The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Chapter 231 Late Night Visitor

The air suddenly became stagnant and dead silent.

A few seconds later, "Snap!" The Queen slapped Nanny Pan so hard that her head tilted to the side.

"What are you talking about? What does it have to do with my father?"

The queen's eyes were wide open, her chest heaving violently, and her eyes were full of anger and shock.

She took a step forward, pointed her finger at Pan Ma who was kneeling on the ground, and whispered through gritted teeth: "If you weren't an old lady who has served me for many years, this sentence would be enough to make you die ten thousand times!"

Nanny Pan covered her face and kowtowed repeatedly, she was so flustered that she couldn't even lift her head.

"Please spare me, Madam! I was confused for a moment and spoke nonsense. Madam, please don't take it to heart!"

As she spoke, she suddenly raised her hands, slapped her face left and right, and begged, "Please spare my life, my lady! I deserve to die, I am a bad mouth!"

The queen was so angry that a fire surged up in her chest. She turned around and said in a cold voice: "Get lost! If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for punishing you personally!"

When Aunt Pan heard this, she felt as if she had received a great pardon from heaven. She crawled up from the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to express her gratitude: "Thank you, Madam, for your forgiveness! Thank you, Madam, for your forgiveness!"

Then she stumbled out of the bedroom, not even bothering to pick up one of her shoes that had fallen, just wanting to escape from the center of the angry storm as far as possible.

It was so quiet in the bedroom that only the flickering of the candlelight could be heard.

The queen had her back to the door, her hands clenched into fists, her knuckles white, and her face ashen.

Her chest heaved violently. She tried to suppress the anger in her heart and whispered to herself, "Nonsense... It's impossible..."

But the more she comforted herself, the more those vague suspicions quietly entangled her heart like a poisonous snake, making her unable to get rid of them no matter what.

"Sikong family..." The queen gritted her teeth, with complex emotions in her eyes - anger, suspicion, and deep fear. She didn't want to think too much, but she couldn't control the speculation in her mind.

Outside the window, the night wind rushed in mixed with coolness, blowing the curtains. The swaying candlelight was reflected on the queen's tense face, making her expression look even more sharp and suppressed.

She suddenly strode towards the desk, picked up a pen to write something, then stopped, crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it on the ground.

"Wait a little longer..." She murmured softly, as if trying to convince herself.

But her hand holding the pen was still shaking slightly, and there was a bottomless confusion in her eyes.

……

With such a big incident during the day, this night is bound to be restless.

Shen Runing had just released the pigeon when he heard a hurried knock on the door. Chun Zhi immediately stepped forward and asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"

A servant's slightly nervous voice came from outside the door: "Miss, the Seventh Prince's Consort is here."

Shen Runing was slightly startled. The Seventh Prince's Consort Helan Duoduo? Why was she looking for her so late at night?

Qiu Zhi subconsciously stood in front of Shen Runing, looking alert: "Why does she come to see you in the middle of the night?"

The servant outside the door was also a little frightened, and answered in a low voice: "This...I dare not ask. However, the Seventh Prince's wife looks very wrong."

Chunzhi and Qiuzhi looked at each other, obviously uneasy about this sudden late-night visit.

"Then, should we let her in?" the doorman added tremblingly.

Shen Runing frowned, his mind full of thoughts.

After thinking for a while, Shen Runing said, "Please ask her to go to the study first."

The doorman responded and hurriedly retreated. Chunzhi asked in a low voice: "Miss, do you want to call the guards of the mansion? Helan Duoduo's coming is suspicious, what if there is a trick..."

Shen Runing shook her head, her eyes calm but with a hint of coldness: "Since she dared to visit me so late at night, she must have a compelling reason. We should just wait and see what happens."

After a while, the doorman returned and said, "Miss, the Seventh Prince's wife is already waiting in the study."

Shen Runing put on his outer robe and walked slowly towards the study with Chunzhi and Qiuzhi.

Under the corridor, the night breeze blew, she tightened her cloak, her eyes were deep, today during the day, Helan Duoduo also helped her.

But why did she come to visit so late at night? Various possibilities flashed through Shen Runing's mind, and his expression became colder.

Shen Runing whispered to herself, her tone revealing a bit of inquiry, "Is she helping me because of common interests, or is she doing something else?"

Chun Zhi asked in a low voice: "Miss, are you worried about the Seventh Prince's Consort?"

Shen Runing smiled faintly: "I'm not worried. Since she's here, she must be asking for help from me. But if she has other intentions..., don't blame me..."

As she spoke, she had already walked to the door of the study. Two servants were standing at the door. When they saw Shen Runing, they bowed their heads and saluted, saying softly, "The Seventh Prince's Consort has been sitting quietly and has not moved."

Shen Runing nodded and raised his hand to signal Chunzhi to open the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Helan Duoduo sitting alone at the table, his face as pale as paper, his brows furrowed, and his fingers tightly clenched around a handkerchief.

"Seventh Prince's Consort." Shen Runing bowed slightly, her tone calm but with a hint of distance, "I wonder what brings you here so late at night?"

Helan Duoduo looked up suddenly, with unconcealable panic and anxiety in his eyes.

She stood up, took a step forward, and whispered, "Miss Shen, I...I have something to ask of you."

Helan Duoduo slowly loosened the handkerchief she was holding, took a deep breath, and looked up at Shen Runing.

"Lord Fangyi," she said in a low voice, trembling a little, "I know it's very presumptuous to disturb you so late at night, but I really can't help it."

Shen Runing frowned slightly, looking at Helan Duoduo's moist eyes and slightly trembling hands. Although she was confused, she still maintained a calm expression.

She said softly, "Seventh Prince's Consort, you are too polite. You helped me in the palace today, but I haven't thanked you yet. Now that you have something to ask of you, just speak up."

Helan Duoduo gritted his teeth and lowered his eyes, as if he was considering his words.

After a moment, she said, "My maid Shanhu has been bedridden for several days..."

"I have consulted many doctors but none of them can find anything..."

Helan Duoduo pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and finally whispered: "Shanhu has been following me since Liuli Country. She has done her best to take care of my daily life over the years..."

Then he looked up at Shen Runing, his eyes full of helplessness and anxiety: "Lord Fangyi, I know that asking you to treat a maid is impolite and even against the rules of respect and inferiority."

"But Shanhu is more than just a maid to me... She is the closest person to me in this lonely life in the palace. I can't just watch her get sick like this."

At this point, her voice choked, and she lowered her head slightly, obviously struggling for a long time in her heart: "If the county lord is willing to help, no matter what you want, I will do my best to satisfy you."

Shen Runing listened quietly, with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes.

After a moment, she chuckled, breaking the dull atmosphere: "Seventh Prince's Concubine, do you think I want to ask for too much?"

Helan Duoduo was startled when he heard this, raised his head, and said in amazement: "You...are willing to help?"

Shen Runing stood up and walked slowly to the window. The night wind gently blew her hair. Her voice was light, but with a hint of certainty: "I thought it was a huge problem. In front of human life, how can there be a distinction between high and low?"

Helan Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief, tears welling up in his eyes: "Thank you, Lord County."

Shen Runing turned to look at her, her eyes more calm: "However, the cause of the maid's illness is unknown, and the imperial doctors are helpless. I'm afraid it's not a simple illness."

Does Shen Runing completely trust Helan Duoduo?

how is this possible.