Lin Qingwan was not frightened by the deadly poison, but she was stunned by Mu Xue's fierce determination.
She quickly stopped them, saying, "Without any evidence, they won't admit it; they'll just turn around and accuse me."
Looking at Lin Qingwan's thin and pale face, Mu Xue wiped away her tears with her sleeve, but her vision immediately blurred again. "Then, we can't just let them harm you like this."
Lin Qingwan wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, but Muxue grabbed her hands tightly, saying, "Miss, it's impossible to guard against everything. We escaped this time, but what about next time? If we're not careful enough one day, how will we survive to avenge ourselves?"
"You are the daughter of the Prime Minister's family, why should you suffer such injustice!"
Seeing that Mu Xue was even angrier than herself, Lin Qingwan gently patted Mu Xue's shoulder to comfort her, "I didn't say we should let them bully us."
"I disdain hurting or harming others, but if you bully me, I will not stand idly by."
"It's not that we're ignoring this matter, but rather that we need to use someone's hand to make it happen."
Seeing her calm and composed demeanor, Mu Xue forced herself to calm down as well, sniffed, and asked, "Do you have a solution?"
Lin Qingwan whispered a few words in her ear.
*
Jiang Zhenlin and Gao Peng returned to their residence after lunch. Caibao knew that he had drunk some wine, so he instructed the kitchen to prepare a hangover soup early in the morning.
"Young master, Madam is taking a nap. Please go back to your room and rest for a while."
Jiang Zhenlin walked a little unsteadily, "Is your older sister feeling any better?"
"Sister Xia Yan said she's much better, so you don't need to worry."
Jiang Zhenlin snorted coldly, "It's all that scoundrel's fault."
Caibao dared not respond.
Fearing to disturb the madam, Caibao helped him back to the courtyard through the southwest side gate, where they overheard two maids talking about Lin Qingwan.
"I heard that Miss Qingwan dislikes the bitter taste of the medicine and refuses to drink it. How can she get better if she doesn't drink it?"
"What do you know? It's only because it's bad that the Prime Minister keeps worrying about it. If it drags on for another two days, the Prince might even come to visit."
"You're saying she did it on purpose?"
"If the pain is really bad, you can't wait to get better. Who can stand the torment of illness?"
"But didn't Guard Tong bring a master bone-setting expert to cure him?"
"Speaking of which, our Miss Qingwan is truly remarkable; even the guards around the Crown Prince are so attentive to her."
"Crack!" The sound of the flowerpot shattering nearly scared the two of them out of their wits.
They all turned to look at the side gate, then stared in disbelief, trembling as they knelt down, "Young...Young Master!"
When Caibao saw the veins bulging on Jiang Zhenlin's forehead, he knew things were about to get bad. His face darkened, and he yelled at the two maids to get out of there, then pleaded, "Young Master, don't listen to their nonsense..."
"Hey, young master, where are you going!"
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