Chapter 162 The Wind Rises

"ah--!"

Chen Jiao's mind buzzed and went blank.

She stared at the hideous fracture and the crumbling behemoth, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped her!

She wanted to run, but her legs felt like they were filled with lead and she couldn't move!

Xiao Jingren beside her reacted very quickly and pulled her away!

"Jiaojiao, be careful!"

But it's too late.

The extreme shock caused Chen Jiao's body to react most instinctively.

She only felt her lower abdomen suddenly drop, and an uncontrollable hot current instantly gushed out, soaking her luxurious palace skirt.

"ah--!"

She let out a scream that was even more shrill and heart-wrenching than before!

This scream was filled with endless pain and fear.

“My belly!”

"Ah! It hurts! My stomach hurts!"

Chen Jiao clutched her abdomen tightly, her face turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

Severe contractions, like the tide, came one after another in an instant!

"What's wrong? Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Jingren hugged her and was also panicked.

"Your Highness... I... I'm about to give birth..."

Chen Jiao's voice was trembling, with tears in her eyes, "The amniotic fluid... the amniotic fluid broke!"

"What!"

Xiao Jingren was struck by lightning.

"Quick! Call the imperial physician!"

The Queen suddenly stood up from her seat, her voice shrill.

"Hurry! The princess is about to give birth!"

"Imperial Physician! Where is the Imperial Physician?"

The scene suddenly became chaotic!

The palace maids and eunuchs were in chaos, and the ministers stood up in panic. The entire Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet instantly turned into a pot of boiling porridge.

In the chaos, no one noticed that the dancer Chen Sui Xin, who was hanging high in the air, had been quietly put down and hidden in the dance troupe.

No one noticed that Princess Ya'an's face, distorted by the failure of her plan, was now filled with shock and confusion.

No one noticed that in the corner, Chen He picked up the teacup and gently blew away the foam.

She looked towards the center of the chaos, at the heartbroken Chen Jiao and the helpless Xiao Jingren.

In his eyes, there was a cold, warmthless smile.

The screams of the palace maids, the exclamations of the ministers, and Chen Jiao's heart-wrenching howls intertwined into an absurd and chaotic melody.

And at the edge of this chaos, in a corner out of everyone's sight, time seemed to be slowed down.

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Xue Minglan sat at the table, his face pale and looking weak as if he had not recovered from the poison wound.

He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, covering up all his emotions.

No one noticed that just before the carved beam made the first crisp sound of breaking, a light as cold as a knife suddenly burst out from his seemingly lifeless eyes.

The light was sharp and precise, carrying the determination of a predator locking onto its prey.

He glanced at the high-hanging beam, and then at the palace maid Yunxiu, who was standing beside the queen with a flattering look on her face not far away.

Right now.

Xue Minglan stood up slowly, with a sickly swaying movement, as if he just wanted to stretch his stiff body.

He took two slow steps towards Yunxiu.

Yunxiu was supporting the queen with a smug smirk on her face.

Because when Xue Minglan passed by her, his figure flashed almost imperceptibly.

"Bang!"

He "accidentally" bumped into a young palace maid who was passing by with boiling ginseng soup.

The little palace maid staggered and the soup bowl in her hand fell out of her hand!

A whole bowl of boiling hot soup drew a deadly arc in the air and splashed right onto Yunxiu's back!

"ah--!"

A shrill scream that was out of tune instantly pierced through the surrounding noise!

The scalding liquid seeped through the thin palace dress and instantly burned her skin red and blistered!

The intense burning pain caused Yunxiu's body to fall forward suddenly, and at this moment -

“Crack!”

The beam above my head broke with a sound!

The huge palace lanterns and curtains fell down with a loud bang!

"ah--!"

Screams were heard all around, and everyone was frightened out of their wits by the overwhelming sight. The situation was completely out of control!

Everything fits perfectly.

Chaos is the best curtain.

"Aunt Yunxiu!"

Xue Minglan exclaimed, his face full of "anxiety" and "concern".

He rushed forward before anyone else, and bent down to "support" Yunxiu who had fallen to the ground.

"Auntie, how are you!"

His hand firmly held Yunxiu's arm.

His fingertips, like the fangs of a poisonous snake, pressed precisely and cruelly on a fatal acupoint on the inside of her arm!

At the same time, a silver needle as thin as an ox hair and soaked in poison popped out from between his fingers and pierced silently into the deep of the acupoint.

So fast, like a phantom.

Yunxiu fell to the ground, feeling severe pain all over her body.

She wanted to call for help and struggle, but suddenly she felt a cold numbness that spread from her arms to her whole body like lightning!

It was as if all the strength in her body was drained away in an instant.

Her eyes suddenly widened, and she looked in disbelief at the handsome young man who was "anxiously" supporting her.

Is... is it him?

How is that possible!

Where is the slightest bit of weakness in his eyes?

Inside, there is a bottomless cold pool, which is icy and mocking with a hint of cruel pleasure!

Yunxiu opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

She recalled how she had used her position as queen to humiliate the impoverished prince.

She remembered how she had used those abominable words to threaten him and trampled on his dignity.

turn out to be……

It turns out he remembered everything!

A stream of black blood suddenly gushed out of her mouth and nose.

Her body twitched violently twice, and then her eyes, wide open in fear, completely lost their luster.

Dead.

"Oh! Aunt Yunxiu!"

Xue Minglan "panicked" and let go of her hand, letting her body fall limply to the ground.

"Hurry up! Aunt Yunxiu was burned. It seems...it seems like she's having an acute attack. She's dead!"

There was just the right amount of trembling and panic in his voice.

The chaotic crowd around was attracted and when they saw Yun Xiu bleeding from his mouth and nose and dying in a miserable state, they exclaimed in surprise again.

"Oh my God! What happened?"

"Maybe he got scalded by the hot soup, and the shock triggered his old illness!"

"How tragic... What a sudden disaster!"

Under the impact of the two major events of Shen Jiao's premature birth and the broken beam, the "accidental" death of a palace maid seemed so insignificant.

No one doubted it.

Everyone thought she was just a poor unlucky person caught up in the chaos.

Xue Minglan stepped aside and lowered his eyes, perfectly concealing the cold pleasure that flashed across his eyes.

Cloud sleeves.

Don’t you like to threaten people with their secrets?

Now, go to hell with all my secrets.

He raised his head, his gaze passing over the chaotic crowd, and fell precisely on Chen He, who was holding a teacup with a calm expression in the corner.

As if telling her silently.

Look.

The wind has already started.

I will cut off your shackles for you, inch by inch.