You have asked for permission to marry, why should I restrain myself?

Seeing Lin Zhaoyue fall, Xiao Yan's heart tightened. When he looked at the maid again, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The icy water soaked her skirt. The sun was out today and she wasn't wearing much to begin with. She was now wet all over. Although the heat caused by the love poison in her body was dispelled, it was replaced by coldness.

Lin Zhaoyue propped herself up, put the basin away, wrung the clothes a few times, silently took another piece of ice water, washed the towel, and began to wipe Liu Yiyi's sweat.

Not a word was spoken the whole time.

Liu Yiyi looked at Lin Zhaoyue, who was all wet, with a look of surprise:

"Sister Yue, what's wrong with you? Why are you soaked?"

Lin Zhaoyue said calmly without blinking:

"Oh! I accidentally fell."

When Liu Yiyi heard her words, she smiled weakly and said:

"Sister Yue, how could you be so careless? Someone who doesn't know would think it was Sister Yue who took the Chinese medicine!"

"Well, you guessed right. Because there is no antidote for the drug you were poisoned with, your brother Yin also fed me the love poison to vent his anger on your behalf, making me feel ten times more uncomfortable than you."

When Xiao Yun said that it would be ten times more uncomfortable, Lin Zhaoyue had no idea. But now, her body was alternating between hot and cold, and it felt like there were millions of ants gnawing at her body. If she had not been tortured by her in the cold palace in her previous life, she would not have been able to hold on now.

Listening to Lin Zhaoyue calmly recounting what he had done, an indescribable bitterness surged in Xiao Yan's heart, and his heart felt a slight panic and dull pain.

He would rather she cried and made a fuss, or slapped him and scolded him, rather than being as calm as she was now.

The calmness made him feel uneasy. The panic of losing something made him a little breathless, and his pink lips were tightly pursed...

Liu Yiyi looked at the dense beads of cold sweat on Lin Zhaoyue's forehead, and a flash of pride appeared in her eyes.

Pretending to be scared, he said:

"Sister Yue, if we can't find an antidote for this medicine, will Yiyi die?"

Lin Zhaoyue said expressionlessly: "Yes."

When the maidservant next to her heard Lin Zhaoyue say yes, she wanted to pull out her tendons and skin her alive.

"But don't worry. If you die, your brother Ying will kill me to accompany you in your burial. It's not a loss for Miss Liu to bury the second daughter of a Duke's Mansion."

As she spoke, Lin Zhaoyue took out the towel that had become hot and wet and soaked it in the ice water again.

The ice water turned her white hands red.

Everyone else saw the maid's deliberate troublemaking just now, but Miss Lin II said nothing, and the prince also said nothing.

The prince kept silent because he doted on those girls and turned a blind eye. As for the Second Miss Lin, after what she had just said about what the prince had done to her, she naturally didn't dare to do it again.

With the support of the prince, the few of them looked at each other and became bolder.

While the prince was discussing Liu Yiyi's condition with the imperial physician, when Lin Zhaoyue stood up, he stepped on her skirt.

The outer layer of the skirt was a layer of gauze. When they stepped on it, there was a ripping sound and the back half of the gauze was torn off directly. The gauze dragged on the ground, looking out of place.

Lin Zhaoyue just took a look, glanced at them, then pursed her red lips and moved on her knees to Liu Yiyi's bed.

The few people who succeeded looked at each other, then covered their mouths and laughed.

This was the scene that Xiao Yan saw when he turned around.

Looking at Lin Zhaoyue's cowardly look as she was targeted by those little maids and dared not say a word, her pink thin lips were tightly pursed and the nameless anger in her chest began to rage inside her body again.

Lin Zhaoyue, what about your temper!

"Your Highness, Mr. Li is here."

Mr. Li is a famous miracle doctor and the exclusive doctor of the Eastern Palace. He also specializes in treating Liu Yiyi's heart disease.

When Liu Yiyi had a relapse before, he went to look for a new prescription.

Liu Yiyi's heart disease is really strange. The root cause cannot be found, but it cannot be cured. It relapses every few periods of time, over and over again.

Old Li was drying herbs in his small hut when he was captured by people from the Eastern Palace. He looked exhausted.

