Ji Muqing's Revenge
Ji Muqing's body landed lightly on the ground, splashing in the muddy rain.
Her forehead hit the ground, and an intense pain spread through her entire body. She struggled to open her bloodshot eyes and saw that Jing Yi had been shot in the arm and back. He fell forward, his heavy body smashing into the ground and splashing the rainwater all over the ground.
In her daze, she heard many sounds: the sound of rain, thunder, shouting, footsteps, and the sound of weapons clashing against armor …
"Shu 'er."
She saw Wei Yi running towards her, but his figure became more and more blurry …
But —
Someone beat Wei Yi to it and carefully picked her up from the ground. In the next moment, her body was nestled in a strong chest.
"Yunshu, Yunshu …" Jing Rong called out to her like a madman.
She could vaguely see Jing Rong's extremely nervous face. The light from the fire reflected off the rainwater on his face, making him look stern and beautiful, like a piece of ice hanging under the eaves in winter.
How I wish … I could look at him like this forever.
But —
She couldn't hold on any longer. Her eyelids drooped until her vision turned pitch black.
That night, the entire Imperial Palace seemed to be in the middle of an abyss of suffering.
Tension, solemnity, blood, and death … none of these were enough to describe this soul-stirring siege of the palace.
Prince Yi's Estate.
Ji Muqing stood outside the room, looking at the gradually brightening sky.
In spite of the pitter-patter of the rain on the roof tiles, her heart was perfectly calm.
At this moment, she was holding a pouch in her hand. The pouch was a little old, and its design was not exquisite. There were only a few simple green bamboos embroidered with two leaves. It didn't look like something someone from a noble family like her would wear.
She knew that Jing Yi had brought his eldest brother to surround the palace.
She also knew that they had been captured.
The entire courtyard was a mess. Shoes, broken vases, and even clothes that couldn't be taken away …
Two hours ago, when the news of Jing Yi's capture arrived, the maids and manservants in the estate had taken away almost everything that could be taken away.
The once glorious Prince Yi's Estate was now like a ruin, devoid of life.
"Your Highness, aren't you leaving?" A young maid came over with a bundle wrapped around her waist.
She shook her head and tilted her head to ask, "Where is the Side Wang Fei?"
"Side Consort is bedridden, no one … went over." The voice was very soft.
"I want to drink. Can you get me two jars of wine?"
"Ah? Wine? "
Ji Muqing removed the two pearls from her hair bun. "Two jars of the strongest liquor. If you bring them here, the pearls are yours."
Seeing the pearls, the maidservant's eyes lit up. Originally, the treasures in the mansion had been emptied by those who were quick with their hands. She only had some ordinary things in her bag. Thinking that there was still time to escape, she hurriedly agreed and hurriedly fetched two jars of liquor.
"Princess, the wine is here!"
Ji Muqing nodded and passed the two pearls to her.
The maidservant beamed with joy and put it into her waist pouch. She then asked, "Wangfei, are you really not leaving?"
He shook his head!
"Then this servant shall take her leave."
He nodded.
After the maidservant left in a hurry, she carried the two jars of wine and left the courtyard that used to be like a prison.
Fifteen minutes later, she arrived at Chen Xiang's room.
As soon as she entered, she smelled the strong scent of medicine. It turned out that a bowl of medicine had been knocked over in the room. The maidservants had probably heard that Prince Yi was surrounded before they could bring it into the inner chamber. They were so frightened that they dropped the bowl on the ground and left in a hurry.
She carried the wine into the inner chamber and saw that it was a complete mess.
All the precious vases and paintings were gone, and even the jewelry and clothes were gone.
Chen Xiang had been bedridden after giving birth, and her health was deteriorating day by day.
Chen Xiang was rolling down from the bed and onto the ground along with her blanket.
When she saw Ji Muqing enter, it was as if she had seen a life-saving straw. She reached out to her, her pale lips trembling, "Save me, save me, I don't want to die."
Haha!
Ji Muqing's expression was cold as she put down the wine and helped her onto the bed.
Chen Xiang grabbed her hand and pleaded, "Help me, take me away from here. I promise that I will listen to everything you say in the future."
She was sobbing profusely.
"Your health isn't good. Rest well."
"I know that I've done many wrong things, and you must hate me to death, but I've also suffered retribution. I've even lost my own child, and now I'm sick all over. I'm in more pain than anyone else. Moreover, something has happened to His Highness, and we will all suffer as well. I don't want to, I don't want to die yet."
"Don't you love him very much?" Ji Muqing's tone was very cold.
Chen Xiang shook her head frantically, "No, no."
"I thought that the two of you loved each other deeply, and that's why you were so cruel to me."
"Older Sister, I know I was wrong. His Highness was the one who made me do this. He married you for his own purposes, and he was also the one who made me treat you like this. Don't blame me." Chen Xiang was extremely agitated and tugged at her sleeve tightly.
At this moment, Ji Muqing was her life-saving straw.
If she wanted to live, she could only beg and admit her mistakes.
But when she heard these words, Ji Muqing sneered, "Older Sister?"
Ridiculous!
Hadn't she always been calling her younger sister?
Chen Xiang hurriedly said, "Older Sister, I was blind and narrow-minded. Please forgive me. From now on, you'll be the older sister, and I'll be the younger sister."
"It's said that husband and wife are birds of the same forest, but fly separately in the face of disaster. This saying is absolutely true."
"Eh! Older Sister? "
Ji Muqing took out the embroidered bamboo pouch from her waist and held it in her hand as she said, "This pouch belonged to Cailan. She wasn't good at embroidery, but she knew that I liked bamboo, so she spent a long time learning embroidery to embroider a pouch like this for me. At that time, I thought it was ugly and almost threw it away. Now that she's gone, all she left for me is this pouch."
Eh?
Chen Xiang's face turned pale in an instant. She leaned back and watched helplessly as Ji Muqing's originally calm face slowly turned ruthless. Her eyes were filled with hostility and murderous intent.
"Older Sister? It's none of my business. His Highness was the one who ordered her to be beaten to death, and my child was also poisoned to death by her. "
"You deserve it!"
"Older Sister …"
"Shut up!" Ji Muqing glared at her fiercely and pinched her chin. "If it wasn't for you, she wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't have suffered a fate worse than death. You should be the one to repay the debt you owe."
"No …" She shook her head frantically.
The next moment, Ji Muqing flung her away.
She rolled heavily from the bed onto the floor once more.
"Ah!"
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