But how could she possibly give in to the other party's wishes?
Leng Qinghan bit her lip, deliberately straightened her back, and smoothed the strands of hair on her face to both sides, as if afraid that the other party would not see her arrogant expression.
As always, they are still annoying.
"You wretch, you want to see me make a fool of myself? Not a chance!" She considered herself superior, yet her language was foul.
Leng Qingning wasn't angry. Instead, a mocking smile appeared on her face, and she curled her lips in disdain: "Fourth Princess is really no ordinary person. Even after being reduced to associating with excrement and urine, she is still so tough?"
She found it amusing and chuckled softly, covering her mouth.
This disregard was truly hurtful, and Leng Qinghan was instantly enraged.
She retorted angrily, "What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? You vile woman, if it weren't for the Empress's favoritism, do you think you'd be worthy to compete with me? What are you anyway?"
"Tsk." Leng Qingning frowned.
"Fourth Sister, your voice is probably ruined. The harsh words you uttered were really not aggressive at all. Come on, let me soothe your throat."
She snapped her fingers, instructing the jailer behind her to prepare water.
"Fourth Sister is a princess after all, how can you be so negligent?" she pretended to rebuke the jailer.
"It was my oversight," the jailer said with a grin, bowing slightly before quickly going to make preparations.
"You're really that kind?"
Leng Qinghan swallowed hard; she hadn't drunk water for days, and her throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire.
"Hey, Fourth Sister, what are you saying! We're sisters, and I'm kind-hearted, unlike you, Fourth Sister, who's so wicked."
"you!"
Leng Qinghan was suddenly choked. She wanted to get angry, but when she thought about the water she could drink, she forced herself to suppress the urge to curse.
Soon, the jailer returned, carrying a bowl of pale yellow liquid.
"Your Highness, the water is here. I'll feed you." The cunning-looking jailer slowly opened the cell door and presented the bowl of water to Leng Qinghan.
Leng Qingning looked at her with a leisurely air, her smile turning into a wicked grin.
A fish that is dying of thirst sees water and has no time to distinguish it carefully.
Leng Qinghan snatched the bowl of water without even looking at it and put it in her mouth.
"Gurgle!"
As she swallowed, she froze for a moment, and then vomited.
The jailer, quick as a flash, caught the bowl of water and burst into unrestrained laughter beside her.
"What did you give me to drink?" she yelled as she vomited.
"Your Highness, what I'm giving you to drink is water, of course. It's my holy water."
"How does it taste, Your Highness? Hahaha."
"What?"
"Ugh~~"
Mocking laughter echoed in the dark dungeon.
With a series of wailing sounds, Leng Qinghan felt like she was about to vomit her intestines out. Her eyes were filled with resentment and venom, and she choked on them until tears welled up in her eyes, which were frighteningly bloodshot.
Leng Qingning narrowed her eyes and watched the whole thing from the sidelines, enjoying this delightful spectacle.
After she had finished vomiting, she asked with concern, "Fourth Sister, have you finished vomiting all your bitterness? You should replenish your strength now."
He then gave the jailer a wink.
Leng Qinghan's heart tightened. Again?
Looking up, she saw the jailer pick up the bowl again. This time, the jailer grabbed her chin tightly and, without saying a word, poured all the liquid into her stomach, amidst her terrified and resistant gaze.
Not a single drop was wasted.
She vomited again.
Turning her head, she saw another jailer bring over a bowl of sticky, unidentifiable stuff, and walk towards her with a sinister smile.
It's disgusting to look at.
She forced herself to stop vomiting and then cursed at Leng Qingning outside the door.
"You vile woman! A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! How dare you insult me, Your Highness! You deserve to die a horrible death! You deserve to give birth to a stillborn child, you wicked and vicious woman!"
"Wait!" Leng Qingning raised her hand to stop them.
Seeing this, the jailer did not go any further.
"What did you just say? Stillborn?"
Having heard this crucial clue, Leng Qingning pressed her for an answer: "Didn't you poison and kill my child?"
Upon hearing this, Leng Qinghan paused. So the other party thought she had poisoned the child, which was why they came here to seek revenge and humiliate her.
Her eyes darted around rapidly as she thought: If she denied it, would the other person stop making her eat that disgusting thing?
Besides, if you tell them, the other party will lose their target for revenge, and they will definitely be in great pain, right?
If you have enemies, you can find a reason to console yourself; if you don't have enemies, you have to bear the pain alone.
Thinking of this, a shrewd glint flashed in Leng Qinghan's eyes. She could drag the other person down with her before she died, making the other person suffer as much as she did. She had gained something.
“Your child was not killed by me at all. She was stillborn and was born weak. Her spirit shattered as soon as she was born. If I wanted to kill her, I would have crushed her with a single palm.”
Leng Qinghan said this smugly, just waiting to see Leng Qingning's shocked, pained and embarrassed appearance.
"Why should I believe you?" Leng Qingning's expression remained unchanged.
"Ha, things have come to this point, do you think there's any need for me to lie to you anymore?" Leng Qinghan said disdainfully, "Gu Nanshu gave birth to two spirit pearls. If I were to take action, would I only poison one?"
"Since Shi Yi left, who knows if you didn't have time to make your move on the other one?" Leng Qingning analyzed calmly.
"whispering sound."
Seeing that she didn't believe her, Leng Qinghan scoffed disdainfully.
"Believe it or not, I've said it before: if I wanted to kill them, I could just crush them with a slap. Why would I need to poison them? Why wait for the poison to take effect?"
"I am not that stupid."
After saying this, she sneered repeatedly, seemingly expressing her dissatisfaction and that she didn't need to resort to such a slow method as poisoning.
"Are you telling the truth?"
Leng Qingning's expression finally changed, and her tone became urgent: "Was my child truly born weak? Or was he murdered?"
Upon hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Leng Qinghan's filthy and terrifying face.
She knew it; the other person would be devastated when they learned the truth.
A smile played on her lips as she emphasized, "Yes, no one harmed your daughter. She just wasn't lucky enough to have a daughter. Neither you nor Gu Nanshu were destined to have one."
"Hahaha."
She burst into maniacal laughter, her eyes fixed on Leng Qingning, waiting for the other woman's expression to crumble.
"I see!"
Upon hearing the truth, Leng Qingning became indifferent and breathed a sigh of relief.
The mood suddenly changed, and a relieved smile appeared on her face. Although it was faint, Leng Qinghan still caught it.
Instantly, Leng Qinghan's eyebrows furrowed together: "What are you laughing at? Shouldn't you be heartbroken and crying?"
She doesn't understand!
"I'm sorry to disappoint you," Leng Qingning replied calmly.
The loss of my child was certainly heartbreaking, but once I learned the truth about the child's death, I wasn't so sad anymore.
When Leng Qinghan saw that the other party did not beat his chest and stamp his feet as expected, her anger surged instantly.
She yelled at him, "Don't you have a heart? Your daughter is dead, and you can still laugh? Not even a single tear?"
"What is that?!"
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