Chapter 384: Escape

"Furthermore, the Crown Prince's attitude towards him has become much colder."

"Hmm, looks like the fish is about to take the bait."

Nalan Yujie gently turned her jade-like wrist, casually swirling the clear, fragrant wine in her cup. She wasn't in a hurry to finish it all; after taking a small sip, she closed her eyes slightly and rested her head on her hand.

As expected, Shen Ruolan's people came to apologize not long after, carrying various beautiful jade and precious jewels, claiming that she had suffered an unexpected miscarriage and was feeling unwell, so she could not go out in the wind, otherwise she would have visited in person.

After hearing the report from the attendant, Nalan Yujie didn't even raise her eyelids, and waved her hand to let Mishuang send them away.

She didn't even think much of Shen Ruolan, let alone these lackeys under her command.

Besides, it's not like she wasn't given a chance; she just hesitated. Now she wants to go back and take him back? Sure, she'll have to beg her.

Not only do you have to beg her, you have to beg her to her satisfaction.

"Princess, that group of people has been lingering outside the mansion and won't leave."

Unable to shoo them away, Mi Shuang returned and recounted the whole story again, asking, "When does the princess intend to make a statement?"

"No rush." ​​Nalan Yujie calmly raised her hand to press down her temples. "Let it air out for now."

"Since she doesn't want the opportunity that's offered to her, this princess has to teach her how to ask for help."

Mi Shuang understood, and immediately opened the door and made up a story, saying that the princess was not feeling well, and finally got rid of the person.

Shen Ruolan knew that Nalan Yujie's refusal to see guests was just a gimmick, and was mostly because she hadn't agreed to her request before.

But she had no other choice but to place her remaining hopes on Nalan Yujie. So she continued to send people over to apologize every day. Once she was able to walk again, she went there in person.

Nalan Yujie was not surprised to see her at all; in fact, she felt a sense of certainty that she had no problem getting along with her.

"Please sit down."

Nalan Yujie lay casually on the chaise longue, her expression languid. "The concubine has returned."

"Yes." Shen Ruolan forced a smile, though it was a strained one, it was still in line with Nalan Yujie's wishes.

She turned and winked at Mi Shuang, who immediately turned and went into the room. She opened the bottom shelf of the dressing case, took out a small porcelain bottle, and handed it back to Shen Ruolan.

What is this?

"This is what Her Majesty the Empress needs right now."

Shen Ruolan was still a little confused: "What does this have to do with the Empress?"

"The concubine is a smart person, and I'm sure she can understand without me having to say much."

"Alright, this princess is tired. Concubine, please leave."

After saying that, Nalan Yujie asked Mishuang to send the person out, and even asked her to take good care of him.

It's not that I'm afraid she'll use the medicine on the Crown Prince directly, it's just that sometimes it's more comfortable and interesting to follow the path that you want to follow.

What's the point of simply killing people? It's more interesting to be a behind-the-scenes manipulator and watch them kill each other.

Sitting in the carriage, Shen Ruolan listened to the sound of the wheels rolling over the bluestone slabs, her palms, clutching the porcelain bottle, were constantly sweating with fear.

Poisoning His Majesty would implicate nine generations of one's family. Even if she had a plan, her best achievement would be nothing more than the infighting among the women in the inner quarters, which was utterly beneath her dignity.

Moreover, Nalan Yujie's intention was not for her to take action, but to find a way to get the medicine to Chu Wan.

That's incredibly difficult.

But things have already come to this point. If we back down now, Nalan Yujie might think we're deliberately toying with her, and she'll be even less likely to calm down her anger.