Chapter 28: The Truth About Poisoning My Lord, are you interested in becoming my consort?
Min Shian heard a buzzing sound in her head. Song Sheng's face in front of her was blurred, but his voice still reached her ears clearly.
"First, they gave me a hairpin under the pretext of a gift for becoming a disciple, and then they deliberately carved a pattern similar to Tinglan's.
I have no choice but to wear it."
The slender fingers on his neck kept tightening, forcing Min Shian to raise his head. His red lips parted slightly, and he struggled to squeeze out a fragmented groan from his throat.
"Your Highness has disguised himself as Hu Yue, a maid in my mansion, and has gone to buy a low-ranking maid and placed her in my mansion. Low-ranking maids are the most insignificant, and no one in the mansion except Song Chen is allowed to approach me."
"You ordered them to wash the servants' clothes with a powder that counteracts Ganoderma. As the servants moved around, the powder spread throughout the mansion. Over time, this accumulated, and I fell victim to it."
"Your Highness, it's really very good."
After Song Sheng finished speaking, he suddenly loosened his hand. Min Shian fell to the ground along the door frame. The hairpin slipped from her hair, and her long black hair was scattered all over the floor. She took a deep breath, lay on the ground and coughed for a long time before she came to her senses.
Min Shi'an no longer cared about guessing how Song Sheng had found out. She closed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I did it. You can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you."
"Your Highness, do you think I dare not kill you?" Song Sheng's lips curled up, a smile hidden in his eyes. He continued slowly, "However, I do have one more question that I would like to ask Your Highness to clarify."
She opened her eyes and squeezed out a breath from her chest, signaling him to continue. She was now at the mercy of others and had no right to refuse.
"Your Highness, are you driven by lust or do you have other motives?"
Min Shian, desperate, replied weakly, "I think so. Lord Registrar is handsome and powerful. What unmarried girl in the capital wouldn't be tempted? Isn't it natural for me to want to get close to you?"
For a long while, as if shocked by her frankness, Song Sheng did not say anything.
The study was extremely dark, with only the faint candlelight on the desk not far away swaying in the wind. The atmosphere became depressing and dull, but also spread with a hint of subtlety.
In fact, they all knew very well in their hearts that neither of them could do anything to the other.
For example, Min Shian could have clearly chosen not to treat Song Sheng and taken the opportunity to end his life.
Or maybe at this moment, the truth was revealed, and Song Sheng could have strangled her to death and put an end to it.
But none of them did.
Because they are essentially the same kind of people.
"Why? Is the Recorder of the Secretariat interested in becoming my consort?"
Min Shian had stood up and put her hair back in place. She walked past Song Sheng and lit candles in various places in the study, but the indescribable atmosphere did not dissipate.
Song Sheng's smile faded upon hearing this. He did not respond to her, but instead shouted outside the house, "Song Chen, send His Highness back home."
With a creaking sound, Song Chen appeared from nowhere and pushed the door open. He lowered his head and walked in front of Min Shian, bowing and saying, "Your Highness, please come in."
Min Shian scoffed and rolled her eyes at Song Sheng. Her throat still hurt, and she jokingly said in a slightly hoarse voice, "If you don't like it, forget it."
Then she strode away, and Song Chen hurriedly followed her and escorted her out of the mansion.
So suspenseful!
Min Shian sat in the sedan chair, her inner clothes were soaked with cold sweat. For a moment, the murderous intent in Song Sheng's eyes made her think that she was really going to die on the spot!
"master."
Chun Tao saw Min Shi'an returning home and was just about to report the list of gifts prepared for New Year's Eve. She saw that although she had a smile on her face, the corners of her eyes were drooping, and it was obvious that she was in a bad mood.
So she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. She put the gift list into her sleeve without leaving a trace, followed behind Min Shian, and whispered, "Master, is there anything wrong?"
Hearing this, Min Shian glanced at her and said coldly, "Song Sheng is indeed worthy of being compared to Lord Song Ling."
Chun Tao's heart skipped a beat, and her face turned pale. She suddenly shrank back, and after a moment she hesitated and said, "But, I can guarantee with my life that no one involved in this matter will survive."
"It's okay, you can leave first." Min Shian waved his hand.
Chuntao responded in a low voice, and when she turned to leave, she saw the faint purple finger marks on Min Shian's neck. She paused, then turned and left as if she hadn't seen anything.
"Song Yanxuan..."
Min Shian sighed comfortably as she soaked in the misty pool. She squinted her eyes and stroked the marks on her neck, with the corners of her lips raised.
Since she came into this world, no one has ever dared to treat her like this.
Sooner or later, she will get double the return from Song Sheng.
However, right now, she should pay attention to how Song Sheng will retaliate against her. Really...
It's exciting.
“Crash—”
Min Shian walked out of the pool, splashing water as she moved. She believed that bathing was a very private matter, so even Chuntao didn't stay to serve her.
She bent down and put on the clothes that Chuntao had prepared for her. Her fingertips touched something cold. She paused slightly, took out the jade bottle buried at the bottom and examined it carefully. It was a bottle of ointment.
A warm feeling flowed through Min Shian's heart. She opened the cork of the bottle and was about to apply the medicine when her expression froze and she threw the jade bottle to the ground. Did this little girl misunderstand something?
A dreamless night.
