After the palace servants had removed everything, Yan Wucai gave a look to the men below, "A few puppets are fine. I order each of you to make ten, write your birth dates on them, and bury them in the courtyard. If you are still alive a month later..."
Yan Wu lowered his voice and warned in a deep voice, "I will let you experience what it's like to be worse than dead."
What? !
An Liangdi and Zhao Liangdi could not believe it.
They've been crying and pleading here for so long, saying so much, and His Highness actually wants them to make ten curses to kill themselves?
"Your Highness! The evidence is right before your eyes, why won't you believe it?!"
"I see, your mind has been controlled by Yan Chaoxi's Gu magic!"
Yan Chaoxi smiled slightly and stepped forward to help Consort An and Consort Zhao up. "Perhaps you two sisters have misunderstood me quite a bit. Since I entered the Crown Prince's residence, I have always treated everyone with kindness. Did you two sisters hear some unpleasant things from somewhere, which is why you have developed a prejudice against me?"
"Don't let yourselves be used."
As they spoke, two unlucky charms were slapped onto An Liangdi and Zhao Liangdi by the hand that was helping them up.
The two calls of "sister" made An Liangdi and Zhao Liangdi feel uncomfortable. They were clearly older than Yan Chaoxi, but they were of lower rank and had to call anyone of higher rank "elder sister".
Consort An, her face dark, shoved Yan Chaoxi away. She'd had a headache for a month, and her mind was racing. She spoke with a heavy heart, her words carefully considered. "Consort Yan, don't say such things. You've only just entered the palace, and Consort Xu committed suicide during her confinement. How could someone who valued her life so much commit suicide? Do you dare say her death has nothing to do with you?"
When Consort Xu died, Consort An was gloating for several days. However, as Yan Chaoxi gained favor and they each experienced their own discomforts, Consort An gradually became uneasy.
Zhao Liangdi was much calmer than An Liangdi. After thinking about what Yan Chaoxi said, her heart gradually calmed down.
She was the one who came up with the idea of witchcraft, and she was also the one who suggested that the three of them join forces to deal with Yan Chaoxi. However, it was always the Crown Princess who said that their physical discomfort was because of Yan Chaoxi. After hearing this for a long time, they naturally became suspicious.
According to the plan, the Crown Princess should go to the palace at this time to invite the Empress to uphold justice, and it would be best to invite the Emperor as well, so that even if the Crown Prince is biased, the Emperor can step in to punish Yan Chaoxi.
But so much time has passed, and the Crown Princess has yet to arrive.
It seems the Crown Princess is sending them to fight Yan Chaoxi while she watches the show from the sidelines! The thought of this possibility filled Consort Zhao with anger and hatred. The Crown Prince is completely devoted to Yan Chaoxi, and if he believes they are the ones who are slandering her, they will be in for a world of hurt today!
What a wonderful Crown Princess!
Zhao Liangdi tugged at An Liangdi's clothes, signaling her to stop talking.
An Liangdi reluctantly shut her mouth.
Yan Wu also pulled Yan Chaoxi away from the two of them. The little princess is beautiful and kind-hearted. She thought they were being misled when she was slandered. It's better to keep her away from them so she doesn't get hurt.
"You say these dolls were made by this palace maid at the behest of the concubine, but I suspect you made them yourselves. Why don't you prove your innocence first?"
An Liangdi shouted, "Your Highness, how could we order someone to make a doll to harm ourselves? If we had made it, why would we have waited a month to come and complain?!"
“How would I know that? Guards, take all the people from Consort An and Consort Zhao’s courtyards away for questioning. Surely someone will know where these puppets came from.”
The two women felt a slight panic. His Highness wasn't interrogating Yan Chaoxi, but instead was interrogating their people—didn't this mean he was convinced they were the ones who had slandered them?
Soon, all the palace servants in Consort An and Consort Zhao's courtyards were taken away for interrogation. Under severe torture, some of them couldn't withstand it and confessed to Consort An, pointing out that she had ordered the creation of the witchcraft dolls.
Seeing that things were going badly, Consort Zhao immediately changed her expression and slapped Consort An across the face. "Consort An, how dare you incite me to frame Consort Yan! If you hadn't repeatedly slandered Consort Yan in my ear, how could I have believed your claim that Consort Yan intended to harm people!"
"What...what do you mean? You want me to take the blame?"
Yan Wu had some fruit served to her so she could eat while watching.
Yan Chaoxi, “…” He really knows how to drive one person, no, two people, crazy.
An Liangdi was unwilling to give up, "It was clearly your idea!"
Consort Zhao retorted, "What idea did I come up with? Do you have any proof?! The dolls were all made by the maids in your courtyard!"
Enraged, An Liangdi lunged forward and grabbed Zhao Liangdi's hair, yelling, "You bitch! You dare to do it but not admit it!"
"You shrew! You crazy woman, let me go!"
In the blink of an eye, the two started fighting like dogs, pulling each other's hair and slapping each other, while also bringing up a lot of old grievances.
"Don't think I don't know that you put on makeup every day, only eat one bite of food, and make yourself look sickly in an attempt to win His Highness's pity!"
"So what! You deliberately pushed Liu Fengyi down before, causing her to miscarry. Did you really think no one knew if I didn't expose you?"
"You bitch! What makes you think I did it?!"
Without Yan Wu's order, no one around dared to step forward to stop them, and they watched dumbfounded as the two usually high-ranking concubines of the Crown Prince fought.
They only stopped when both were completely exhausted. Zhao Liangdi's hair was disheveled, her hairpins and ornaments scattered on the ground, and she was panting heavily. An Liangdi's face was bruised and swollen, and her mouth was bleeding; she looked like a pitiful sight.
Yan Chaoxi never expected that Zhao Liangdi, who looked so delicate and frail, could be so ruthless when she hit people; every slap she gave was delivered with equal force.
Consort Zhao was glad that she had only offered suggestions and hadn't actually done anything. Now, even if she denied knowing anything, the servants in her courtyard couldn't get anything out of her.
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