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

Chapter 167 They're even willing to risk their lives.
The eunuch was so frightened that his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground: "Your Highness, you mustn't!"

The maids knelt down in unison: "Your Highness, please put down the knife!"

"Chen'er, what are you doing!" The Empress Dowager was so frightened that she dared not move, looking at the blood on Ye Jinchen's neck with great pity.

Ye Jinchen's expression remained unchanged, his voice as cold as iron: "Mother, I only ask for three days. Within three days, I will definitely investigate this case thoroughly."

"Fine! Fine! I'll give you three days!" The Empress Dowager hurriedly agreed, saying, "Quickly put down that frightening thing! Put it down!"

In the embassy attic, Mu Jiyue suddenly pressed down on the trembling bronze cauldron, her fingertips catching a trace of spilled black blood.

Those were the traces of the backlash from the Thread-Pulling Gu within the Empress Dowager's body!
"How could this be..." She stared at the mother Gu that had suddenly stiffened in the cauldron, her dimpled fingers digging into her palm. "The old thing was actually able to break free from my Gu?"

Her fingertips brushed across the crystal mirror, reflecting the scene of Shou Kang Palace.

Ye Jinchen's dagger tip pressed against his neck, and beads of blood rolled down the iron blade, spreading a glaring red on the carpet.

"Fool..." She suddenly crushed the Gu worm in her hand, the juice staining her nails red. "For Sheng Yunqing, you're even willing to risk your life?"

In the mirror, the Empress Dowager finally relented, and the old nanny rushed forward, crying, to bandage Ye Jinchen's wounds.

Mu Jiyue suddenly flicked her sleeve, knocking over the mirror, and all the candles in the room went out.

In the darkness, she pinched her trembling wrist until crescent-shaped bloodstains appeared.

"What kind of heart-devouring curse did Sheng Yunqing cast on you?"

Royal study room.

On the dragon throne, a man in a dragon robe had a smug look on his face.

On the dragon's desk, the edict exiling the Sheng family was about to be drafted, and a cold smile curled his thin lips.

This time, the Sheng family finally collapsed.

The chief eunuch rushed into the room, knelt before the dragon table, and said in a trembling, high-pitched voice, "Your Majesty, someone from Shou Kang Palace has arrived."

Ye Jinfeng frowned, his hand holding the vermilion brush paused slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Speak."

"Her Majesty the Empress Dowager's decree..." The old eunuch bowed his head to the ground, "The exile of the Sheng family is to be postponed for three days."

"Postpone?" Ye Jinfeng sneered, sweeping aside the numerous memorials piled on the table with the sleeve of his dragon robe. "I had no idea that even state affairs now depended on the whims of the Shou Kang Palace?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and gritted his teeth inwardly.

The Empress Dowager is truly getting old; she's so willful. If it weren't for her instigation earlier, this exile wouldn't have been decided so quickly. Now, how could this be...?

What happened at Shou Kang Palace?

The old eunuch kneeling below trembled and said, "It was...it was the Prince of War who rashly stormed into the palace and threatened to kill himself..."

"Using suicide as leverage?!" Ye Jinfeng slammed his pen on the dragon desk with a "bang," coldly snorted, and flicked his sleeve, saying, "You, Ye Jinchen, have gone to such lengths to protect the Sheng family!"

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily.

He thought his mother was finally on his side, but he never expected... she was still so biased!

Suddenly, the sound of porcelain shattering came from outside the hall; a young palace maid had dropped a teacup in fright.

Enraged, Ye Jin raised her hand and smashed the inkstone against the palace door: "Get out!"

Xie Mansion.

After returning to her residence, Zhi Xing didn't say a word and slept until evening.

As she opened her eyes, a maid entered the room and said to Zhixing, "Miss, Master has arrived." Zhixing gave a soft "hmm" and slowly got up.

The Imperial Censor stepped into the inner room, followed by a servant carrying a gilded lacquer box with intertwined branches.

