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

Chapter 200 Giving Him a Big Gift

On the roof of Zhaohui Hall in the Prince Ye's Mansion, a tile was quietly lifted.

Sheng Xiao glanced at the unconscious woman on the bed. Ye Jinchen, who was beside him, helped her up and carefully fed her the medicine from the bowl.

His eyes were dark as he looked at the short flute in his hand. After hesitating for a long time, he closed his eyes.

After a long while, the maid who brought the medicine closed the door. When Sheng Xiao opened her eyes, she saw Ye Jinchen undressing her.

Sheng Xiao frowned, a sudden, inexplicable displeasure rising in his heart, but then he noticed the medicine box beside him.

Ye Jinchen removed the gauze wrapped around Sheng Yunqing's shoulder. Although the wound he had inflicted was not deep, the thought of the childhood scene he had just witnessed caused a sudden pang of pain in his heart.

He sighed softly, bent one knee and sat on the roof, and began to play his flute.

With just a gentle whistle, the flute played a melodious and calming tune, but he felt his vital energy being gradually drained away, and he felt increasingly powerless.

The guards in the distance spotted the person playing the flute on the roof and were about to approach when Pei Xuan stopped them: "His Highness has ordered that this person not be touched."

The guard nodded and accepted the order: "Yes."

After the music ended, Sheng Yunqing slowly opened her eyes.

"Qing'er, you're awake." Ye Jinchen gripped her hand tightly.

Sheng Yunqing was helped up by him. Looking at the time marked on the water clock on the table, she seemed to have just heard the sound of the calming flute.

She gently raised her lips and said, "Yes, I'm awake."

The moved tiles were quietly put back in place. Hearing the slight noise, Sheng Yunqing's gaze softened and deepened: "Take care, little brother."

When I returned to the inn, a familiar voice rang out: "Where have you been?"

Hongling, controlling the Gu worms, spoke to him as he returned late.

Sheng Xiaoyu choked and sat down in the chair: "I... was caught by Lu Changxuan."

"What a waste." Even through the Gu worms, Sheng Xiao could hear the disdain in her tone. She suddenly said solemnly, "The eldest princess is critically ill. Return immediately."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiao's heart skipped a beat, his brows furrowed, and he said, "Yes."

The Mingyao Palace, the imperial palace of Western Shu.

"Cough cough..." Mu Xiyang coughed lightly, covering his mouth, and blood oozed from between his fingers.

She lay on the soft couch, her figure slender and tall, her face paler than usual, her beauty poignant and broken.

As Hongling entered the room, a strong medicinal smell filled the air.

She frowned and subconsciously covered her nose, then clenched her fist and lowered it, bowing to Mu Xiyang inside the beaded curtain, and said, "Princess, we just captured several secret guards of the Zhu Luo royal family in the palace. Judging from their markings, they are from the Eastern Palace."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xiyang wiped her fingers with a pure white handkerchief, the bloodstains on her lips spreading across her pale lips, making her look eerie: "Did Ye Jingnian send someone to kill me?"

"Prince Zhu Luo seems to be looking for some books. I suspect he wants to remove the love potion..."

"Remove the love potion?" Mu Xiyang seemed to have heard something amusing, and lowered her head with a laugh, saying, "Does he even need to?"

"Crown Prince Zhu Luo probably doesn't know the Third Princess's identity yet. I've heard that he's been drawing blood from her every day as a medicinal ingredient for her to drink, hoping to delay the onset of the Gu poison."

“Bleeding every day…” Mu Xiyang raised her hand to cover her chest, a trace of pain appearing in her tired eyes, “I also bleed for him every day, does he not care at all?”

Then, she laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "So she's been by his side all along. The blood I poured out of my heart, the love potion I painstakingly cultivated, didn't even take effect..." She suddenly gritted her teeth, violently ripped open the gauze curtain beside her and threw it to the ground, her eyes filled with hatred as she said, "Why? I've sacrificed so much for you, and you won't even look at me? What did Zhixing do to make you, Ye Jingnian, so devoted! Cough cough cough..."