Hearing the noise outside, several maids hurried out to greet them. Before leaving, someone kicked Lin Zhaoyue.

The poison made her feel exhausted. She was kicked and fell to the ground. Her head hit the sandalwood bed. She felt a sharp pain in her head. Her eyelids drooped and she fell into darkness...

……

Several maids followed Mr. Li's instructions and prepared the necessary things.

After the maids left the room, they couldn't help but chat excitedly:

"Who would have thought that the once glorious Miss Lin would end up like this?"

“Hahahahahahahahaha, I never thought that one day we would be able to step on the apple of the Duke’s eye, and she wouldn’t dare to say a word.”

"So what about the Duke's Mansion? Can it be more important than the Crown Prince? As long as she is favored by the Crown Prince, no matter how high her father or brother is, she will be treated as a grandson in front of the Crown Prince. Thinking of Miss Lin's cowardly look just now makes me want to laugh!"

"I just kicked her."

"I stepped on her skirt..."

Looking at the people walking further and further away, Qingzhu's grip on the hilt of the sword kept tightening.

She lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes hiding the emotions in her eyes...

……

This was the scene that Xiao Yan saw when he and Mr. Li walked around the screen and entered the room.

A young girl in wet clothes and skirt was lying on the ground, blood oozing from her forehead, forming a small puddle.

His eyes were closed tightly, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.

Xiao Yun's raised foot paused, his dark pupils widened inch by inch, inexplicable panic spread throughout his limbs and bones, his whole body stiffened, and his heart stopped beating for a moment.

The hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists, the cold white knuckles protruding and turning white from exerting too much force, and his tightly pursed lips trembled unconsciously.

He wanted to move, but couldn't. He wanted to say something, but after moving his lips a few times, still no words came out.

The whole body seemed to be fixed by something.

Mr. Li exclaimed and hurried forward.

I checked for any external injuries, and found nothing else except for the forehead.

As soon as he felt her pulse, he was startled by the heat of her body:

"Why is it so hot?"

After taking Xiao Yan's pulse for a while, Elder Li looked at him with some doubt:

"Prince, why are these symptoms so similar to yours..."

"Leave her to me. Elder Li will treat Yiyi."

When he said this, his voice was hoarse and rough.

After closing his eyes and calming down, Xiao Yan walked over and hugged the person in his arms.

Feeling the scorching heat coming from her thin body, the heat seemed to turn into lava, burning his internal organs.

Xiao Yun lowered his eyes and looked at the person who had fainted in his arms, his throat dry.

He thought that no matter whether Liu Yiyi could survive or not, the punishment for her was enough.

Seeing Xiao Yan carrying Lin Zhaoyue out, Qingzhu stood up quickly. When he saw Lin Zhaoyue, who was soaked and covered in blood, he drew his sword and pointed it at Xiao Yan's throat:

"Give me the lady."

Xiao Yan ignored her sword and said:

"Go find some clean clothes and go to the Duke's Mansion to report that Princess Duanmin has invited Miss Lin Er to stay at the palace for two days."

"Give me the lady."

The prince humiliated the young lady in this way and allowed others to bully her. Qingzhu no longer trusted him.

Seeing Qingzhu's stubbornness, Xiao Yan spoke coldly:

"What? You want your young lady to compromise for you?"

Qingzhu gritted his teeth, glared at him fiercely, but finally put away his sword.

After carefully placing the person on the bed, Xiao Yan took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve pocket, poured a pill onto his fingertips, pried open Lin Zhaoyue's red lips, and forced her to swallow it.

When he was about to take off her outer robe first, he caught a glimpse of a clear footprint on her clothes.

This footprint was definitely not hers, it could only be...

Thinking of the scene in Liu Yiyi's room where the maids bullied Lin Zhaoyue, he stared at the footprints in silence for a while, then said:

"Feng Xin."

Feng Xin walked in twisting his body, still feeling some pain from Qing Zhu's palm strike.

"My subordinate is here."

"Kill all the maids serving in the East Courtyard today and sink their bodies into the river!"

As soon as Xiao Yan finished speaking, a mocking voice came from behind him:

"Your Highness, are you trying to help me vent my anger?"