Transmigrating into a book: After getting married, I found that the target of the strategy has chang

The cold wind blew the leaves outside the window, making rustling sounds. The moon was lifted up into the clouds, covering the round jade plate. At this time, the noisy Suixia Academy had returned to silence. The last orange-yellow light was on in the prince's room, shaking constantly under the threat of the cold air that sneaked into the room inadvertently. The faint smell of medicine that was about to dissipate was faintly diffused in the nose. Gu Changfeng felt a little irritated, sighed, and almost extinguished the candle.

This action somehow woke up Zhao Si, who was sleeping on the floor. Perhaps he was used to sleeping on the high-end bed in the palace and had not stayed with the prince for a long time, so he did not sleep well. "Prince?" Zhao Si raised his head with sleepy eyes and saw Gu Changfeng sitting motionless at the head of the bed. He woke himself up by fright: Is he sick again? Can't sleep because of the discomfort?

Gu Changfeng didn't look at him. He closed his clothes and lay down in the already cold bed. "Nothing, take a rest."

Thinking back to two hours ago, he nervously asked Shen Mingjue about his movements yesterday. The man was stunned at first, and his eyes were a little evasive. "Yesterday, I was reviewing my lessons. After hearing that the prince was ill, I went to ask the servants to get some medicine."

Not only did he lie, but he also called him "Prince" again.

irritable.

Why did Shen Mingjue lie?

Is there anything he can't solve? Is he really that unreliable?

Gu Changfeng has been in this world for so long, and he is suffering from insomnia, which is rare.

The next morning, he went to Shen Mingjue for breakfast as usual, but when he reached the door of the room, perhaps because his illness had awakened his conscience, or perhaps because he noticed the hint that Xiao Wo was about to say, he turned around and went to Wen Heng.

When the door was pushed open, Wen Heng was getting dressed. Zhao Si said that his leg was broken, but in fact his injury was more serious. His forehead was cut and wrapped in white cloth. His movements were very careful and he groaned in pain, which showed how badly he was injured at the back door of the cafeteria yesterday.

"Prince?" Wen Heng noticed him, was startled, and immediately saluted him.

Gu Changfeng frowned and said nothing. He supported the person who was about to fall and signaled Zhao Si to close the door.

He took a closer look and found that there were no injuries on Wen Heng's cold face, but there was an obvious hand mark on his neck hidden between his cross-collared jacket, which showed that he was most likely strangled.

It doesn't look like a "broken leg" at all.

It was not comfortable to be supported like this. Wen Heng groaned uncomfortably, "Prince, I'm fine, please let go first."

Gu Changfeng immediately let go of his hand, then belatedly helped the man pull his clothes together and put him in proper clothes.

Wen Heng seemed a little surprised, but at the moment the only person he could rely on was the person in front of him, he had no choice.

"Thanks......"

"Who did it?"

They said it at the same time.

Gu Changfeng looked into his eyes and asked, "Who hurt you?" He didn't ask what happened, nor did he mention the false "broken leg" that Zhao Si had said.

Wen Heng was silent, then he smiled bitterly: "Sir, I can't say."

Good, good one can't.

One or two of them are so disobedient!

Bullying has finally reached him?!

Gu Changfeng suddenly shouted out of the door: "Zhao Si, come in!"

"Keep an eye on Master Wen. You have to stay with him all day. Master Wen's legs can't move, but he still has to go to class." After saying this, he left without looking back, leaving Zhao Si with a puzzled look on his face and Wen Heng with a worried look on his face.

Seeing that something was wrong with him, Xiao Wo quickly reminded him not to meddle in other people's business, but the latter just paused for a moment, then hurried back to his room, packed a few things, and told Xiao Wo his itinerary.

"I want to go to the palace and ask how to arrange the emperor's birthday." He was like a deflated ball. He had a strong backing, but these two people were so afraid of Zhou Chaoyang. "Mr. Zhou is so powerful, I can't match him."