A short while later, the doctor arrived. He glanced at Linlang, instructed the servants to quickly take her to the backyard, and then gave a maid a prescription for her to get the medicine.
The lady sat in the chair, breathing heavily, her chest heaving. It took her a while to recover from the shock.
The maid, Grape, squatted beside her, clearly terrified as well. Trembling, she asked the Princess Consort, "Princess Consort, what should we do now?"
The steward standing nearby also asked, "Madam, should we let this person go?"
Before Shuzhen could speak, the magpie shrieked, "We can't let him go! He hurt Master Linlang!"
When Cui Jian heard what Xi Que said, he thought that Shu Zhen would definitely not let him go today, so he gripped the knife in his hand tightly.
The princess was at a loss after today's events. She waved her hand at Cui Jian and said, "You can leave now!"
"My lady, we can't let them go!" the magpie cried.
"Shut up! What I, the Princess Consort, do is none of your business. Drag her out!" the Princess Consort said angrily.
The magpie struggled to speak, saying, "My lady, we can't let them go! My lady! My lady..."
Cui Jian glanced at the people in the room. He knew he had to leave now. The woman had run into her own trap; it had nothing to do with him.
Once the two left Hongshi's residence, no one dared to stop them.
Meanwhile, Grape asked the Princess Consort, "Princess Consort, what should we do now?"
The princess asked, "How is Linlang? Is she alive or dead?"
Grape said, "I was so frightened that I didn't notice, but it seems that Linlang has been taken to the backyard. I'll go and see." After saying that, Grape walked towards the backyard.
The Fujin glanced at the bloodstains on the ground; the bright red blood made her dizzy. Shuzhen then shouted to the servants:
"Hurry up and clean up! Don't get in my way!"
Grape arrived at the backyard and went straight into Linlang's room.
Linlang lay on the bed, her face pale. Grape asked the doctor standing beside her, "How is she?"
The doctor shook his head and said, "The wound is too deep and it's pierced a vital spot. You should prepare for the worst!"
Grape was thinking that Linlang would die, and she didn't know what to say. She turned around and left the courtyard to report back to the Fujin.
"Madam, Linlang is dying. The doctor has told us to prepare for her passing," Grape said.
Shuzhen laughed when she heard this. "What did you say? Linlang is dead! Hahaha, good riddance!" Shuzhen laughed loudly. She had disliked her for a long time, and now that she was dead, it was like a thorn had been pulled out of Shuzhen's heart. How could she not be happy?
“But, Madam, what will we say to the Prince when he returns?” Grape said.
"So what? It was the people from the Jingzhao Prefecture who killed Linlang. Who told her to be so ignorant of the times? It was also the people from the Jingzhao Prefecture who took Ruan Meiying away. In any case, it has nothing to do with me," Shuzhen said.
Grape continued, "So what should we do with Linlang's body now? Should we send someone to buy a coffin?"
Shuzhen sneered, "Why buy a coffin? I wish I could grind that bitch to dust, wrap her in a straw mat, and throw her onto a desolate mountain in the suburbs for wild dogs and cats to devour."
"And what about the magpie?" Grape knew her master's heart; he was petty and vengeful.
Shuzhen thought for a while and said, "That scoundrel who relies on his master's power should have his legs broken and be kicked out of the house."
“Yes,” Grape said. Anyway, Linlang and her maid used to be favored by Hongshi, and sometimes he didn’t even respect the Fujin and the maids who served her, so no one had any pity for them.
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