"Bastard! You old codger, you country bumpkin..." Qian Youxue cursed incessantly as she lay on the bed, having Yunhe apply ointment to her wounds.

Mei'er, who had initially felt sorry for her master, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Sister Mei'er is so heartless! My bottom is all bruised and battered, and you can still laugh." Qian Youxue pouted in dissatisfaction. If she didn't have some excellent healing medicine, the whipping today would have kept her in bed for at least a month.

When she used to watch palace dramas, she always felt sorry for the female lead whenever she saw those cruel old women. Now that it was her turn, she felt even more sorry for herself.

Lying on her pillow, she turned her head in a bad mood and saw Yunhe's absent-minded look. She called out softly, "Yunhe, you weren't injured by that wretched maid, were you?"

"Even ten more of her wouldn't be a match for me. I'm just worried that since it's only your first day in the family, and Zhou Mama has already given you such a hard time, things might not be easy for you from now on." Yunhe was concerned for her mistress. She didn't believe that the prince had been asleep the whole time he was in the room. It was obvious that he was on Zhou Mama's side, and if that was the case, her mistress would be in big trouble.

What Yunhe thought of, Qian Youxue naturally thought of as well. If she didn't avenge today's humiliation, she wouldn't be Qian Youxue.

hehe……

Thinking of something, she suddenly smiled smugly.

"What are you laughing at, Master?" Mei'er noticed that her master's smile seemed a bit off.

“Many people will be unlucky tonight, and I’m naturally happy about that.” Qian Youxue changed her position and continued to lie on the quilt. After a wicked smile, she instructed the two of them: “Starting tonight, if anyone comes over, tell them that I, the princess, have been crippled and will not be able to get out of bed for half a month, so I will not be able to go and pay my respects to the prince.”

Upon hearing her master's words, Yunhe burst into laughter. She knew that her master was not someone who would be easily taken advantage of.

...

"Ah...it's so itchy...it's so itchy..."

"It hurts, be gentle, can you be gentler?"

"This medicine is completely useless, the wound is burning!"

"Ouch, my back! It hurts even when I straighten up..."

Within a few hours, no one in the Prince's mansion, from the oldest to the youngest, could escape this misfortune. Some suffered from itching, while others had backaches or leg pains.

The cold-blooded servant who was serving the prince in the room was no exception. However, he was enduring the burning pain on his body while serving the restless Xuan Mingye.

Xuan Mingye's lips turned purple. Even with all his spiritual power, he was still unable to resist the sudden chill. It felt as if an ice needle was moving through his body, leaving him unable to lie down or sit up.

"Cold-blooded, have you changed the incense in the room?" he asked, his face grim.

"Reporting to Master, we have always used the incense given by Mr. Bu Yu. Is Master feeling unwell?" Leng Xue asked with concern, but his voice sounded somewhat off.

Xuan Mingye looked Leng Xue up and down and found that Leng Xue was constantly wriggling and twisting, as if he had fleas on his body and was not behaving properly.

As the two were talking, Leng Yu rushed in to report: "Master, something terrible has happened! It seems that all the servants inside and outside the house have been poisoned."

"Poisoned!" Xuan Mingye and Leng Xue exclaimed almost in unison.

As soon as Leng Xue finished speaking, he realized something and looked at his master with great concern.

Xuan Mingye quickly realized who the culprit was. It seemed that this show of force had completely offended Miss Qian. Now that Bu Yu was not around, this matter was really difficult to handle, and most importantly, he had also been caught in the crossfire.