Chapter 40 Someone Wants to Harm Me
But in her horrified sight, Shen Yanzhi, who was walking towards her, had a green-faced, fang-toothed evil ghost mask on his face, and was extending his claws towards her.
"Ah! Ghost! Don't kill me!"
She let out an even more shrill scream, picked up a piece of broken porcelain on the ground, and rushed towards Shen Yanzhi recklessly!
Shen Yanzhi didn't expect that she would suddenly attack him. Caught off guard, a long cut was opened on his arm and blood gushed out instantly.
"Are you crazy?!" Shen Yanzhi was shocked and angry, and grabbed her wrist.
When Wen Yue saw the blood flowing from his arm, she seemed to be even more shocked. Her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Shen Yanzhi looked at the wound on his arm, then at the unconscious, pale woman in his arms, his mind in a mess.
What on earth is going on?
How could that gentle and kind Yue'er suddenly become so crazy?
The 5 percentage points of pity in his heart, at this moment, quietly transformed into a deep, lingering cloud of doubt.
The scene was in chaos.
The palace's housekeeper and imperial physician were called in overnight, and the maids were trembling as they cleaned up the mess on the floor. The air was filled with a strange smell mixed with blood and herbs.
Shen Yanzhi sat in the outer room, his face gloomy and gloomy. The imperial physician was examining Wen Yue in the inner room, but after examining her several times, he could not explain her condition except that she was "overly frightened and her mind was in disarray."
"Your Highness, Miss Wen has no external injuries, and her pulse is only slightly weak and disordered. Logically, she shouldn't be in such a state of madness." The old doctor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and replied cautiously, "In my opinion, it seems...she has been hit by some kind of nightmare spell."
The art of nightmare suppression.
These four words made Shen Yanzhi's brows knit even tighter.
He knew the secrets of the harem, but Wen Yue had only been in the mansion for a short time and had always been a kind and gentle person. Who would use such a vicious method to harm her?
His eyes subconsciously swept towards the main courtyard.
Cui family?
She did have a motive, but with her limited intelligence, could she come up with such a quiet method?
He thought of Song Qingyuan again. But she was currently grieving over her son's situation and could barely protect herself, so how could she have the energy to deal with these things?
Shen Yanzhi's heart was so upset that it almost burst out of his head.
At this moment, Song Qingyuan, the instigator, was sitting leisurely by the window, sipping a cup of fresh tea.
Her son Shen Jingyu has woken up.
The Tianyuan Pill's medicinal effects were incredibly powerful. Not only did it detoxify him, it also helped him heal his body, leaving him with a rosy complexion and even better spirits than before he fell ill. At this moment, he was being held by his wet nurse, slowly cracking an apple.
The house is warm and peaceful, which seems like two different worlds compared to the chaos in Qingxin Cottage.
[Master, Master! Live broadcast! Do you want to watch?]
Tianbao's voice is full of temptation
[Chen Yanzhi's hand was scratched! Wen Yue just mistook him for a demon! Tsk tsk, the power of the Heart Demon Attraction is truly well-deserved!]
A transparent page unfolded in front of Song Qingyuan, on which the chaotic scene of Qingxin Cottage was being played in real time, just like watching a play.
Song Qingyuan took a sip of tea and asked calmly, "How much does this service cost?"
[Hey, not expensive! Friendly price, 10,000 points for a full day!]
Song Qingyuan didn't even raise his eyelids: "Too expensive. Five thousand, or we'll close it."
[Hey, Master, you've finally learned to bargain! Okay, okay, five thousand is five thousand! Deal!]
Tianbao's tone was full of grievance of "huge loss".
Song Qingyuan looked at Shen Yanzhi's shocked, angry and confused face in the picture, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
This is just the beginning.
The inner demons attract the inner demons. The deeper the sins in Wen Yue's heart, the more horrible the world she will see.
Her "acting skills" and "professionalism" that she was most proud of were completely vulnerable in front of this weapon of causality that directly attacked the soul.
She would treat everyone as an enemy, every word of concern as a calculation, and every look as malice.
