Chapter 405 Qiao Wanyan, are you pretending again?
Qiao Wanyan frowned slightly, "Can I do it later? I have something important to do now."
Xiao Dezi was a little embarrassed, "Second Miss, I hope you won't embarrass me. Abbot Jingxin seemed to have something urgent to do, so he asked me to leave the palace to find you. Please move on, Second Miss."
At this moment, Qiao Wanyan felt that Abbot Jingxin was extremely annoying. The more irritated she was, the more trouble he caused her. Why didn't he just die?
Baohua Hall is located inside Zhaofo Gate behind Yuhua Pavilion in the palace. After entering the palace gate, one has to get off the carriage and walk there.
If it were the emperor, empress, or concubines, they could ride in a sedan chair to save some energy, but Qiao Wanyan was only the wife of a minister and was far from being qualified to ride, so she could only follow Xiao Dezi towards the Baohua Palace.
Normally, there are only monks and eunuchs who clean the Baohua Hall. Now, Abbot Jingxin of the National Temple, which is close to the Qifu Grand Ceremony, is staying here temporarily. The hall is much more lively with people coming and going, and one can even see concubines coming here to pay homage.
Qiao Wanyan didn't know any other concubines except the Queen and Concubine Shu in the palace, so when she saw those people dressed in luxurious clothes, she just stopped and nodded slightly without saying hello.
Xiao Dezi led Qiao Wanyan to a door, where there were young monks guarding on both sides.
"Second Miss, Abbot Jingxin has instructed you to go in directly when you arrive."
Xiao Dezi had no intention of going in, so Qiao Wanyan responded indifferently. After Ziyuan knocked on the door, she walked in.
There was no one in the main hall. Qiao Wanyan looked around and walked behind the screen.
As she walked away, Qiao Wanyan saw Jingxin.
His thin lips parted slightly, as if in surprise.
"You..." Qiao Wanyan hesitated to speak.
Jingxin looked up at her, kneeling on the ground with one hand on the edge of the table for support, dark blood at the corner of his lips sliding down his jaw.
His already fair skin now had a somewhat sickly paleness. He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his fingertips, and a low cough escaped from his throat, and another mouthful of black blood came out.
Even in the face of such a strange scene, Jingxin still did not look panicked. She just looked at Qiao Wanyan quietly as she looked stunned and seemed to have remembered something.
"You forgot you poisoned me, didn't you?"
Jingxin asked in a very calm tone, but this question had a tone of affirmation.
Qiao Wanyan pursed her lips and replied after a moment: "What poison? I have only met Abbot Jingxin once in the National Temple. How could I have poisoned you?"
Jingxin suddenly laughed, "Qiao Wanyan, are you pretending again?"
Qiao Wan remained calm, looking puzzled as if she really didn't understand what nonsense he was talking about at the moment.
Jing Xin: "I was fine before I entered this room. The imperial physician checked my pulse this morning and it was normal. After you left, I died of the poison. How are you going to get away?"
I knew she was a cunning and evil woman, so how could I not be on guard?
Even the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau couldn't diagnose the poison, so he would ask the imperial physician to diagnose his pulse every day to let everyone know that he was in good health.
So whoever he met before the poison took effect is the most suspicious.
Qiao Wanyan said gently, "I was just joking with Abbot Jingxin. Look at you, why are you so nervous?"
Jing Xin: "Since it's a joke, then you must know what I want you to do and you will be prepared in advance."
"So, where's the antidote?"
Qiao Wan remained calm and said, "The antidote is in the Shangshu Mansion. I came in a hurry and the palace maids urged me to hurry, so I didn't have time to get it."
Jing Xin looked away helplessly, "Liar, do you think I would believe you? Don't tell me that the antidote hasn't been prepared yet. If there is no antidote, I will really be poisoned."
Jingxin's voice was weak and feeble. His blood and qi were surging, and he spat out another mouthful of black blood.
"Wait a little longer, I'll go back and get you the antidote."
Jing Xin stopped him, "Let your maid go, you stay. If you don't respond, I will call someone in now. You can't describe this scene even if you have a hundred mouths."
What Qiao Wanyan hated most in her life was being threatened again and again. She walked slowly up to him and pinched his cheek with one hand to force him to look at her.
"What motive do we two weak women have to poison you?"
"It's so blatant, who would believe that I would be so crazy?"
"I'm not crazy. You have no evidence except your mouth. How can you accuse me?"
Since he didn't tell Tianshu Camp about himself that day outside the capital, what basis did he have to accuse me now that there was no evidence?
Even if you take the case to the Court of Appeal, you can't be convicted without evidence!
Jingxin held her wrist that was pinching her face, and their eyes met, creating sparks that were almost tangible, but without a trace of warmth.
The willow trees outside the window swayed in the wind, and the shadows reflected through the window were bright and dark, adding a bit of gloom and eeriness.
"That's not right, how can there be no motive?"
Qiao Wanyan raised her eyebrows slightly, waiting for him to say something that would threaten her, but her expression was full of disdain.
Jingxin's eyes were deep and bottomless, and she said in a cold voice: "I know the truth about the death of Abbot Zhiyuan, so naturally there are people who are guilty and want to kill me to silence me."
Qiao Wanyan's expression changed slightly and she stared at him intently.
Jingxin pushed away her hand that was pinching her, struggled to stand up and sat on the chair, and then she had no strength to move.
The dark blood soaked the snow-white clothes, which was more shocking than the red one.
"Abbot Zhiyuan was killed by bandits, what truth could there be?"
Jing Xin sneered, "Are you trying to trick me into revealing my bargaining chip when I'm so weak? If I tell you, will I still be alive?"
"Second Miss, you should know that since I dare to speak out, I have evidence to drag you to hell. I have even prepared a copy of the evidence. Even if I die, Second Miss will not be able to relax."
Qiao Wanyan raised her eyebrows slightly, "It's fine if you just lied to others, but if you had solid evidence, you would have avenged your master and sent the evidence to the Dali Temple long ago. Why would you hide it for so long?"
Jingxin: "Buddhism teaches us to let go of hatred. Although I hate the people who killed my master, I cannot deny this hatred. But since I have entered Buddhism, I should guide people to transform suffering in a more compassionate way. Revenge will not bring happiness, but will only make your hands stained with blood and unable to let go."
"If the Second Miss is determined not to let it go and insists on forcing me, then I will have no choice but to send the evidence to the Dali Temple and let her know what regret is and what tit-for-tat is."
The air was deathly silent and the stalemate lasted for a long time.
"Ziyuan, go find Yunyao to get medicine."
Zi Yuan was a little worried, "But if I go, the young lady will be alone in the palace..."
"It's okay. This is the imperial palace, not Hell. Nothing will happen to me. Go ahead."
Zi Yuan hesitated a little, but finally obeyed the order and left.
Jingxin wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and saw Qiao Wanyan sitting aside and glaring at her.
He cursed, "You dead monk."
Jingxin didn't argue with her.
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