At the same time, Ning Sizhen's smile froze, and his already unpleasant complexion turned pale in an instant.
That little brat is just like his useless father; he doesn't learn anything good and only knows how to frame people!
When did he squeeze his hand?
"Father!" Ning Sizhen hurriedly called out, trying to clarify, "I didn't! If you don't believe me, check Ning Longxi's hand; it's definitely perfectly fine!"
Seeing that the Emperor was about to come over, Ning Longxi quickly used his body as cover, waved his chubby little hand in front of Si Jin's eyes, and winked at him, trying to ask for his help.
Si Jin smiled, secretly took his hand, and squeezed it slightly.
A bright red mark immediately appeared on her wrist.
Ning Longxi quickly raised her red wrist in front of the emperor, sobbing.
"Grandpa, Xier didn't lie, look..."
The emperor's expression worsened, and his gaze towards Ning Sizhen was almost one of anger.
Ning Sizhen's face had lost all color as he stared in disbelief at Ning Longxi's hand.
What's going on?
He didn't move at all!
Why would such a young child suddenly have such a red mark on their hand?
This must be a setup!
It was Ning Sijin who plotted this!
"Father, this was absolutely not done by your son. It must have been Ning Sijin who took Ning Longxi with him..."
However, before he could finish speaking, the emperor interrupted him with a stern face: "Ning! Si! Zhen! Are you saying that I am old and blind and cannot see the injury on Xi'er's hand? Or are you saying that Xi'er, a five-year-old child, is not innocent and is deliberately slandering you?"
"Father..."
"Today is New Year's Eve, and I do not wish to punish you. Tomorrow, go to the Censorate and collect your three hundred strokes of the cane!"
Another three hundred lashes?!
His injuries from the last beating have just healed!
Ning Sizhen felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and his good mood of dining in the Crown Prince's seat vanished instantly.
Looking at Si Jin sitting down opposite her with her child, she gritted her teeth in hatred!
Well done, Ning Sijin, you're something else!
I'll let you jump around a bit longer, but you'll see what happens later!
In a short while, everyone arrived, and the food was served.
Looking at the poisoned food laid out in front of Si Jin.
Ning Sizhen almost burst out laughing.
A few days ago, he spent a lot of money to bribe the chef in the imperial kitchen to poison Ning Sijin's food.
This poison was prepared by Nangong Changli; ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell the difference.
Even if the imperial physicians came to examine him, they could only detect food poisoning at most, and could not find any signs of poisoning.
As long as that good-for-nothing Ning Sijin takes one bite, he'll be doomed!
Ning Sizhen stared intently at Si Jin, and when he saw Ning Longxi pick up his chopsticks to eat, he was even happier.
Perfect! If we kill this bastard who's spouting nonsense, then no one in the royal family will be vying for the throne with him. Ning Sizhen's lips curled into a smile, his heart filled with joy.
But then he saw Si Jin across from him lower his eyes and glance briefly at the food in front of him.
He decisively stopped Ning Longxi from picking up the chopsticks, and before the palace servant who brought the food had left, he casually called the servant back, saying something seemingly unintentionally.
"I don't like these deer tendons or beef soup; they're too greasy. I'll give them to my second brother across the street."
It's common for people to exchange dishes at the New Year's Eve banquet.
Without much thought, the palace servants placed all of Si Jin's food in front of Ning Si Zhen.
Ning Sizhen was dumbfounded again.
What's going on? He meticulously planned this scheme for five or six days, only to have it ruined by Ning Sijin's effortless move?
His right hand, gripping the edge of the table, bulged with veins, as if he wanted to tear the smiling person in front of him apart.
Si Jin looked at him calmly, but suddenly a wicked urge surged within her.
He placed his hand under the edge of the table and released a divine power that pierced Ning Sizhen's finger.
The pain in my fingers was excruciating.
"Ahhh—" Ning Sizhen cried out, standing up abruptly from his seat, raising his bleeding hand and angrily rebuking Si Jin: "Ning Si Jin, what kind of hidden weapon did you use to stab me?"
"Second brother, what makes you say that?" Si Jin looked "naive" and raised his empty hands: "I don't have anything in my hands."
After saying that, she still held the child and innocently pouted, "Second Brother, you wouldn't be unhappy with the two of us because I'm holding Xi'er, and you're deliberately trying to get revenge, would you?"
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Ahhh, I'm so sorry, everyone. I'm rushing to finish the last assignment today. I'll make up for the three missing chapters tomorrow.
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