The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Dark clouds loomed overhead, the sky darkened, and soon a light rain began to fall.

The residence of the Marquis of Pingchang.

Murong Peifeng was waiting for good news from Xisha, but he didn't know that Xisha had already been imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice's jail.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, a gust of wind rushed in, and the candle flame flickered. Murong Peifeng smiled, thinking that west Sha had returned.

"Sir."

The smile on Murong Peifeng's lips vanished instantly. He vaguely sensed that something was wrong and turned around, saying, "Why is it you?"

"News has come from the palace that the princess has been imprisoned and west Sha has been imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice." Gao An's clothes and hair were soaked with rain, and his clasped hands were also dripping with tiny water droplets.

"What did you say?" Murong Peifeng was furious. He turned around and continued to ask, "Was the princess injured?"

Gao An quickly lowered his head, "The princess is of noble birth, but she is only quiet and unharmed."

Murong Peifeng finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the only thing he could do now was to go and discuss this matter with Prince Qing.

"Your Highness, what about Xi Sha?" Gao An looked up, his eyes filled with anticipation.

west Sha? Memories echoed in Murong Peifeng's mind. Five years ago, he rescued her from human traffickers, taught her martial arts, and helped her read and write. But to Murong Peifeng, Xi Sha was merely a tool; once a tool was lost, it was lost. What else could he do?

Seeing that Murong Peifeng remained silent, Gao An said with some urgency, "Please, Your Highness, save west Sha."

"I know you and Xisha are deeply in love. Don't worry, I'll find a way." Murong Peifeng put his hands behind his back, his eyes seemingly filled with deep, cold water.

Upon hearing this, Gao An was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Your Highness!"

……

Rong'en Palace.

A blinding flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, and the drizzle that had been falling just moments before turned into a downpour. Large raindrops pounded on the ground, their sound clearly audible even inside the house.

At this moment, Consort Li was leaning lazily against the gold-threaded soft pillow, her complexion rosy, showing no sign of being frightened at all.

"Your Majesty, please drink your medicine!" Qingyu said, bringing over a bowl of medicinal soup.

Consort Li took the liquid, frowned as she looked at the dark liquid, and with a determined heart, drank it all down. Qingyu quickly fed Consort Li a candied fruit to neutralize the bitterness in her mouth.

"This medicine for preventing miscarriage is far too bitter," Consort Li complained.

Qingyu smiled and said, "It's all for the little prince in your womb. Your Majesty has suffered."

Consort Li glanced at the other palace servants serving her and waved her hand, saying, "You may all leave now!"

"Yes!"

After all the palace servants had left, Qingyu spoke, "Today we are very fortunate that Princess Anle sent someone to inform us in advance, otherwise..."

"I know that the palace has always been a battlefield for women. Today, I have witnessed what ruthlessness truly means," Consort Li said gently, stroking her belly.

"I will naturally repay Princess Anle's kindness in the future, but I will not let those who harmed my child go unpunished!"

Qingyu understood what Consort Li meant, but still asked in confusion, "Didn't the princess say she was wronged?"

"How could a murderer confess to his crime?"

Qingyu nodded in agreement and said, "Your Majesty is right."

Consort Li had already lost a child, and the pain of losing a child was something she could not bear.

"So, what does Your Highness mean..."

Consort Li smiled slightly, gave a soft hum, and said to Qingyu, "Come here..."

……

Chonghua Palace.

It was already late at night, and the palace servants had all gone to bed. Apart from the sound of the rain, only Jingrou and Pan'er were in the room, and it was eerily quiet.

Although Jing Rou was lying in bed, she couldn't sleep at all. All she could think about was how to get out. Feeling extremely agitated, she simply sat up and said, "Pan'er, make me a cup of tea!"

"Yes, Princess!"

Pan'er walked to the table, picked up the teapot, but couldn't pour any water out. When she lifted the lid, she found that there was no water. She whispered, "Princess, there's no water."

"Useless thing, you can't even call for help when there's no water!" Jing Rou said angrily, throwing the pillow she was holding at him.

Pan'er didn't dare to dodge at all and was hit squarely by the pillow. "Yes, Princess."

The palace servants had all gone to take shelter from the rain, and no one paid any attention to her.

"Help! My princess is thirsty! Help! Is anyone there?"

No matter how much she pounded on the door, no one responded.

Just then, a venomous snake slithered in through the crack in the door, startling Pan'er so much that she sat down on the floor, backing away while shouting, "There's a snake!"

Jingrou, lying on the bed, thought Pan'er was probably possessed, so she got out of bed and scolded her, "What are you shouting for! This is the palace, where did this snake come from?"

“Princess…Princess, look…” Pan’er pointed to the snake that had completely crawled inside. Jing Rou was terrified; she was most afraid of snakes. She cried out, “Help! Help!”

But outside the house, apart from the sound of rain pattering, there was no other sound.

As if startled, the snake lunged at Jingrou. Jingrou was so frightened that she could only dodge and completely forgot to fight back. Although Pan'er was also terrified, she still picked up a stool and threw it at the snake. However, the snake was very agile, and not only did she miss the stool, she almost hurt Jingrou.

"You shameless hussy, are you blind?" Jing Rou cursed even as she was frightened.

Pan'er realized her mistake and whispered, "It's my fault!"

The snake was incredibly fast, but the house was only so big, and the door was locked. No matter how Jingrou tried to dodge, the snake just wouldn't leave her alone. Suddenly, Jingrou noticed that the snake wasn't attacking Pan'er, and an idea popped into her head.

Jing Rou immediately hid behind Pan'er, and the venomous snake followed. Pan'er was terrified and tried to run away, but Jing Rou held her down tightly. She tentatively took a step with her left foot, and the snake swam to the left.

As expected, Jingrou simply stretched out half of her body, and the venomous snake opened its mouth and lunged at her. Jingrou reacted quickly and pushed Pan'er away, and the venomous snake bit Pan'er's calf hard.

"Ah! It hurts!" All that could be heard was Pan'er's scream. She looked down and realized that the snake had bitten her tightly.

Jing Rou seized the opportunity, grabbed a stool next to her, and smashed it hard against the snake's head, hitting Pan'er's leg as well.

Once, twice, Jing Rou seemed to have gone mad, smashing the object countless times.

"Ah! Princess, it hurts so much, Princess!"

Pan'er kept calling out, but still couldn't stop Jingrou's actions.

Pan'er gasped in pain, her voice weak, "Princess..." before she fainted.

Jingrou didn't care about Pan'er's injuries; she was only worried about whether the poisonous snake was dead.

After a long while, she slowly moved the stool away. The snake slid down without making a sound. Jing Rou was still not at ease, so she picked up the stool again and continued to smash it hard until the snake's head was covered in blood and flesh.