Mu Xiyang nearly lost his breath, lying on the bed coughing up blood as he clung to his stomach.

“Princess…” Hong Ling frowned, a hint of emotion flashing in her eyes.

Mu Xiyang snorted softly, wiped the bloodstains from the corner of her lips, and slowly stood up. Before she could take two steps forward, her legs went weak, and she crashed into a shelf next to her, unaware that the antique porcelain on it was shattering.

Hongling stepped forward to help her to the desk and sit down. She smiled and said to Hongling, "Grind the ink. I want to give Ye Jingnian a big gift. He... will definitely like it..."

Three days later, at the Crown Prince's residence, in the Zhaoyang Palace.

"Your Highness, we have received a letter from Princess Mingyao." Yan Chuan handed over the blood-stained envelope.

Ye Jingnian, who was reviewing memorials, frowned and said, "What's the point of bringing such unlucky things? Burn them."

Yan Chuan pursed his lips and said, "Your Highness, Princess Mingyao said that this letter contains the secret of Zhi Zhaoxun, and Your Highness will surely be interested."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jingnian narrowed his eyes slightly, paused slightly in his hand, and didn't even want to touch the paper. He lowered his head and said, "Read it."

"Yes."

Yan Chuan unfolded the letter; a few drops of sprayed blood had already dried.

"In the hundredth year of the Western Shu calendar (sixteen years ago), the Imperial Astronomical Bureau predicted that the baby girl in Consort Xia's womb would be the chosen saint of Western Shu. The Emperor declared that he would pass on all his knowledge to the Third Princess and allow her to enter a secret chamber to cultivate witchcraft by relying on the power of the divine stone after her coming-of-age ceremony."

Ye Jingnian raised an eyebrow. "Third Princess, that fool from the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion?"

"Before Princess Qionghua was even born, my father carved a fragment of divine stone, inlaid it with jade, and named it the Sun, Moon, and Starry Jade Pendant. He bestowed it upon the three princesses to enhance their witchcraft. I was jealous of Qionghua's favor and feared it would threaten my future position. So I bribed the princess's wet nurse to drown her after the princess's birth, in exchange for my cousin who was born on the same day. Who knew that the wet nurse would betray me and take the princess and the Starry Jade Pendant with her to Zhu Luo..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jingnian snapped the wolf-hair brush in his hand with a "snap" and stood there dumbfounded.

Yan Chuan was also stunned. He blinked as he looked at the words above, then saw the following text and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Keep reading." Ye Jingnian's voice turned cold.

Yan Chuan swallowed hard and said, "The wet nurse was controlled by my Gu worms and died suddenly in Zhu Luo. The real princess was placed in front of the Taiqing Temple along with the Star Jade Pendant..."

With a "thud," Yan Chuan loosened his grip, and the letter fell to the ground.

The air suddenly froze, and Ye Jingnian's face grew even more gloomy. He said, "Call Zhixing over."

Yan Chuan listened to his words with a chilling undertone: "Yes."

A moment later, the servants inside were dismissed, and Zhi Xing, dressed in plain clothes, stepped into the palace. Looking at Ye Jingnian, who was bowing his head and remaining silent in front of his desk, she cautiously raised her eyebrows and asked, "Your Highness, what brings you here to see A-Zhi?"

Zhi Xing slowly walked to his side, and suddenly he pulled her hand.

He examined her hand carefully and pricked her fingertip with a silver needle.

Zhi Xing frowned in confusion as she watched Ye Jingnian squeeze a drop of blood from her fingertip.

Ye Jingnian slowly took out the jade pendant from his bosom and dripped the blood from her finger onto it.

Suddenly, a blue-white light emerged from the patterns on the jade pendant.

(End of this chapter)