Before dawn, Min Shian simply tied up her hair and hurried to Xianyang Palace. Empress Xie's urgent order made her heart beat faster and faster, and she thought to herself that it was bad.
It must be that damn fox Song Sheng who caused some trouble.
Before she even entered the inner hall, she heard the sound of utensils crashing to the ground. Min Shian hurried in, selectively ignoring the mess on the ground, and asked, "Mother, what happened?"
Empress Xie was extremely angry. She gritted her teeth and asked angrily, "What's the matter?"
"I should be the one asking you this question."
Min Shian frowned slightly, feeling a growing sense of unease. She decisively bowed and knelt, replying, "I don't know what I have done to make you so angry."
Empress Xie threw down a scroll and said coldly, "I've told you long ago that Song Sheng is not a good person, but you refused to listen!"
"Those who form cliques for personal gain are guilty of crimes, but considering they haven't committed any serious offenses, they can be spared the death penalty, but they can't escape punishment for their crimes."
Min Shian read the last few lines, feeling somewhat puzzled. Did Song Sheng really dare to fight with her?
"Mother, I will handle this matter myself." Min Shi'an put the scroll away and said with a bow, "Don't worry, Mother."
Even if Song Sheng really dared to frame her with false charges, given Song Sheng's personality, he would have to wait until Song Tinglan left. It was too early now.
Empress Xie took a deep breath, but unexpectedly caught a glimpse of the vague traces of ambiguity on Min Shi'an's collar. She said with trembling fingers, "Shi'an, An'er, come here."
Min Shian didn't understand why, but he still walked forward obediently, sat next to Empress Xie, and said softly, "Mother, I'm here."
Empress Xie lifted her clothes slightly, revealing her fair and smooth skin. After seeing the mark, she first breathed a sigh of relief, then was stunned for a moment, and then became furious.
She brushed her fingertips across the fingerprints and asked in a stern tone, "Who dares to lay a hand on An'er?!"
"Is it Song Sheng?!"
"I want him dead!"
Min Shi'an pulled his clothes together, hurriedly calmed Empress Xie down, and then explained the whole story.
Finally, Empress Xie was extremely tired. She tapped her forehead with her fingertips and sighed, "I am really old. I can't figure out what you young people are doing."
"Forget it, if you can't solve it, I will take care of it for you."
Min Shian tilted his head and rubbed Empress Xie's shoulder, then stretched out his tone and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, I know that your Majesty is the best!"
New Year's Eve is just a few days away, and families are constantly visiting and entertaining each other, with banquets of all sizes coming one after another. Min Shi'an applied ointment and makeup to make sure there were no flaws before going to the banquet.
Today's party is hosted by the Minister of Personnel, who has a bad drinking habit but a bad drinking habit.
He was Song Sheng's man, and Min Shi'an wanted to find an excuse to shirk his responsibility, but Song Sheng seemed to have anticipated it. The drunkard specifically passed on a message, stating that he specially invited Her Royal Highness the Princess to exchange ideas on calligraphy at the banquet.
Min Shian was being held in such high esteem that it would be inappropriate for him to refuse again.
"Shi An, here!"
Song Tinglan arrived early and waved at her in the pavilion. Song Sheng and Xiao Wangjing, who were standing on her left and right, looked over at her. Min Shian didn't want to attract too much attention, so she quickly walked into the pavilion.
"Greetings, Your Highness."
Min Shian touched Song Tinglan's belly and said without turning his head, "No need to be polite."
Before the banquet officially started, Min Shian and Song Tinglan were chatting about her past in Beifeng. In a short while, Song Tinglan had told all of Xiao Wangjing's embarrassing stories with a smile.
A blush appeared on Xiao Wangjing's wheat-colored face. He wanted to stop Song Tinglan, but seeing her smiling face and looking very happy, he couldn't bear to say anything more, but instead looked at Song Tinglan intently.
When she smiled, Xiao Wangjing curled the corners of his lips, and there was tenderness in his eyes, like the trickles of water after the spring snow on the peak of a distant mountain melted.
Min Shian was thirsty after talking about this. She lowered her eyes to look at the wine glass in front of her, thinking that Song Tinglan had someone prepare it for her. Without thinking, she picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.
"Shi An, wait! Wait a moment!"
She met Song Tinglan's anxious expression, glanced at the wine glass in her hand, and teased, "Is Tinglan so stingy? She can't even bear to let me drink a sip of wine?"
Before Song Tinglan could answer, Song Sheng, who had remained silent, suddenly said in a gentle voice, "Your Highness, that wine is a strong liquor produced in Beifeng."
Xiao Wangjing touched the tip of his nose and looked up at the sky. Song Tinglan also looked a little strange.
Beifeng Peach Blossom Wine is different from ordinary liquor. It has a rich and refreshing fragrance of peach blossoms at first, and the sweet aftertaste is left between the lips and teeth after swallowing the wine. It often makes people intoxicated and want to drink it again.
"I know this is peach blossom wine, so why can't I drink it?" Min Shi'an was a little surprised by their reaction. She then laughed and said, "When I was a child, I climbed up the eaves to steal wine to drink, and you didn't even know what you were doing!"
"I won't get drunk, just rest assured."
Song Tinglan picked up the wine glass and swallowed a sip of wine, then took a deep breath, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Shi'an, you just used your brother's cup."
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