After Wen Boyuan's figure disappeared at the palace gate, the atmosphere in the palace relaxed slightly. Immediately afterwards, an imperial doctor walked in, holding a medicine box in his hand. The wrinkles on his face were engraved with the vicissitudes of time, but his eyes revealed the wisdom and compassion of the doctor. "Princess Qi, Wanyan Zongyi has woken up and his wounds have been properly treated." The imperial doctor's voice was steady and powerful, as if every word had the power to soothe people's hearts. Hearing this, Zhao Yingluo raised her eyebrows slightly, with a look of relief on her face. She hurriedly walked to the imperial doctor and asked in a low voice: "How is his injury? Is it serious?" The imperial doctor shook his head gently and replied: "Princess, don't worry, although Wanyan Zongyi's injury is serious, it does not damage his vital organs. He only needs to rest for a period of time and he will recover as before." After Zhao Yingluo heard this, the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. She breathed a sigh of relief and said to the imperial doctor: "Thank you for your help. Make sure his injury heals as soon as possible." The imperial doctor bowed in response and then exited the side hall. Zhao Yingluo tidied up for a while, then hurried to the side hall where Wanyan Zongyi was staying with several palace maids and guards. As soon as she stepped into the side hall, Zhao Yingluo saw Wanyan Zongyi lying on the bed, his face as pale as paper, but his eyes were extremely bright. She walked to the bed and sat down, and asked softly: "How do you feel? Does it still hurt a lot?" Wanyan Zongyi shook his head slightly and gave a weak smile: "Thank you for your concern, princess, I'm much better now." His voice was hoarse and low, but every word revealed perseverance and determination.
Zhao Yingluo sighed softly and said: "I suspect that the assassination was committed by Han Fang, the envoy of the Kingdom of Jin. He has now escaped from Kaifeng City, and we are pursuing him with all our strength." When Wanyan Zongyi heard this, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He held Zhao Yingluo's hand hard and said in an excited voice: "What the princess said is absolutely true! I had no intention of fighting for the throne, but that guy Wanyan Zonghan wanted to kill me. I, Wanyan Zongyi, will not avenge this. Not human!" His excitement affected the wound, causing him to gasp in pain. Zhao Yingluo saw this and quickly comforted her: "Don't get excited. The injury has not healed yet and you still need to take a good rest." She paused and then said: "Since you have revenge, I will help you. But you need to tell me your plan so that I can help you better." Wanyan Zongyi took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions. He said solemnly: "I still have some loyal forces in Shangjing City, and they have been waiting for my call. I plan to sneak back to the Kingdom of Jin and Shangjing to raise an army to resist Wanyan Zonghan's tyranny. But I am still injured and have difficulty moving. , we still need the princess’s help.” After hearing this, Zhao Yingluo's heart moved. This was an opportunity that could change the situation of the Jin Kingdom. It was also an opportunity that could consolidate the relationship between the Song Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom. She thought for a moment and then said: "Your plan is feasible, but sneaking back to Shangjing is not easy. I will send Wen Boyuan and others to escort you back and ensure your safety." A hint of gratitude flashed in Wanyan Zongyi's eyes, "Thank you so much for your help, princess! If I succeed in the future, I will never forget your kindness today!" Zhao Yingluo smiled slightly and said, "You can just rest and recuperate. We will discuss the matter in the long term after the injury recovers." She stood up and left the side hall with her decision already made in her heart. In the following days, Zhao Yingluo paid close attention to Wanyan Zongyi's injury while handling the affairs of the court. She would often visit him in the side hall to discuss future plans. Wen Boyuan and others were not idle either. They searched everywhere for Han Fang's whereabouts, but found nothing. However, just when Zhao Yingluo was worried about this matter, an unexpected news came: Han Fang's body was found in a deserted suburb outside the city! After hearing the news, Zhao Yingluo immediately rushed to the scene with Wen Boyuan and others. I saw Han Fang's body lying in the grass. His clothes were ragged and his face was purple. It was obvious that he had been poisoned to death. "What's going on?" Zhao Yingluo frowned and looked at the corpse in front of her, filled with doubts, "Who killed him? And for what?" Wen Boyuan and others also looked at each other. They searched Han Fang's body, but did not find any valuable clues.
"Princess, there must be something fishy about this matter." Wen Boyuan said in a deep voice, "Although Han Fang was an envoy of the Jin Kingdom, the fact that he was poisoned in our country will definitely arouse the suspicion and dissatisfaction of the Jin Kingdom. We must investigate as soon as possible Tell the truth and give an explanation to the Kingdom of Jin." Zhao Yingluo nodded in agreement that she knew the seriousness of the matter. She turned to Wen Boyuan and said, "You immediately send someone to investigate this matter and you must find out who killed Han Fang and the cause of his death." Wen Boyuan followed the order and left, while Zhao Yingluo stood there looking at Han Fang's body and fell into deep thought. At the same time, Wanyan Zongyi's injuries had basically recovered, and he began to make preparations to sneak back to the Kingdom of Jin. Zhao Yingluo carefully selected a group of loyal and reliable guards and think tanks for him to ensure that he could return to Shangjing safely and smoothly. Outside Kaifeng City, Wanyan Zongyi glanced at the tall Kaifeng City Wall and said with some emotion, "Princess, I don't know when we will see each other again after we say goodbye." Wanyan Zongyi sighed softly and expressed his feelings. Zhao Yingluo smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, I will be here waiting for your good news. I only hope that you can realize your wish as soon as possible. The night is as dark as ink, and a bright moon hangs high in the sky. Its silvery glow adds a bit of hazy beauty to the quiet city of Kaifeng. Zhao Yingluo stood on the high platform of the palace, watching Wanyan Zongyi, Wen Boyuan and his entourage drift away until they disappeared into the vast night. The breeze blew by, blowing the hair on her temples and stirring the thoughts in her heart. She knew that from this moment on, Wanyan Zongyi's fate would be full of unknowns and variables, and all she could do was trust and wait. Zhao Yingluo sighed softly, turned around and walked off the platform. Her steps were firm and powerful, as if every step carried the future and hope of the Song Dynasty. Returning to the palace, she immediately summoned the left prime minister Lu Yihao, with a serious and dignified look on her face. "Prime Minister Zuo, I have something to explain. I will immediately send an envoy to the Kingdom of Jin and deliver a letter to Emperor Wanyan Zonghan of the Kingdom of Jin." When Lu Yihao heard this, his expression became serious, and he bowed and said, "I obey the order. I wonder what the content of the princess' letter is about?" A cold light flashed in Zhao Yingluo's eyes, and she said in a deep voice: "Ask Wanyan Zonghan, why did he send Han Fang to carry out the assassination in our country? And why did he poison Han Fang to silence him? This matter is related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries, and he must be allowed to do it. Come up with a reasonable explanation.” Lu Yihao was shocked. He knew the seriousness of this matter. If not handled properly, it is likely to trigger a war between the two countries. He immediately accepted the order and said: "I am determined to handle this matter well and live up to the princess's trust."