Chapter 112 I Can't Bear to Kill You So Easily

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Mianmian finally woke up, but her head was still dizzy and she wanted to sleep.

Slowly, her stagnant little brain began to work again. Xie Mianmian recalled the scene before she lost her memory. No, she must have been kidnapped by bad guys!

He began to struggle, only to find that his situation was strangely familiar; he was bound up again and unable to move.

Xie Mianmian struggled to open her glued-closed eyes, but all she could see was darkness. No, it should be bright daytime now. Had bad guys blinded her?

The child let out a terrified whimper, blinked its eyes frantically, and struggled incessantly, like a helpless trapped beast.

"Pfft." It was a woman's laughter.

"Who's there..." Xie Mianmian asked softly in a trembling voice.

Suddenly, a force struck Xie Mianmian and abruptly ripped off the black cloth covering her eyes.

Xie Mianmian's vision finally returned to normal, but the place in front of her was still pitch black. She couldn't see any doors or windows, only a candle burning on a large wooden table next to her.

So I wasn't blind after all, then everything's alright... something's wrong!

A figure stood firmly in front of her. Xie Mianmian looked up and exclaimed, "You... Third Princess Consort, it's you! Let go of Mianmian! School's almost over, Mianmian wants to go home..."

A slender hand pinched Xie Mianmian's cheek hard, forcing her to pout her goldfish lips.

"Want to leave? Sure." Lin Ruoxue tilted her head, then suddenly grinned, revealing her red lips. "You can leave once you're dead."

Xie Mianmian was so frightened that she leaned back, trying to save her fair face from the bad woman's grasp, but it was all in vain.

"You're so mean! I should have let the bumblebees sting your ass again..." Xie Mianmian cursed with difficulty.

"Hehe, so it was you who did this."

Lin Ruoxue snorted and released her hand, her right hand quickly calculating. After getting the result, she glared at Xie Mianmian with a sinister look.

"I never expected that you, a brat, would have such great power." Lin Ruoxue suddenly grabbed Xie Mianmian by the collar and pulled her in front of her.

"So all those strange things happened because of you! Do you know how much effort this has ruined for the Lin family?!" Lin Ruoxue shouted.

Xie Mianmian spat at Lin Ruoxue, "You're the ones who framed the Xie family, and you still have the nerve to talk back!"

Lin Ruoxue's eyes were bloodshot, and her lips were blood red, as if she had just eaten a child. "Shut up! It's clearly your Xie family that's blocking the Lin family's way, it's you who are hindering our path to success!"

"Ah!" Xie Mianmian was forcefully thrown to the ground by Lin Ruoxue.

Lin Ruoxue turned around and staggered to the wooden table. The table was piled with all sorts of random things, which were hard to describe but were similar to the items collected by that evil monk from Fohua Temple.

Xie Mianmian struggled to turn herself over, keeping a wary eye on Lin Ruoxue while trying to reach the hairpin in her hair.

But the child's hands were tightly tied behind her back, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't reach her head. She was so anxious that she was like an ant on a hot pan. In addition, she accidentally strained a tendon in the back of her neck.

"Hiss." Xie Mianmian grimaced, feeling aches and pains all over her body.

"Don't waste your energy, the medicine will be ready soon, are you in such a hurry to set off?" Lin Ruoxue laughed heartily.

But her hands kept moving. Following the method described in the ancient book, Lin Ruoxue put some insidious ingredients that were mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining into the mortar and pestle, and pounded them heavily, stroke by stroke.

Xie Mianmian still didn't give up, scraping her head against the ground until finally a faint sound came from the ground—the hairpin had fallen.

The child slowly moved over, his hands, which were tied behind his back, carefully feeling around until he found the hairpin. The hairpin was smooth and round, and it was a wooden hairpin.

Xie Mianmian's heart skipped a beat; she thought, "Oh no."

Because she found the Seventh Prince's butterfly hairpin too dazzling, she changed to another hairpin before going out today, the very one that the mysterious woman on the flower-filled boat had given her.

"Oh dear," Xie Mianmian gritted her teeth in frustration, and stubbornly tried to scratch the rope a few times with her wooden hairpin. Unsurprisingly, the rope remained completely unharmed.

Remembering what the Seventh Prince had told her, Xie Mianmian opened her mouth and shouted, "Seventh Prince! Sixth Princess! Eunuch Li! Come quickly and save Mianmian!"

The child's wailing was extremely penetrating, but Lin Ruoxue remained completely calm and not worried at all about attracting attention.

Lin Ruoxue leisurely stirred the medicine pot on the stove. An indescribable strange smell spread in the dark space, accompanied by Lin Ruoxue's gloating voice.

"Go ahead and scream. No one will come to save you no matter how loud you scream. This is a well-soundproofed room. No one knows about it except me. Just save your energy and wait to die."

Xie Mianmian was terrified and shouted incoherently, calling out the names of everyone she knew. A short while passed, but nothing happened.

A sound drifted out from a gap unnoticed by anyone, and a pair of ears twitched slightly as they caught the indistinct noise.

Xie Mianmian coughed and shut her mouth, her little mind racing. There must be a way to save herself. What should she do?

But there were no doors or windows here, the secret room was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything around her. Xie Mianmian was also tied up, and could only be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

She didn't know what to do. Was there no way to avoid it this time?

Xie Mianmian was so sad that she was lost in her own world and didn't even notice when Lin Ruoxue silently walked up to her side with a bowl of medicine.

The hand violently clamped Xie Mianmian's mouth shut, and a bowl of bitter medicine was force-fed into the child's mouth.

"Ugh!" Xie Mianmian struggled violently, shaking her head frantically.

However, the hand that was stuck in the child's jaw was very strong. Xie Mianmian's small movement was like an ant pushing an elephant to Lin Ruoxue, which was overestimating her strength.

Brownish medicine dripped continuously from the corners of the child's mouth. Xie Mianmian was still struggling, but more medicine was still forced into her stomach.

Finally, the bottom of the bowl was empty, and Lin Ruoxue released Xie Mianmian as if she had been granted a pardon, casually tossing the porcelain bowl onto the table.

"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!" Xie Mianmian hunched over, trying to vomit up the medicine she had drunk, but to no avail.

"It's so bitter! What did you give me to drink, you bad woman!"

Lin Ruoxue chuckled, squatted down, and gently patted Xie Mianmian's little face.

"Do you know what this medicine is for? How could I bear to kill you so easily? The woman of destiny of this world, Princess Ruihuan, personally appointed by the Emperor of the Great Zhou, hmm?"