She will tear apart her disguise of "pure white lotus" with her own hands and turn herself into a real, disgusting lunatic.
"Tianbao." Song Qingyuan suddenly spoke.
[Here, here!]
"Exchange a 'Marrow Cleansing Pill' for my son. I want the kind that mortals can use."
[Alright! This ordinary marrow cleansing pill can improve your physical condition, remove impurities, strengthen your body, and prevent all diseases! Price: One million points!]
Tianbao immediately pulled up the product page.
Song Qingyuan said without hesitation: "Exchange."
Instantly, his points dropped another one million. A fragrant pill appeared in the system space.
Revenge was one thing, but her son's future was the most important. She wanted him to have a healthy body and stay away from all the dirty schemes in the palace.
She took out the marrow cleansing pill and coaxed her son to eat it. Shen Jingyu felt a warm current flowing through his body. He yawned comfortably and fell into a deep sleep.
After doing all this, Song Qingyuan turned his attention back to the panel.
In Qingxin Cottage, Wen Yue slowly woke up.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Shen Yanzhi sitting beside the bed, looking at her with a complicated and scrutinizing look.
"Prince...Prince?" Wen Yue's voice was hoarse and his mind was still a little confused.
She only remembered that she seemed to have had a terrible nightmare.
"You're awake." Shen Yanzhi's voice was a little cold. "Why did you hurt me just now?"
Wen Yue was stunned. She looked down and saw the gauze bandaged on Shen Yanzhi's arm and the blood oozing from it. She looked at her hands again and seemed to still feel the touch of broken porcelain.
Did she hurt the prince?
How could that be!
With a start, she instantly came to her senses. No, her character couldn't be ruined!
"Your Highness!" Wen Yue's tears immediately flowed. She struggled to get off the bed and kneeled down. "I deserve to die! I don't know what happened to me... I just saw a lot of scary things... I saw a ghost trying to catch me. I didn't mean to hurt you, Your Highness. Please believe me!"
She cried heart-wrenchingly, her face full of innocence and fear, and her acting was as superb as ever.
If it were any other time, Shen Yanzhi would have hugged her in his arms distressedly.
But today, he just looked at her quietly without moving.
Because when Wen Yue was crying, he clearly saw that in her tearful eyes looking at him, a very obscure trace of...resentment and calculation flashed quickly.
The look was gone in a flash, as fast as an illusion.
But Shen Yanzhi saw it.
A truly frightened person wouldn't have that look.
The cloud of doubt in his heart instantly expanded into a thick fog.
"The imperial physician said you might have been under the spell of nightmare." Shen Yanzhi spoke slowly, his tone unclear. "Yuer, think carefully, have you offended anyone recently? Or, have you come into contact with anything strange?"
These words, like a thunderbolt, exploded in Wen Yue's mind.
The art of nightmare suppression?
Yes, that must be the case! Someone must be trying to harm me!
Several candidates flashed through her mind.
Princess? That stupid woman is jealous of my favor, very likely!
Song Qingyuan? Her son had just "died," and she was holding a grudge, desperate to do something?
even……
She glanced secretly at the housekeeper and the imperial physician beside her, as well as the maids outside the door.
Could it be them? Did Concubine Xue or Song Qingyuan bribe them to tamper with my food or spices?
For a moment, Wen Yue felt that everyone around her looked at her with malicious eyes.
The respect on the housekeeper's face was fake, the concern in the imperial physician's eyes was fake, and the maids' fear was also fake!
They're all in this together! They all want to kill me!
Once this thought arises, it will grow like wild weeds and cannot be stopped.
"It's...it's them!" Wen Yue grabbed Shen Yanzhi's sleeve fiercely, her nails almost digging into his flesh. "Your Highness, it must be the princess! She has always been jealous of me. She must have found someone who knows evil magic to harm me! And Song Qingyuan, she is also involved!"
She spoke these accusations quickly and hastily, her face full of hysteria and madness, without a trace of her usual weakness.
Shen Yanzhi's brows were completely locked.
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