"Crown Princess Consort..."
A pitiful and resentful voice suddenly rose, and the carriage came to an abrupt halt. Thanks to the quick reactions of Sister Jin and the others who protected Yang Mengchen, her head didn’t smash against the carriage wall. After ensuring Yang Mengchen was safe, Sister Jin and her companions all showed faces filled with icy coldness and murderous intent.
Outside, Hong Ling brought the carriage to a stop and, with immense fury, lashed her long whip fiercely at Liao Zhiyan who blocked the horses’ path. In her raging anger, Hong Ling forgot all about Yang Mengchen’s usual instructions that they shouldn’t harm people recklessly, especially the innocent.
Hong Ling, a martial practitioner, didn’t hold back, and lashed so hard that Liao Zhiyan was sprawled on the ground. If not for maintaining some dignity, she would have rolled on the spot, crying out in pain.
"Miss!" Wet Nurse Zhou rushed to Liao Zhiyan, cradling her wounded arm, and cried out in shock, "Miss, you’re bleeding!"
Ever since the Liao family met with misfortune, the Liao Family Clan had often schemed against the miss, causing her to be either injured or drugged. Since then, Wet Nurse Zhou always carried some common medicines, and at this moment, thought of applying some wound medicine to the miss’s injuries.
Liao Zhiyan subtly stopped Wet Nurse Zhou. If she didn’t let everyone see her wounds, how could she reveal this vile woman’s brutal domineering nature?
Having served the miss for so many years, Wet Nurse Zhou naturally understood her thoughts and hesitated but eventually followed her orders.
When the crowd saw the bright red whip mark on Liao Zhiyan’s arm and the fresh blood oozing out, they could not help but feel sympathy and glared furiously at Hong Ling.
Before the crowd could speak, Hong Ling angrily rebuked, "You knew perfectly well that the Crown Princess Consort was in the carriage, yet you suddenly rushed out. Didn’t you realize that could harm the Crown Princess Consort? Or perhaps that was exactly your intention, hoping for the Crown Princess Consort to meet with an accident so you could get your heart’s desire?"
The crowd had an epiphany.
The Crown Princess Consort was more than seven months pregnant with twins. If there truly had been an accident, wouldn’t it be the death of three lives? This Liao Zhiyan truly had malicious intentions!
The pain in her arm was so intense that Liao Zhiyan almost wished to faint, but she understood and refused to pass out just like that. After all, if she did, she wouldn’t achieve her goals for the day, and the future would be uncertain.
Most importantly, she firmly believed that this vile woman wouldn’t dare to kill her in the street, for then not only she but also the Crown Prince would bear a tainted reputation.
However, seeing the condemning and angry looks of the bystanders, Liao Zhiyan felt extreme hatred while her beautiful face showed only frailty and sorrow. Her white lips lightly bitten, her eyes seemingly moist with unshed tears, she presented a truly pitiable and charming sight.
"I didn’t mean to..."
"If you had no intention of colliding with the Crown Princess Consort, why did you suddenly rush out? If you continue to twist the truth in front of everyone, even if my Crown Princess Consort is too compassionate to kill you, I certainly will not spare you!"
Without sparing Liao Zhiyan another glance, Hong Ling suppressed her fury and knelt beside the carriage, "This servant has alarmed the Crown Princess Consort; my crime deserves death. I beg the Crown Princess Consort to punish me!" freewёbnoνel-com
Regardless of the reason, if her failure to handle the carriage had disturbed the Crown Princess Consort, then it was her fault.
The attendants of the Crown Princess Consort were always gentle and courteous, never bullying others because of their position. The crowd, having witnessed that Liao Zhiyan was indeed at fault, admired how the serving girl quickly sought punishment from the Crown Princess Consort, showing just how strictly governed the Crown Princess Consort’s household was. Everyone was sincerely convinced.
"It’s of no matter." A cool and distant voice emerged from the carriage, "Just drag the person blocking the carriage away."
Such was the magnanimity of the Crown Princess Consort. Unlike other nobles who would have undoubtedly punished or killed for such an affront, she seemed completely unruffled by the complaints and wails of Liao Zhiyan, maintaining calm composure—earning silent praise from all.
With all this commotion, Yang Mengchen naturally woke up, "Liao Zhiyan has come," she stated with certainty.
The others nodded.
With their support, Yang Mengchen sat up, quickly tidied herself, and took the fruit juice that Shan Cha handed her, drinking it elegantly. Her eyes were dark and bottomless.
Mo Lan and Mu Zhu were highly skilled at martial arts and extremely alert, yet Liao Zhiyan, a delicate maiden, managed to avoid them and come here. How interesting.
Such an interesting woman, she naturally wanted to see for herself what she looked like. Setting down her Ceramic Glaze cup with interest, she lifted the carriage curtain to see and hear what was happening outside, while from outside, it was impossible to see or hear anything inside. This carriage was meticulously crafted according to Long Xuanmo’s instructions.
She saw Liao Zhiyan sprawled on the ground, her oval face as delicate as a peeled eggshell, her fine nose proudly shaped, her stunning lips, skin like ice and snow, dressed in a bright red gown embroidered with large peony blossoms, covered with a green gauze shawl. Her ebony hair was piled into a cloud bun, tilted with a hairpin inlaid with a thumbnail-sized, sparkling blue sapphire, and her large watery eyes seemed misty, truly a peerless beauty capable of bringing kingdoms to their knees.
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