Ningyin led Suxin to Liu Ruhui's carriage.
Coincidentally, Xiao Xuan's carriage was parked nearby, and the man was carrying a rabbit lantern.
I was just planning to go to Ningyin's house to deliver a lantern and get some medicine to take back with me.
The faint scent of medicine wafted over again, and Xiao Xuan paused in his hand as he lifted the curtain.
He hurriedly turned his head to look and saw that Ningyin and Suxin had boarded a carriage.
Xiao Xuan wanted to call her, but Liu Ruhui's coachman was rushing around like he was going to a market.
He quickly brandished the long whip, and with a neigh, the horse galloped off.
Xiao Xuan frowned slightly, but didn't think much of it.
Since he was going to deliver lanterns anyway, he figured he might as well go with her.
Without much thought, Xiao Xuan got into the carriage and instructed Qingying to follow Ning Yin's carriage.
As the two carriages sped along, Xiao Xuan would occasionally peek out from behind the curtains, only to discover that this was not the way back to Ning Yin's house at all.
Xiao Xuan had doubts again, but he still ordered Qingying to follow.
He wanted to see where this woman was going in the middle of the night.
At this moment, Ningyin, inside the carriage, only thought about going and returning quickly.
He didn't even notice that the coachman had led him into a secluded alley.
"Madam Ning, how much longer until we arrive?"
Ningyin watched as the sky grew increasingly dark, and she worried about what she would do if she couldn't find a carriage to get back later.
"It'll be soon. Your great-uncle lives in the last house in this alley."
Liu Ruhui lied without batting an eye; instead, her face showed a great deal of smugness.
She only needed to take the last step—delivering the person to the mansion—before she could report back to Shen Jia.
Ningyin rubbed her fingertips, which were a little cold from the cold, and took Suxin's arm.
"Miss, if you're cold, I'll take off my jacket and give it to you."
Su Xin felt Ning Yin's icy fingers and quickly tried to take off her clothes.
"No need, we'll go back after the consultation."
As the horse's hooves gradually slowed down, the carriage finally stopped in front of a small courtyard.
Liu couldn't wait and got out of the carriage first with her maid.
Ning Yin followed closely behind. She had just jumped off the carriage when a man suddenly grabbed her arm.
Before she could react, a black handkerchief was tightly covered over her mouth and nose.
A sudden dizziness washed over her, and Ning Yin collapsed into the man's arms.
This series of actions was as smooth as flowing water; as soon as Su Xin got off the carriage, Ning Yin and Liu Ruhui had already disappeared.
"Miss, Miss..."
Su Xin circled the carriage but found nothing.
Ning Yin was carried on the man's shoulder, and they went deeper and deeper into a darker alley across the street.
Her last vestige of consciousness reminded her that she had been kidnapped.
With all her might, she pulled a silver needle from her sleeve, intending to pierce the man's neck.
But to her surprise, her hands now felt boneless, and she couldn't exert any strength at all.
Feeling a surge of heat throughout her body, her consciousness began to fade.
Why does everyone want to harm me?
She just wanted a divorce and a peaceful life, is that wrong?
She deserves to die simply because she can no longer bring benefits to the Ning family.
Ning Yin was so desperate that her heart ached, and she could only vaguely see a tall and upright man standing opposite her.
It was impossible to hear what the two were saying.
She moved as lightly as a feather, instantly shifting from one person's shoulder to another.
Then she felt herself being turned around and lying comfortably in that person's arms.
She half-opened her eyes and vaguely saw the man above her wearing a black brocade robe, his smooth jawline taut.
Xiao Xuan lowered his eyes and coldly glanced at the man on the ground who had been killed by Qingying's single blow.
Under the bright moonlight, he leaped into the air, his steps swift as a flying swan, and instantly carried the person away.
About half an hour later, Su Xin followed Qing Ying to a secluded courtyard.
As soon as I stepped inside, I saw a man carrying his young mistress in the connecting corridor, striding towards the room.
Su Xin stretched her neck, shouted, and was about to chase after him when Qing Ying grabbed her arm.
"Don't worry, we won't harm your young lady. The doctor should be here soon."
As Qingying spoke, she pulled a piece of osmanthus cake from her sleeve and handed it over.
"Have something to eat. You haven't had dinner yet, have you?"
He had noticed before that this girl had a big appetite and could eat three bowls of rice at a time.
It must have been a terrifying night; let them eat something to calm their nerves.
Throughout the entire time inside the room, Ning Yin was held in Xiao Xuan's arms.
Even through a layer of clothing, the woman's soft skin felt incredibly hot.
Xiao Xuan's tense nerves didn't relax for a moment, and his heart was pounding.
In the past twenty years, he had never had such intimate contact with a woman.
The woman in his arms was stunningly beautiful, and her two fair, lotus-root-like arms swayed gently at his sides.
The shaking made his mouth inexplicably dry.
He was about to lift her onto the bed when Ning Yin's arms suddenly began to move restlessly.
Xiao Xuan was both surprised and frightened, but Ning Yin clung to him even tighter.
He suddenly let out a sneer, saying that the intrigues and schemes in the imperial court were nothing more than this.
Fortunately, Ningyin's antics didn't last long before she finally calmed down.
Before long, Qingying's voice rang out from outside the door, saying that the doctor had arrived.
After taking Ning Yin's pulse, an elderly doctor with gray hair said to Xiao Xuan, "Young master, your wife has been poisoned by the 'Love Poison.' I'm afraid I'm powerless to help. Her body temperature will rise again soon. Uh... actually, you should know how to cure it."
The old doctor stroked his beard, smiled gossipy, and met Xiao Xuan's deep eyes.
He felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "With such a beautiful woman by his side, why is he acting so proper? What are young people thinking these days?"
After the old doctor left, Xiao Xuan's hands holding Ning Yin also began to burn.
A blush rose on the woman's delicate cheeks.
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