The wounds on her body seemed to hurt even more at this moment. Ling Xicheng covered her face, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst out, but the hot tears still rolled down her eyes. Why? Why did life treat her like this? What sins had she committed in her past life to be reborn as this man's daughter in this life?
Ling Xicheng's legs gave out, unable to support her body any longer. She knelt on the ground in a state of extreme embarrassment. She stared at Xue Wu with cold eyes for a long time, then suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, demanding, almost hoarsely, "Why did you take that medicine? Why did you take that medicine? It made me a deformed child!"
Ling Xicheng picked up the wine jar on the ground and smashed it on Xue Wu's head. "I was bullied by Ling Xijie, and the palace servants talked about me as a monster behind my back. Anyone could point at my nose and humiliate me. This is all because of you taking the wrong medicine. I hate you! I absolutely hate you! Why don't you just die? Go die!"
The ceramic wine jar hit Xue Wu's head hard and broke into several pieces. At the same time, a half-palm-long wound was cut on Xue Wu's forehead. Accompanied by a strong smell of blood, countless fresh blood spurted out from the wound, splashing Ling Xicheng's body and face with blood.
Ling Xicheng was stunned. Although she said she wanted Xue Wu dead, it was just a rant in her extreme anger. Xue Wu was her only relative in this deep palace, and she couldn't accept that he was really dead.
Ling Xicheng subconsciously reached out to press Xue Wu's wound, and blood seeped out from between her fingers.
Ling Xicheng was completely panicked. She suppressed her fear, ripped her clothes into strips, and tightly wrapped them around Xue Wu's wound. Then, at the fastest speed she could, she sprinted towards the door. There was only one way to save her father: to find her eldest sister, Ling Xihe, before he bled to death.
Today is the ceremony where Pei Jiuyan is officially canonized as the Lady. As the Crown Princess, Ling Xihe must be attending the banquet in the Biluo Palace now.
Ling Xicheng ran forward desperately. Before today, she had never known a child under six could run so fast. She rushed into the banquet hall and was lucky enough to find Ling Xihe immediately. She grabbed Ling Xihe's sleeve, wanting to ask him to send for a doctor for her father, but she was so exhausted that she couldn't say a word for a long time.
In the center of the palace, Pei Jiuyan had just wiped her lips with pink perfume, and then, without paying any attention to the people around her, she gently kissed Ling Shumo on the cheek, leaving a light mark.
Ling Shumo's palm gently caressed the cheek where she had been kissed, where the fragrance of the beautiful woman's lips still lingered. A smile naturally curved her lips, and she grasped Pei Jiuyan's hand, interlocking their fingers. "Your behavior is truly too frivolous, and you are totally unworthy of the position of a second-rank wife. When will you learn to be more steady and dignified? And stop causing others to talk about you. I'm almost getting calluses from hearing them say bad things about you all day long."
Pei Jiuyan wore a red, misty, pleated embroidered dress today, which made him look even more charming and beautiful. After hearing Ling Shumo's complaining words, he didn't feel ashamed. Instead, he smiled sweetly and asked, "Your Majesty, don't you like your servant looking like this?"
"I like it, of course I like it. In the entire harem, the person I love the most is you, don't you know it very well?" Ling Shumo stared at Pei Jiuyan without blinking. To describe this man as a beauty of heaven is not enough to describe his beauty.
At this moment, Lu Jinshu's gaze was fixed on Pei Jiuyan. It could only be said that while the Tianxian Baigu Powder was a toxic elixir that would mercilessly destroy a person's health, its effects were also extremely remarkable. Even a naturally beautiful woman like Fu Yijing was half a point inferior to the drug-induced beauty Pei Jiuyan.
As soon as I thought of Fu Yijing, I immediately heard Fu Yijing's gnashing voice in my ears, "Empress Lu, Madam Shu seduced Your Majesty in public and did such a shameless thing as having physical contact with Your Majesty. Why don't you step in and do something about it?"
Lu Jinshu withdrew his gaze from Pei Jiuyan and glanced at Fu Yijing calmly, "Why should I care? Fu Yijing, you are the Queen of the Eastern Palace, why don't you take care of this matter that goes against the palace rules?"
Lu Jinshu originally thought that Fu Yijing would make a few sarcastic remarks as usual, but he saw that the other party looked lonely, sighed deeply, and said in a tone of resignation, "His Majesty now favors Pei Jiuyan alone. If I go to His Majesty and say bad things about Pei Jiuyan, it won't be Pei Jiuyan who will be in trouble, but me. I also want to intervene, but can I? At least for the next three to five years, he will not fall out of favor. I and most of the people in this harem can only tolerate him. But I thought that you, Queen Lu, are smart and wise, and may be able to find a way to stop his arrogance. But I never thought that you can only be a coward in front of him."
Being called a "coward," Lu Jinshu showed no anger. He was about to refute the retort with a deft move when he suddenly heard a commotion at the east window seat. Curious, he asked, "What happened?"
The attendant replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, it's the Third Princess who's here to see the Crown Princess. She says her second father, Concubine Xue, was slashed on the head by the Fourth Princess with a piece of ceramic shard. Now he's bleeding profusely and is dying. She needs the Crown Princess' token to go to the Imperial Hospital and summon the Imperial Physician..."
The attendant's words were interrupted by an angry roar from the eastern seats. The Fourth Princess, Ling Xijie, widened her eyes. "I couldn't stand Ling Xicheng's constant appearance of being a pitiful little flower, so I took the attendants and beat her up. I admit that. But I never touched her second-father, Xue Wu, let alone smashed his head with a wine jar. This is completely false and a frame-up. Mother, Ling Xicheng, that little monster, is framing me."
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