Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

That green tea b*tch, she really knows how to rub salt in the wound.

Everyone in the capital knows that she has been relentlessly pursuing Jiang Xuan Yan for years. Not only does he never respond, but if she clings too tightly, she gets kicked away.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xuan Yan's face turned extremely gloomy.

"Love? She doesn't deserve it! Humph—"

Jiang Xuan Yan strode away without looking back.

"Hey? Ah Yan, why are you leaving? Quickly explain yourself to Miss Shen!"

Once she was sure the person was gone, Jiang Qingyi turned around, disgustedly shaking off Shen Ningzhu's hand as if she were throwing away some kind of viral garbage.

She took the silk handkerchief handed to her by the maid and carefully wiped her fingers.

Shen Ningzhu ignored her and prepared to take Liu Zhiyi's hand to go back to the house to wash and get dressed.

Unfortunately, the other party was blind and insisted on provoking her.

"Tsk tsk, am I seeing things? Some people are usually so arrogant, how come they look so miserable now?"

"The princess is right. Look at you, you're soaked to the bone, no, you look more like a drowned dog, you're so pathetic!"

Looking at Shen Ningzhu's graceful figure and her fair skin and delicate beauty, even though she was covered in mud, her stunning beauty was still undeniable.

Jiang Qingyi was so angry she wanted to grind her teeth.

That vixen, with her seductive looks and brothel-like behavior, no wonder she captured Ah Yan's heart.

She's just a commoner, what makes her so beautiful?

Shen Ningzhu suddenly turned around, her expression indifferent.

She precisely grabbed Jiang Qingyi's hair bun, kicked her in the back of the knee, and with a sudden force of her wrist, in the blink of an eye, Jiang Qingyi's hypocritical face was being rubbed in the mud.

She screamed in fright and choked on the sewage.

Her profile is burning hot.

The maids and servants nearby rushed over in fright, but Liu Zhiyi kicked them away or knocked them down in a few moves, all of them screaming in pain.

"Ahhh, let go of this princess, you madman!"

Shen Ningzhu: "You know I'm crazy, yet you still come looking for death in the middle of the night, rain or shine. Jiang Qingyi, are you just being a masochist?"

"When the moon is dark and the wind is high, people are killing people and setting fires."

"Guess if I'll kill someone and bury the body tonight?"

Thunder rumbled in the sky, casting flickering light on Shen Ningzhu's face and revealing the madness in her eyes.

Jiang Qingyi was terrified and began to beg for mercy.

The once proud and wealthy woman trembled like a withered leaf in the wind, tears mingling with rainwater and covering her face.

Her exquisite makeup was already ruined by the rain, and her dark, slicked-back hair was now disheveled and askew.

This description is far worse than what Shen Ningzhu just experienced.

Liu Zhiyi stepped forward and snorted coldly.

"You said you'd rather not be a proper princess, but instead be a nasty little green tea b*tch."

In the middle of the night, instead of sleeping in your warm bed, you're eager to get yelled at. Tell me, what on earth was you thinking?

Shen Ningzhu tacitly made way for her.

"What...what are you doing? Ah—"

Liu Zhiyi clapped her hands, stood up, and gave Jiang Qingyi, who was lying motionless on the ground, a bright smile.

"What for? Of course, it's to please you. Since you like this courtyard, you shouldn't leave."

After saying this, the two best friends went inside and closed the door.

Jiang Qingyi then realized that all the people who had come with her were lying on the ground, unconscious.

She herself was conscious, but she was too weak to move an inch.

Large raindrops pattered against her delicate cheeks, seeping into her eyes and making it hard for her to open them.

She opened her mouth to call for help, but found that she could not open her mouth, nor could she make a sound.

In an instant, an overwhelming sense of fear swept over us.

How could this be?

What did those two lowly maids do to her? Could she be paralyzed now? No, she doesn't want to become a dead cripple.

Help! Someone please save her!

crunch--

The door opened, then closed again.

Shen Ningzhu, dressed neatly, came out holding an oil-paper umbrella. As she passed by them, she made a face at them before walking away without them.

The rain didn't stop until midnight.

At this moment, Jiang Qingyi was finally able to move, and the maids and servants also woke up.

Recalling everything that happened before she fell into a coma, how could they swallow this insult? But they were also wary of Liu Zhiyi's fierceness.

Just as I was hesitating whether to knock on the door while I was still asleep, I heard a rustling sound.

The group of people all froze, and upon closer listening, they realized that there was not only the sound, but also the sound of a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingyi's face turned ashen.

The fear of being bitten by a snake crawled up from the soles of her feet, making her shiver involuntarily.

All the fears in my heart were awakened.

A few days ago, in the same place, her ankle was wrapped in the cold body of a venomous snake, and the memory of being bitten came flooding back.

Her noble demeanor could no longer hold back, and she screamed in agony before her eyes rolled back and she collapsed limply to the ground.

"Princess, Princess, what's wrong?"

"Princess, please don't frighten me!"

"Quickly! The princess has fainted! Go and summon the imperial physician to Qinghe Residence. You two, come and carry the princess on your back."

After a period of chaos, the courtyard returned to calm.

Liu Zhiyi rolled over and yawned.

"Finally clean."

Normally, it takes half an hour to walk from the abandoned courtyard to Qingheju, but carrying someone slows it down considerably. The two burly old women took turns carrying him, and they were both exhausted.

More than an hour later, we finally arrived at Qingheju.

The physician was already waiting there.

After taking his pulse, the doctor only said that he had caught a cold and been frightened, and that there was nothing else wrong. But not long after, he developed a high fever.

It took three whole days for the fever to subside.

However, at this time, she was weak and exhausted, unable to cause any trouble for Shen Ningzhu and the others, and dared not set foot in that strange abandoned courtyard.

So she set her sights on Shen Ningxue, who came to serve her every day.

That night was too embarrassing, so Jiang Qingyi ordered the news to be kept secret. She only said that she went to the abandoned courtyard because she was worried about the Crown Prince, and that she accidentally tripped and fell on her way back.

She got sick because her clothes were wet and she caught a chill.

Jiang Qingyi pretended to be sad and said,

"Alas, I heard that after that night, Concubine Shen was banished to an abandoned courtyard and has never seen A-Yan again."

I requested to see him several times, but A-Yan refused each time. I was really worried and wanted to go and ask him, but alas, my body wouldn't cooperate.

A strong sense of jealousy flashed in Shen Ningxue's eyes.

"Who does she think she is, daring to trouble you, Princess, to see her? Couldn't you just send a message for her to come see you?"

Jiang Qingyi said dejectedly that she had sent a message, but the other party had ignored it.

"Well, I meant well, but it seems they don't appreciate it. Fine, I'll just consider it my own wishful thinking."

"However, I am really worried about A-Yan."

Shen Ningxue fell for the trick as expected.

“This is outrageous! How dare she, a lowly village girl, disobey the princess’s orders?”

"Princess, I humbly request that you send a few men to me so that I may personally bring that ungrateful woman to you."