What shocked her even more was that Mu Chenshuang was obsessive and eccentric. Whenever the Crown Prince questioned her, she would retaliate like a madwoman, and no one would believe her. How could she suddenly be so calm?
A sudden panic gripped her heart, and she clenched her fists tightly, only able to answer Mu Chenshuang's questions.
"Because... Your Highness, you said that you would make your old illness relapse and then fall ill in bed, and then... gain the Crown Prince's sympathy in order to stop his wedding. No matter how I try to persuade you, it's no use."
These words were spoken.
Mu Chenshuang suddenly laughed, a mocking and sorrowful laugh. Perhaps the lingering memories in her body made her acutely aware of the taste of betrayal.
"Mu Chenshuang, what's wrong with you? What are you laughing at?" Feng Xilan scolded, looking at her with extreme disgust.
Mu Chenshuang's smile vanished, her eyes turning icy. Pear Blossom seemed to sense this sharp, cold gaze; she dared not look up, her hands clenching even tighter.
Anyone with a keen eye would have noticed that something was wrong with her.
Mu Chenshuang did not answer Feng Xilan's question. She slowly raised her hand, and snowflakes fell on her hand, turning into ice water. She clenched her fist tightly, and her eyes were as cold as ice.
"Just like today, I rescued you from the slave camp that year, treated you like a sister, and kept you away from hunger, cold and killing. We spent seven years together, but in the end you still chose to betray your master for personal gain."
Pear Blossom trembled with fear, her whole body agitated by terror and unease. "I...I'm just stating the facts."
"The truth? Pear Blossom, I don't have any old ailment at all, so how could it be a relapse?"
A moment.
Pear Blossom was struck dumb, and she suddenly looked up, her trembling eyes staring at the woman in front of her. She had the same appearance, but she didn't seem to be her.
"Your Highness, you...you cannot slander this servant..."
Mu Chenshuang didn't want to hear her excuses, so she turned to look at Feng Xilan and said, "The Crown Prince can have someone take my pulse and examine me to find out whether I am lying or Lihua is lying."
If it can be proven that Li Hua's words are false, it would be enough to make people doubt the authenticity of her pushing Xiao Qingyu into the lake.
Feng Xilan's face was extremely gloomy. Before he could speak, the man in purple robes stepped forward and said, "Why don't I take the Crown Princess's pulse?"
Mu Chenshuang stared intently at the man, Feng Ji, the third prince of Tianzhao Kingdom. He was handsome, with a hint of untamed wildness in his eyes. His black eyes seemed harmless and without desire, clear as a mirror, but they also revealed a murderous intent as deep as an abyss.
Feng Xilan's face was extremely ugly.
Feng Ji took Mu Chen Shuang's pulse. As soon as he placed his hand on her, his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, then relaxed without a trace. He withdrew his hand and turned to Feng Xi Lan, saying, "Your Majesty, the Crown Princess is indeed unwell, but she doesn't have any particularly serious chronic illness. It's not that she can't stand the cold wind."
Feng Xilan's extremely gloomy face clearly showed that Lihua was lying.
Pear Blossom's back was stiff, her face was deathly pale with fright, her whole body was trembling violently, her mind was in complete chaos, and her only instinct was to beg for mercy to save her life.
“Your Highness, this servant… is not lying. How could the Consort risk her life to frame the Crown Princess?”
She hurriedly reached out and grabbed Mu Chenshuang's legs, "Your Highness... how could you slander me? I did nothing to wrong Your Highness!" Her voice trembled.
When did Mu Chenshuang become so clever? She actually set a trap for her.
Mu Chenshuang lowered her eyes, her gaze icy. She slowly bent down and reached out to remove the hairpin from Lihua's head. "A jade hairpin. How could a lowly maid like you wear such a hairpin? If I remember correctly, this was Xiao Qingyu's dowry. Did you steal it?"
Pear Blossom's eyes widened in terror as she met those icy gazes. Terrified, she hastily protested, "This servant didn't steal it, it was the Consort..."
The words were about to come out when Pear Blossom realized something was wrong and quickly stopped talking.
"What about the concubine?" Mu Chenshuang pressed.
Pear Blossom was too frightened to speak; despite the cold weather, cold sweat kept pouring down her forehead.
He's a lackey after all; his character is poorly defined.
"Brother, it seems you need to think this over carefully," Feng Ji said in his usual teasing tone.
If you still can't see the problem, then it can only mean that Feng Xilan has something wrong with her brain.
Feng Xilan clenched her fists, her sinister eyes fixed on Mu Chenshuang.
Mu Chenshuang knew he was unhappy, and the truth he had just seen was enough to make him lose face.
This really proved what Mu Chenshuang meant when she said that listening to slander is something a person in a high position should avoid, especially in front of Fu Junheng, the emperor of Tianzhao Kingdom's most beloved nephew.
If this matter were to reach the emperor's ears, it would not be good for him, the crown prince.
"Guards, beat this lowly servant to death!" Feng Xilan commanded.
Pear Blossom collapsed to the ground, about to beg for mercy.
"I will personally punish my servants, and I hope Your Highness will treat the true instigator equally." Mu Chenshuang's calm and composed tone revealed her domineering nature.
Feng Xilan frowned, staring angrily at Mu Chenshuang, "Are you trying to teach me how to do things?!"
"No, after all, I was almost drowned by His Highness the Crown Prince. It's freezing cold, and I'm standing here to prove my innocence. Shouldn't His Highness give me justice? Frame the Crown Princess is a serious crime."
"you……"
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