Forcing me to become a concubine? Remarrying the Ninth Prince, she'll be pregnant all over the

A golden needle pierced Lin Qinglian's body unexpectedly in an instant.

She felt no pain and didn't see what Lin Wantang did.

"You...you..."

Lin Qinglian was taken aback, thinking Lin Wantang was bluffing. She laughed arrogantly, stopped struggling, and simply lay flat on the ground: "I thought you could do something to me, but it seems you're nothing special!"

"Do you dare? At the very least, I'm not the Crown Prince's concubine! There are many concubines, but are they all the same? A wife is subordinate to her husband, and my husband is the current Crown Prince, hahaha..."

Lin Qinglian laughed smugly, but as she laughed, her expression changed to one of hatred, and she said viciously, "You look down on being a concubine, but how noble are you anyway?"

If Lin Wantang had obediently refrained from calling off the wedding on that day, she could have legitimately joined forces with Chen to have a child through surrogacy and steal the child she gave birth to, without fear of a blood test or the truth coming to light.

Why did Lin Qinglian have to go to such lengths?

"Lin Wantang! You just can't stand to see me doing well! You've always looked down on me to the core! Ha, what's this about the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children? Bullshit! We're both Father's children, both of the Lin family's bloodline, why should I be inferior to you!"

Lin Qinglian was instantly enraged and struggled to get up, shouting, "I'm not reconciled! I..."

Before she could finish her angry words, her face changed drastically, and something seemed to be moving inside her abdomen. It didn't hurt much, but it was extremely unbearable for her.

"What...what did you do to me?"

Seeing that she finally seemed to understand, Lin Wantang's indifferent face turned icy cold. She stepped back and walked around her, slowly uttering a cryptic sentence: "Guess."

Lin Qinglian had no time to guess. Knowing that Lin Wantang was most skilled in medicine and could heal or poison people, she panicked and got up, frantically groping her body, shaking her clothes, trying to find the foreign object inside her.

But the gold needles embedded in the body, like nimble snakes, flow freely through the blood vessels.

"Ahhh..."

Lin Qinglian couldn't find it, nor did she know what it was. Fearful and angry, she screamed wildly, and like a madwoman, she bared her teeth and claws, tearing her clothes haphazardly.

"What have you done to me? Lin Wantang! How dare you! I am His Highness's concubine! I am a noblewoman! Your actions against me are a grave crime of disrespect and insubordination!"

Lin Wantang ignored him, lowered her eyes and slowly adjusted her cuffs and the remaining gold needles.

"Death?" After a long silence, she finally uttered a single word, followed by a cold laugh: "What are you thinking? That would be too easy for you."

Killing Lin Qinglian directly would certainly satisfy one's hatred, but it would only satisfy hatred and would bring disaster upon oneself.

After all, as Lin Qinglian said, her husband was Shen Huai'an. In the Crown Prince's palace, let alone a concubine, even a lowly palace maid would be investigated for any reason if she died, which could lead to trouble.

They are all tools in the power struggle; Lin Wantang is not so blinded by hatred.

"Then...you poisoned me?" Lin Qinglian guessed, her face contorted with panic. She continued to scream and shout wildly, tearing and thrashing about, completely losing all semblance of dignity.

Hearing the commotion outside, the eunuch outside could no longer ignore it and forced himself to enter. Seeing Lin Qinglian's frenzied state, he exclaimed in astonishment, "This...Miss Lin, what's wrong with this lowly servant...?"

"Who knows?" Lin Wantang said indifferently, straightening her embroidered handkerchief and turning to walk out. "She suddenly became delirious and started talking nonsense that doesn't make sense."

"Bullshit!" Lin Qinglian roared angrily, her face pale. "Lin Wantang, you're making false accusations! You're the one who poisoned me! You..."

She was so angry that she wanted to pounce on him again, but the little eunuch stopped her and ruthlessly pushed her to the ground.

"Are you crazy! What are you yelling about!"

The young eunuch glanced around. He had personally brought Lin Wantang here, but he hadn't seen her bring anything. So, where was the evidence for the poisoning claim?

This is utter nonsense!

"I think Miss Lin is right! This lowly servant has gone mad!" The little eunuch had suffered a lot of mistreatment and abuse at the hands of Lin Qinglian in the past, and now that the tables have turned, he has finally found an opportunity for revenge.

"I'm not crazy! I'm not! She poisoned me...it was her..."

Lin Qinglian screamed incessantly, but no one paid any attention.

The sounds rose and fell, but were cut off as Lin Wantang left, with the eunuch seeing her off and closing the door behind him.

"Miss Lin, look at the mess this has made! Who would have thought this lowly servant would go mad? It's all my fault for being careless. I apologize to you..."

The young eunuch bowed and escorted Lin Wantang all the way out of the palace, constantly apologizing with an embarrassed smile.

Lin Wantang looked relieved: "It's nothing, Father-in-law, you're too kind."

"But no matter what, Lin Qinglian is still my sister. She has already let down the Emperor and His Highness by causing such a mess. Now she has lost her mind, as the eunuch just saw. I couldn't even get the point across when I spoke to her. How can I possibly comfort her? Alas, she is reaping what she sowed. She is a pitiful person."

Lin Wantang's clever words not only cleared her of the claim that she "poisoned" Lin Qinglian into madness, but also showed the eldest sister's love and regret for her younger sister.

The young eunuch readily agreed, too lazy to suspect anything. After seeing Lin Wantang off, he quickly went to report back to Shen Huai'an and instructed the palace servants to inform His Majesty about Lin Qinglian's madness.

Unfortunately, the emperor was still seriously ill and had no time to worry about Lin Qinglian. He simply sent the palace servants to send Lin Qinglian to Jing'an Temple as soon as possible for her to be settled.

Shen Huai'an, currently under house arrest and unable to summon his trusted ministers, was too preoccupied with his own affairs to pay much attention to Lin Qinglian. Instead, he asked the young eunuch, "Lin Wantang has come to the Eastern Palace, why didn't anyone inform me?"

"Ah...this servant deserves to die!" The little eunuch, tongue-tied, hurriedly knelt down.

Li Fuhai glared at him, then smiled and explained, "Your Highness is not in a position to receive guests right now. These servants are just thinking of Your Highness's best interests."

Shen Huai'an sneered, looking down on Li Fuhai for acting on his own initiative, and said in a disdainful tone, "You're quite something, aren't you? You can even make decisions for me now."

Li Fuhai was terrified and hurriedly knelt down to beg for forgiveness.

Shen Huai'an ignored him and paced slowly, pondering in his heart that Lin Wantang was deliberately avoiding him because she felt that the trump card he held was not enough.

Ah, then let's add fuel to the fire.

He forced her to obediently come to him and beg him.

Shen Huai'an's eyes darkened with scheming, and he waved his hand with a cold smile, signaling Li Fuhai to rise. He then beckoned Li Fuhai to come closer and whispered some instructions.

Meanwhile, the emperor lay on his dragon bed, his chest heaving like a bellows, barely managing to stop: "What...what did you say? Who died? Outrageous! I just ordered her to be transferred to Jing'an Temple, and she's already dead?"

"Your Majesty, Grand Tutor Lin is requesting an audience outside the palace."

Hua Twenty-Three bowed with a worried expression and reported, "I just received news that Lin Qinglian is really... dead."