She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 115: When Asking for Help, One Must Look the Part

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: When Asking for Help, One Must Look the Part

"Princess Anping was overcome with grief, and the rain has compounded upon her distress, leading to her fainting," the doctor withdrew his hand and spoke to Xiao Hongshen.

Xiao Hongshen looked at the palm-sized face on the bed, her limpid and cold eyes tightly shut. He grunted in acknowledgment.

"Chai You, escort the doctor out," he ordered.

Chai You led the doctor out: "This way, please." After escorting him to the door and thoughtfully offering an umbrella, Chai You nodded at the doctor from an angle unseen by others.

Indeed, the doctor was one of Yan Wanqing’s people.

Xiao Hongshen, from his superior position, looked down at Yan Wanqing and noticed that her clothes were all wet.

He called for Yun Ge to come over.

Yun Ge, who hadn’t seen Xiao Hongshen for such a long time, came running over excitedly, only to be shocked by the sight of Yan Wanqing in the study.

"Your Highness..."

Yun Ge frowned: "Why is she here?"

Xiao Hongshen’s face was expressionless: "Go change her into dry clothes." He left the room immediately after dropping this command.

Yun Ge felt as if her breath was stuck in her chest, unable to go up or down.

Looking at Yan Wanqing on the bed, her features twisted with fury.

Why is this woman here!

His Highness actually wanted her to change this woman’s clothes?

It was simply outrageous!

Looking at the frail Yan Wanqing on the bed, a sinister light flashed in Yun Ge’s eyes as she grabbed a dagger from nearby and drew it out, advancing toward the bed.

"You want to change clothes, right? Allow me to do it properly for you!" She sneered.

The dagger’s cold light loomed over Yan Wanqing’s face.

Yun Ge eyed the unblemished white face with jealousy.

"Once I have scratched up your face, let’s see how you’ll continue to seduce His Highness!"

Just as the dagger was about to carve a wound into Yan Wanqing’s face, Yun Ge’s wrist was suddenly gripped fiercely.

An icy voice without a trace of emotion rang out.

"What do you think you’re doing?"

Yan Wanqing had awakened just a moment ago; she wanted to see what Yun Ge would do.

Never did she expect Yun Ge to have the audacity to scratch her face.

As Yun Ge’s wrist was held tight, the pain made her frown: "Let go!"

"Let go?" Yan Wanqing scoffed: "Fine."

She released her grip unexpectedly, causing Yun Ge, still clutching the dagger, to collapse onto the floor.

As Yan Wanqing sat up from the bed, soaked to the skin, Yun Ge stood up abruptly: "What are you doing here in His Highness’s residence?"

"What I do is none of your business," retorted the Commandery Princess.

Yun Ge, watching her still untouchable demeanor, felt a surge of loathing: "I’ve heard that every man in the Township Manor and the General Residence had died on the battlefield, and now Princess Anping, like a dog of a mourning family, runs to seek refuge at Prince Seven’s mansion. Or perhaps you seek to protect the Yan Family?" she mocked.

Yan Wanqing remained silent with a cold face.

Yun Ge thought she had guessed correctly.

She burst into loud laughter: "That’s it, that’s it. You, born into privilege, are most afraid of falling from grace. Without your father and brothers, you’re nothing. But sadly, at this moment Prince Seven doesn’t give a damn about the Yan Family. Do you think you’re still the universally respected Princess Anping? Without the General, you’re worthless!"

"Putting on this pitiful spectacle in the pouring rain, who are you trying to impress with this facade!" Yun Ge, clutching the dagger, moved closer: "Or perhaps, the once lofty Princess Anping, now that she has fallen on hard times, also wants to learn from me and serve others with her beauty? To seduce His Highness, maybe?"

Yun Ge’s words were extremely unpleasant to hear.

Yan Wanqing was clearly angered by her words, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.

Seeing this, Yun Ge felt even more triumphant in her heart.

Nothing pleased her more than belittling the Commandery Princess Anping.

The dagger was clenched in her palm, and she slowly pressed it against Yan Wanqing’s cheek again, her voice coldly saying, "What a pity, Your Highness has me now, where would he have eyes for you!"

"Is that so?" Yan Wanqing’s originally angry face flashed with a sly look, and Yun Ge inwardly cursed, sensing something was wrong. Immediately after, she felt the dagger in her hand lose strength and swiftly cut a wound across Yan Wanqing’s face. Following that, she heard Yan Wanqing scream, and the door behind her was violently pushed open.

Yun Ge was almost directly thrown to the ground by someone gripping her neck.

In her field of vision, Xiao Hongshen rushed anxiously toward Yan Wanqing, while that cunning woman covered her face with one hand, her eyes brimming with tears of fear.

"It was her! She did it herself! It wasn’t me..." Yun Ge felt this scene was eerily familiar.

Xiao Hongshen took Yan Wanqing’s hand away, saw the wound left by the dagger’s edge on her right cheek, which was bleeding out, and his gaze suddenly darkened.

Yan Wanqing pulled her hand free and covered her face again, her voice injured.

"If Your Highness is so unwelcome toward this Commandery Princess, a direct refusal would have sufficed. There is no need for such despicable means to insult this Commandery Princess!"

As she spoke, she struggled to get off the bed, but Xiao Hongshen pressed down on her shoulder.

"It wasn’t me." Xiao Hongshen explained, his gaze settling on Yun Ge, who was sitting on the ground, and the dagger beside her. The storm in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

"What status do you have to dare injure the Commandery Princess!" Xiao Hongshen waved his hand, and servants walked in from outside, immediately pinning Yun Ge down to her knees on the ground.

Xiao Hongshen waved his hand: "Lock her in the firewood shed, no food for three days. Thinking she can act recklessly just because of my favor, preposterous!"

Yun Ge wanted to explain, but the servants had already covered her mouth with their hands, preventing her from making any sound.

She watched as Xiao Hongshen turned his back and went to Yan Wanqing’s side to offer comfort, the tears in her eyes quickly welling up and falling.

Why has he never been willing to listen to her explanations?

It was like that with Lin Yanran.

And it was the same with Yun Ge.

His focused gaze was never on her.

Yun Ge’s eyes flashed with defeat, and she was ultimately dragged away in silence by the servants.

Yan Wanqing was drenched, sitting on the couch shivering. Xiao Hongshen looked at her frail and pitiable appearance, suddenly cracking a smirk.

Yan Wanqing looked up at him in astonishment.

"I always remembered you as a strategist behind the scenes, never thought you’d show such vulnerability."

Vulnerability that only he could see.

Xiao Hongshen seemed pleased by Yan Wanqing’s current state.

Yan Wanqing suppressed the revulsion in her heart. She averted her eyes, her expression cold: "Everyone has a heart, and I am no Saint, I too have emotions and desires."

Seeing her soften her tone, Xiao Hongshen boldly sat down at the edge of the bed.

"I’ve heard the news, my condolences."

Yan Wanqing hugged her knees and did not speak.

Xiao Hongshen suddenly reached out to place his hand on her shoulder. Yan Wanqing pulled back a half step: "Thank you for your Highness’s consideration."

"If the teacher remained as dismissive as before, I probably wouldn’t have been able to help you. As attentive as you are, you must know that after this defeat, the Emperor will definitely seek a scapegoat. If it were not for that, why would you risk the heavy rain to stand outside my door?"

"Yan Wanqing... in seeking help, one must look the part."

Xiao Hongshen’s soft and sly face flickered with a triumphant smile, like a poisonous snake in the dark eyeing its prey, tightly focusing on its target.