Chapter 583 You owe her, it has nothing to do with me
Lin Tingfeng reached out and held Zhuang Shihan's shoulders, saying softly, "Shihan, you still have me."
Fearing that she would be upset, he advised earnestly, "The credit for discovering the herbs originally belonged to Song Yanxi, and there are many people in Border Town who know the inside story.
If something happens and it comes before His Majesty, it will be of no benefit to you."
Zhuang Shihan asked coldly, "The border town is a long and arduous journey. How do you know that the news will definitely reach the capital?"
Before he could speak, she asked again, "Two years have passed since Ke Shan's death. Does anyone else know about it besides you and me?"
Lin Tingfeng's expression changed slightly, and he seemed a little angry and said, "These two things are completely different. How can they be mixed up?"
"Is it that we can't talk about it, or that you don't want to talk about it?"
"Shihan, don't be unreasonable."
"I'm being unreasonable?" Zhuang Shihan smiled, but her tears fell like beads from a broken string, and she couldn't stop them.
She asked coldly, "When you were speaking up for Song Yanxi, did you ever think about our future?"
Even though she no longer loved him, she still wanted to understand this.
She couldn't figure out how she was inferior to Song Yanxi.
Mingming is not inferior to her in terms of appearance and family background, and her earning ability is ten times better than hers.
She even knows the medical skills that Song Yanxi is most proud of, and in some areas she is even more proficient than Song Yanxi.
But it was such a person who made Lin Tingfeng, who had written the divorce letter with his own hands, go to the imperial court to seek justice for her even if he betrayed her after returning to Beijing.
When he said those words in front of Emperor Xuande, did he ever consider her future at all?
Not daring to look directly at her, Lin Tingfeng sighed softly and said, "After all, I was the one who betrayed her first. This is what we owe her."
Zhuang Shihan broke free from his hand and said, unable to bear it any longer, "You owe her. It has nothing to do with me."
Lin Tingfeng's face darkened, and he lost his patience and said, "Shihan, there has to be a limit to how much trouble you can cause."
Too lazy to watch his pretense, Zhuang Shihan turned around and walked out.
After taking two steps, someone grabbed my wrist.
Feeling the pain in her wrist, Zhuang Shihan quickly turned around and stuffed a pill into Lin Tingfeng's mouth.
Lin Tingfeng opened his mouth to persuade her, completely unprepared.
The pill melts in your mouth, leaving only a hint of bitterness on the tip of your tongue.
He asked gloomily, "What did you feed me?"
Zhuang Shihan smiled and said, "Of course it's a good thing."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Tingfeng felt a surge of blood in his chest and vomited blood.
In an instant, the broken sternum felt as painful as if it were drilling into my bones.
In just a few breaths, veins popped up on Lin Tingfeng's forehead and big drops of cold sweat slid down his forehead.
He clutched his chest and asked angrily, "You actually poisoned me?"
Zhuang Shihan: "You asked for it."
She originally prepared this medicine for the madman, thinking that he could use it for self-defense in case he suddenly appeared.
Unexpectedly, it is now used on Lin Tingfeng.
Facing his murderous eyes, she said, "Don't worry, you won't die. This medicine will only make your heart ache like a knife."
"Antidote!"
"Antidote? How can there be an antidote for poison? The pain will only last for three to five days, and then it will heal naturally."
Zhuang Shihan took a step forward, patted Lin Tingfeng's face with her hand, and said with cold eyes: "I warned you, don't betray me.
Since you broke your promise first, don't blame me for being cruel."
After she finished speaking, she took out another pill from her purse, forced Lin Tingfeng's mouth open and fed it into his mouth.
The moment the medicine dissolved on his tongue, Lin Tingfeng angrily said, "Have you ever thought about our future together by doing this?"
Zhuang Shihan curled her lips sarcastically, "From now on? Ever since you felt sorry for Song Yanxi, there has been no future for us."
Looking at Lin Tingfeng, whose eyes were wide open and whose mouth was wide open but could not utter a single sound, she chuckled and said, "See, I feel so sorry for you. I was afraid that you would get too tired from shouting, so I came to help you."
Lin Tingfeng reached out to grab her, but as soon as he moved, the pain in his chest was so severe that he fell off the chair.
Seeing his disheveled appearance, Zhuang Shihan quickly took two steps back and said quietly, "This is the dress Bai Qing gave me this morning. It wouldn't be nice if it got dirty."
Lin Tingfeng lay on the ground, staring at her intently.
The severe pain in his chest came in waves, and he rolled on the ground uncontrollably in pain.
Not to mention stopping Zhuang Shihan, even moving a finger would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
He could only watch as the fiery red figure moved farther and farther away until it disappeared.
When he fainted from the endless pain, what Lin Tingfeng was thinking was that if it were Song Yanxi today, she would definitely not be so cruel.
*
"Miss, don't listen to the gossips of those outside. We all see how much His Royal Highness Prince Jin loves you. How could he possibly fall for Prince Liang's favorite concubine?"
As Zhuzhi spoke, he secretly observed Song Yanxi's expression.
It wasn't that she doubted the prince, it was just that the rumors outside were so detailed that even the favorite concubine knew that she looked like Princess Shihan.
Moreover, she had inquired and found out that the guards of the palace had indeed sent a woman from Liang State to the clinic, and had sent people to guard around and not allow anyone to approach.
Anyone who heard this would think that His Royal Highness Prince Jin might have felt a pity for women.
After all, Prince Jin is now twenty-eight years old, at the age of full vigor and vitality, and he has no wives or concubines to serve him, so it is inevitable that he cannot resist the temptation of beauty.
But what about the girls?
She knew her own girl. If the prince really kept such a woman by his side before marriage, she would definitely not be willing to marry him.
Even if she was willing, the old man and the aunts would definitely not want to see their precious daughter suffer such humiliation before she even entered the house.
Song Yanxi ground the spices without looking up and said, "Why rush? Once the prince returns from receiving the envoys, we'll know everything."
Zhuzhi nodded and consoled herself: "A gentleman like the prince will never be tempted by beauty."
Listening to her mumbling, Song Yanxi laughed, "Girl, do you believe the prince or not?"
Zhuzhi said with a stern face, "I trust the prince, but I don't trust men."
In her memory, her father was not kind to her mother. He forced her to give birth to one child after another just for a younger brother.
Later, when the family was really struggling to make ends meet, he was afraid that his son would starve to death, so he simply sold her.
Although the string of candied haws was sweet, it could not change the fact that he was not a human being.
As for the girl's father, there is no need to say more.
And there was that man who had let her daughter down and deserved to swallow ten thousand needles. She felt unlucky even when his name was mentioned.
Song Yanxi looked up and saw Zhuzhi, who looked disillusioned with the world. She couldn't help but tease her, "Since you don't trust men so much, don't get married in the future. Just stay by my side forever."
Zhuzhi's eyes lit up instantly when she heard this, "Miss, are you serious?"
Zhu Yu just came in with the account book in her arms. Upon hearing this, she couldn't help but tease her, "Our Princess's Mansion is so wealthy and powerful, are you really worried that the young lady won't be able to take care of your livelihood?"
As she spoke, she gave Song Yanxi a mischievous smile and said, "Miss, don't forget that I'm here for you."
As soon as the words fell, Zhuguo Zhulu's voice rang out from outside, "Miss, there are still us."
Song Yanxi frowned and asked, "Why, have you all made up your minds to rely on me?"
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