He smiled gently and said, "His Highness the Crown Prince ordered me to send you some tonics, saying they are... precious items for calming the mind and nourishing the blood."

Zhi Xing stared at the familiar Eastern Palace emblem on the lacquer box, a glint of light flashing in her eyes. The corners of her lips unconsciously lifted slightly as she said, "I understand."

The Imperial Censor noticed her exhausted appearance. She had sneaked out of the mansion last night and he couldn't find her all night. She was only brought back by the Crown Prince's carriage this morning. Soon after, an order to annul the engagement was issued.

He felt a chill run down his spine, fearing that Ye Jingnian would take his life, but the Crown Prince's residence had not sent any message about punishing him.

With such extraordinary abilities, even the entire household couldn't catch Zhi Xing. The unpredictable Ye Jingnian entrusted him with such a huge responsibility, leaving him utterly helpless and on the verge of tears.

I wonder when I'll finally get rid of this little devil...

After showing her the tonics, the Imperial Censor waved his hand and ordered a maid to deliver the tonics to the pharmacy.

Seeing that the Imperial Censor had not left, Zhi Xing raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is there anything else, Father?"

The Imperial Censor smiled awkwardly and said, "What I wanted to ask is, there are still quite a few tonics sent by Prince Xian piled up in the pharmacy. Do you still want them?"

Zhi Xing said coldly, "It's lost."

As dusk settled, the copper bells on the eaves jingled softly in the night breeze.

Zhi Xing leaned against the window, holding a spoon in her hand, gently scooping up the medicine in the bowl, her thoughts drifting away.

"Would you be willing to take the position of concubine?"

Hearing the familiar voice behind her, Zhi Xing's heart skipped a beat, and the hand holding the medicine bowl suddenly loosened its grip. However, a hand reached out from behind and caught the porcelain bowl that was about to fall to the ground.

Zhi Xing suddenly turned around and saw Ye Jingnian's expressionless face.

Recalling what he had just said, Zhi Xing's heart skipped a beat, and she clenched her fists nervously, asking, "What...did Your Highness just say?"

Ye Jingnian put down the medicine bowl, sat on the chair beside her, put his arm around her waist, and pulled her onto his lap.

Ye Jingnian raised his hand and gently stroked the wound on her neck, his movements full of tenderness, and said, "Although you are the legitimate daughter of the Imperial Censor, you have never been to the capital and do not know the etiquette of the capital. Making you the Crown Princess rashly will cause you trouble."

"What is Your Highness saying?" Zhi Xing seemed a little confused, unable to believe that Ye Jingnian would say such a thing to her.

Ye Jingnian picked up the medicine bowl on the table and fed the medicinal food to her.

Zhi Xing bowed her head and drank the medicine. Ye Jingnian smiled with satisfaction: "You haven't taken any supplements for several days, but you've been obedient today?"

Upon hearing this, Zhi Xing lowered her head awkwardly, avoiding his gaze, and whispered, "Mmm..."

Ye Jingnian put the empty medicine bowl back, bent down to kiss away the soup stains on her lips, tasted it carefully, and said, "This is the best snow frog blood bird's nest soup. Drink it on time every day."

A warm, large hand pinched her waist and said, "Too thin."

A blush crept onto Zhi Xing's face as she lowered her head and said, "Yes..."

Ye Jingnian's lips curled up, and he gently twirled a strand of her hair with his fingertip, saying, "I say, I will marry you and make you the Crown Prince's concubine."

The blush on Zhixing's face hadn't faded. She looked up at him, and remembering his resolute attitude these past few days, her voice trembled with aggrieved sobs as she asked, "Why is Your Highness suddenly being so kind to Zhixing?"

"Suddenly?" Ye Jingnian pressed his forehead against hers, looking at her evasive gaze, his eyes revealing a deep meaning, "Haven't I loved you enough?"

"It hurts!" A few tears glistened in Zhi Xing's eyes as she gently bit her lip, her face flushed with shyness.