life and death together every day, which always made him worried and frightened. As a result, they raised their only son to be timid and cowardly, like a soft persimmon.

Han Sima sighed, gently touched Ruan Shizhi's head, and said: "Dad also understands that you are worried, but some things have their own destiny. Your mother and I are not weak, you don't need to worry too much."

"Dad...are you still going to leave?" Ruan Shizhi asked softly.

Han Sima smiled coldly when he heard this.

"His Majesty told me to recover from my injuries in the capital."

"What does this mean?" Ruan Shizhi asked in surprise, "Could it be..."

Han Sima nodded, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "I'm afraid I won't be able to get out for a while."

Ruan Shizhi's face turned pale: "What should we do? What about mother? Will she be in danger? Could it be that the emperor..."

"Well, you are smart, worthy of being the son of General Hubei." Sima Han nodded with satisfaction and looked out the window coldly, towards the direction of the imperial palace.

Presumably, now enveloped by divine light, the imperial palace must be as dazzling as a divine palace.

"Your mother is just too eye-catching."

Ruan Shizhi's face turned even paler.

Seeing this, Han Sima smiled leisurely: "Don't worry, although I'm not here, the North is very lively now."