The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 152 What Don't You Dare To Do?

Bai Muling narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and glanced at Zhi Xing, who was keeping her head down and remaining silent.

She wasn't stupid enough to let Ye Jingnian send her away so she could be all lovey-dovey with this little fox. If she wanted to leave, she would leave together.

Bai Muling raised her lips smugly, tilted her head slightly, and said, "Your Highness, Father is watching."

Ye Jingnian hated being threatened the most. He suppressed his anger and slammed down the wine glass in his hand.

The fact that it's acting up now is just giving Ye Jinchen a laugh.

After thinking it over, he mumbled an "Mmm." Bai Muling finally revealed a triumphant smile, lazily got up, glanced at Zhixing, and said, "Let's go."

Zhi Xing clenched her fist hidden in her sleeve, lowered her head, and followed her away.

Ye Jingnian turned his head and said to Yan Chuan, "Send someone to follow them, just in case."

"Yes."

The Imperial Garden, with a full moon hanging in the sky.

Li Zhiwan and Sheng Yunqing were strolling along the Peony Pavilion.

Holding a plain white round fan, she pointed to the peonies in full bloom in the courtyard and said with a smile, "Yunqing, look how beautifully that twin peony is blooming."

As the two walked to the pavilion, they suddenly heard the sound of porcelain shattering coming from behind the artificial hill.

"Your Highness, please calm your anger! This subordinate will go and investigate immediately..."

"waste!"

A figure in moon-white robes emerged with a flick of his sleeve, and Ye Jinlan's usually gentle face was now covered in frost.

Li Zhiwan, unaware of what was happening, bumped right into him.

"How dare you!" Ye Jinlan grabbed her wrist with his backhand, the force almost crushing her bones.

Upon seeing who it was, he immediately released his wrist, his expression softening slightly: "So it's Miss Li."

Li Zhiwan staggered backward, and the silk handkerchief embroidered with peach blossoms fluttered to the ground.

She forced a bow, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "This humble woman has offended Your Highness; I deserve to die..."

When Sheng Yunqing suddenly stepped forward and lifted Li Zhiwan's wrist, Li Zhiwan couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Her eyes darkened, and she frowned as she glared at Ye Jinlan, demanding, "Your Highness, Zhiwan has fractured her wrist."

Ye Jinlan then noticed Li Zhiwan's swollen wrist, and a wave of guilt washed over her. She turned to the guard beside her and said, "Quickly go and get the bandage."

"Yes."

Seeing Ye Jinlan's change from his usual gentle demeanor, Sheng Yunqing narrowed his eyes with some suspicion and asked, "Your Highness, what has happened?"

Ye Jinlan's eyes flickered slightly as she looked away from Li Zhiwan's swollen wrist, revealing a polite smile: "It's just some trivial matter. My subordinate didn't handle things well, so I just gave her a lesson."

He raised his hand to signal the guards to step back: "I lost my composure for a moment, please forgive me."

Seeing his gentle smile, Li Zhiwan nodded slightly, then shook her head with a shy smile: "It was Zhiwan who disturbed Your Highness."

Li Zhiwan's hand injury needed treatment. When the guard brought the medicine box, a knowing look flashed in Sheng Yunqing's eyes.

She pretended to realize something and patted her sleeve: "Oh dear, I left my sachet over by the peony bushes. Zhiwan, you go with the prince to get it bandaged first, I'll be right behind you."

Before Li Zhiwan could respond, Sheng Yunqing had already turned and left.

As the night breeze blew, the fragrance of peonies grew even stronger.

Li Zhiwan stood awkwardly in front of the stone table, watching Ye Jinlan skillfully prepare the ointment.

His slender fingers, coated with a glossy white medicinal cream, shone like beautiful jade in the moonlight.

"Give me your hand." Li Zhiwan tremblingly offered her injured wrist, and Ye Jinlan's movements suddenly stopped—on her wrist was a silver chain with orchid patterns that was extremely similar to the heirloom of his mother.

"This chain..."

“It was left by my mother,” Li Zhiwan said in a voice barely audible. “If Your Highness does not like it, this humble woman…”

Ye Jinlan's eyes flickered slightly, and he finally sighed softly, gently applying the ointment to her wound: "Bear with it."

On the other side, Sheng Yunqing walked on the pebble path, raised her hand towards the full moon in the sky, as if touching it.

"Miss, didn't we come here to find the sachet?" Dong Ning looked at Sheng Yunqing with a puzzled expression.

Sheng Yunqing chuckled, raised her hand and tapped her forehead, saying, "Silly blockhead, can't you see that Zhiwan likes Prince Xian?"

Dong Ning then realized something and nodded in sudden understanding.

Sheng Yunqing sat on the swing next to her, swaying leisurely.

Dong Ning consciously walked behind her and pushed the swing, saying, "Miss, why does the Crown Princess always seem to be targeting you?"

Sheng Yunqing sneered and said, "Why is Bai Qianci targeting me?"

Dong Ning paused for a moment, then shook her head.

Why is the Bai family targeting me?

Dong Ning shook her head again: "This servant is stupid and doesn't understand."

Looking at the twinkling stars in the night sky, Sheng Yunqing said, "They all share a common master."

Dong Ning suddenly realized: "Miss means..."

She quickly covered her mouth, then asked in confusion, "But... why does 'that person' have to target you, Miss?"

Sheng Yunqing closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The Duke of Bai's actions were probably not only aimed at her, Sheng Yunqing, but also at the entire Sheng family behind her.

Her grip on the swing ropes gradually tightened, and when she opened her eyes, there was a hint of anger in them.

The massacre of the Marquis's family that day was probably not that simple.

The moonlight, like water, poured over the winding corridors of the Imperial Garden.

Bai Muling, supported by her maid, walked slowly forward. Amidst the soft chirping of insects and the fragrance of flowers, she suddenly stopped, turned her head to glance at the silent Zhixing behind her, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

"What, His Highness isn't here, and you've forgotten how to speak?"

Zhi Xing lowered her eyelashes, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible: "What are your orders, Crown Princess?"

Bai Muling chuckled and dismissed the maid beside her.

These maids were all informants for Ye Jingnian; she wouldn't feel comfortable leaving them here.

Bai Muling snorted softly, her gaze falling on Zhixing's pale face: "On such an important day, you didn't even put on makeup. Did you deliberately stay up for several nights without eating or drinking to look so haggard? Who are you trying to make feel sorry for with this pitiful appearance?"

Zhi Xing's fingertips trembled slightly, and her knuckles turned white from the force.

"The slaves dare not."

"You dare not?" Bai Muling suddenly reached out, lifting Zhixing's chin with her fingertips and forcing her to look up. "You can even climb onto His Highness's bed, what are you afraid of?"

Thinking back to that morning, when she arrived at Ye Jingnian's bedchamber and saw this woman's figure on the bed, she unconsciously tightened the grip on her chin.

"You vixen, your eyes can't hide your thoughts. I'm warning you, don't think that just because His Highness glances at you a few times, you'll rise to the top."

Zhi Xing was forced to look directly at her, feeling as if a sharp blade had pierced her chest.

"His Highness is really looking forward to the child in my womb. You see, he used to cherish you so much, but when I asked for it, he agreed, didn't he?"

Bai Muling gently stroked her belly, her smile deepening: "As for you," she released her hand, glancing at Zhixing with disdain, "you're nothing more than a bed warmer."