She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Chapter 273 Green Tea Selfish Cousin 42

Shen Weicang couldn't figure out what Tan Wuning wanted to do.

If he hated her, why did he say all this to her, trying to lure her into seducing Yan Qizhao and humiliating himself?

She said timidly:

"Miss Tan, you are joking. I am of humble status, how can I be worthy of His Royal Highness Prince Yi? I am not worthy of being Prince Yi's concubine, but I... I will never be someone's concubine."

"I have only met His Royal Highness Prince Yi once at Lianchun Lake. He was injured while saving me. I am so grateful and I have no way to repay him. However, I know myself well and will not affect the engagement between Miss Tan and His Royal Highness. Miss Tan, don't worry."

Tan Wuning was surprised that Lian Chunhu and Yan Qizhao were also there that time?

He had clearly released false information in his previous life, so why did he go there in person this time? What went wrong?

Without thinking too much, she quickly explained:

"Miss Shen, please don't be so self-deprecating, and don't worry about affecting my engagement. I have no feelings for His Royal Highness Prince Yi. I came to see Miss Shen tonight to help His Royal Highness convey his admiration."

She stuffed the medicine bag in her hand into Shen Weicang's hand and said, "His Highness drank tonight and will definitely feel uncomfortable. If Miss Shen can go and comfort him, he will definitely be very happy."

Shen Weicang pinched the medicine bag and laughed in his heart. What did Yan Qizhao's happiness have to do with her? Could it be that Tan Wuning really thought that she would take the opportunity to curry favor with Yan Qizhao and wait to see her good show?

She lowered her head and said shyly, "I... This is my first time in this palace. How can I be qualified to appease His Royal Highness Prince Yi?"

"Don't worry." Seeing that she was moved, Tan Wu Ning continued to encourage her, "I'll take you there when the time comes. He usually rests in Yonghe Hall."

Shen Weicang seemed to have made up his mind. He hummed softly, as if he had just remembered something. He took out a letter from his sleeve and said softly:

"Oh, I almost forgot. Wan Heng asked me to give you this letter."

Tan Wuning was somewhat surprised, but also somewhat suspicious. Xie Wanheng was clearly not kind to her, so why would he write a letter to her and ask Shen Weicang to pass it on?

Shen Weicang was not worried that Tan Wuning would not believe it. She had made it so clear that day that it was Xie Wanheng who had instructed her to bring the black snake with him, and it was clear that he was on guard against her.

However, Tan Wuning was still able to deceive herself and kept saying that Xie Wanheng might not know that she was afraid of snakes.

"It's actually not convenient for me to reveal this to you, but since it has something to do with the misunderstanding between you and Wan Heng, I have no choice but to speak out."

She made up a story:

"Actually, it was my aunt who poisoned me. I was afraid that it was her who did it, so I didn't want to pursue the matter. After all, I was living under someone else's roof, so it was better for me to be a little confused about some things."

Sure enough, after hearing this explanation, Tan Wuning believed it about 70% and held the letter tightly.

There was a hint of anticipation in her voice: "Is this...really what Xie Wanheng wrote to me?"

"It's absolutely true," Shen Weicang said firmly, "Wan Heng knew that he had misunderstood you and felt guilty. He heard that your relationship with me has eased, so he asked me to pass on the message."

The joy of regaining what was lost lingered in Tan Wuning's heart. She didn't expect that there might be a chance for a turn of events.

Xie Wanheng's knowledge that he loved her was already deeply ingrained in her mind, so she naturally believed what Shen Weicang said.

The palace was very dark, and she could not see the contents of the letter. Just as she was about to tell Chunfeng to light the lamp, Tanyuan's voice suddenly rang out:

"Miss Tan, I'm going to rest here. Please move on, Miss Tan."

Tan Wuning didn't expect that there was a third person here, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

If Tan Yuan heard what she had just said to coax Shen Weicang, wouldn't everything be over?

Shen Weicang walked in with surprise:

"Tan Yuan, are you awake? You didn't respond when I called you just now. You haven't changed your clothes yet. I asked them to put your clothes in..."

"Ah!" Because she couldn't see clearly, she seemed to have bumped into the round stool next to the table. Her body suddenly lost balance and she screamed in surprise.

Tan Yuan quickly stood up and hugged her. Feeling her trembling with fear, he comforted her softly, "Cang Cang, it's okay. Don't be afraid. I won't let you get hurt."

Shen Weicang hugged his waist tightly: "I was scared to death."

As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered that Tan Yuan had not changed her clothes yet, so she didn't want to get anything on her clothes.

Just as she was about to let go and push him away, something suddenly touched the back of her hand that was holding him at the lower back.

At that moment, she was so frightened that she screamed again and hugged Tan Yuan tightly: "Ah! Tan Yuan, something touched my hand here!"

Tan Yuan's ears drooped slightly, and he helplessly freed one hand to hold down the tail behind him.

But the person in his arms was his sweetheart, and his tail was totally out of his control, it kept shaking, accidentally touching the back of her hand again.

The girl cried in fear: "Tan Yuan, let's go quickly, is there a ghost here? It touched me again!"

"Don't be afraid," he soothed softly, "With me here, no ghosts dare to approach you."

"You're talking nonsense," Shen Weicang really cried, "It touched me twice, and you said it didn't dare to get close to me!"

This time she jumped up and straddled him: "Go away, I don't want to be here anymore!"

Tan Yuan held her tightly, still trying to defend himself: "Ghosts with malicious intent would not dare to approach. It probably just wanted to play with you. It has no ill intentions."

"I don't want to play with it!" Shen Weicang cried and wanted to go out: "Are you going to take me out? If you don't take me out, I will never talk to you again!"

Tan Yuan was helpless. He realized that Tan Wuning had quietly slipped away. He raised his hand and gently pressed on Shen Weicang's neck. The girl immediately calmed down and put her head on his shoulder.

He couldn't go out at this time, so he had to let Cang Cang sleep here for a while.

He hugged Shen Weicang and turned back to the bed. His ears moved slightly again, and the tail behind him fell on her and wrapped around her waist.

Tan Wuning hurriedly walked away from the palace, fearing that Tan Yuan would pursue her for what she had just done.

But judging from what Shen Weicang said, he should have fallen asleep just now and should not have heard what she said, right?

She comforted herself, thinking that he probably didn't hear it, otherwise Tan Yuan wouldn't let her leave.

As she walked through a small garden and approached Shunhua Palace, a figure in front of her stood with his back to her, blocking her way.

Even if that figure turned into ashes, she would not mistake it for Yan Qizhao.

This was the first time she had seen him since her rebirth. Hatred welled up in her heart, but she had to bow her head and salute: "Your Highness, Prince Yi, is greeted by your humble servant."

Yan Qizhao did not turn around, his voice was cold: "I know that you also have memories of your past life."

This sentence almost made Tan Wuning fail. Yan Qizhao was actually the same as her. How could it be?

"I don't know what your Highness is talking about."

She lowered her head and tried to pass by him, and Yan Qizhao said again: "What did you say in front of Cang Cang just now? Do you need me to help you recall it?"

Tan Wuning's heart skipped a beat. She bit her lip and remained silent.

"I really didn't expect you to have such an idea," he said in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself, "If you have any grudges or hatred, you can just come at me. Why did you attack her?"

The intense emotions made Tan Wu Ning tremble a little. She finally couldn't help it. She sneered and said what she had done without any hesitation:

"Yes, I tricked Shen Weicang into seducing you so that you could only marry her. Isn't this a trick you used in your previous life? Why can't you bear it when I use it on your sweetheart?"

"I will treat her the same way you treated me in your previous life," her voice trembled. Although she was filled with anger, she did not dare to speak loudly.

"I will make you watch your loved ones die early, just like I did in my previous life, and make you suffer for the rest of your life!"

"So, I'm the one you hate the most."

With a "swish", Yan Qizhao pulled out a dagger. Seeing Tan Wuning taking a step back with a vigilant look on his face, he smiled coldly: "Don't you hate me? I'm standing here and letting you slaughter me."

As he said this, he lightly handed the dagger to Tan Wuning.

Tan Wu Ning clenched his hands: "Do you think I don't dare?!"

The resentment in her heart supported her to snatch the dagger, but she did not have the extra courage to raise the knife towards Yan Qizhao.

He is a prince. If he gets even the slightest injury, the emperor will blame him and the entire Pingnan Marquisate will be implicated.

"You don't dare?" He sneered disdainfully, "I'll help you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tan Wuning's wrist tightened, Yan Qizhao grabbed her sleeve and stabbed her heart with a dagger with such force that she could not break free.

"Ah!" Tan Wuning cried out in shock, subconsciously letting go of the dagger and taking several steps back, "Yan Qizhao, you are crazy!"