Watching Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue fade away, Old Prince Jing looked dreadfully gloomy. The Ice Poison belonged to extreme Yin, so only the Fire Lotus which belonged to the extreme Yang was its bane. Earth Yang Grass only belonged to Yang medicine, which couldnât suppress the Ice Poison at all. Although it may work temporarily, it would also make one feel as good as dead.
No one would like to suffer using the ineffective medicine while leaving the effective one out there. But since Murong Xue did so, it could only mean that Marquis Mansion had no more Fire Lotuses, so she could only use the Earth Yang Grass as the replacement.
But he remembered Murong Yue had collected a lot of Fire Lotuses, which should be enough for ten years, however frequently the poison attacked.
And the year before last year, he had asked Yichen to send Murong Xue more Fire Lotuses. How was it possible they ran out?
Old Prince Jing turned to Ye Yichen slowly, and reproached him, âSee what you have done!â
Although he had few contacts with Murong Xue, he could tell she was a gentle and kindhearted woman. If it hadnât been something she could not bear, she wouldnât use the Earth Yang Grass instead of the Fire Lotus Ye Yichen had sent her.
Ye Yichen didnât say anything, with his eyes downcast.
âWhy donât you speak? What have you done to her?â Old Prince Jing scolded him, with raging fire burning in his eyes.
Ye Yichen still didnât say anything, with his eyes downcast.
Old Consort Jing couldnât take it anymore. She frowned and said, âMurong Xue is too proud to use the Fire Lotus we gave her. Yichen has nothing to doâŠâ
âI am doing the talking! You have corrupted him, so he would be so reckless in the capital, and never care about otherâs feelings.â Old Prince Jing interrupted her.
âBut she always was before today!â Old Prince Jing yelled, âAs long as Yichen showed a little bit of care about her, would she quit using the Fire Lotus today?â
âBut itâs she who proposed to cancel the engagement!â Old Consort Jing disapproved, with her brows knitted: Murong Xue didnât know chalk from cheese. She deserved it!
âIf you hadnât demoted her to a concubine in front of everyone, do you think she would do this?â Old Prince Jing blamed him, with flames of fury in his eyes, âShe is supposed to be the first wife, and just because of a word of you, she was demoted to an inferior side concubine, and in the future her kids would also be at a lower grade. Would you take it if you were her?â
Old Consort Jing blinked her eyes unnaturally. If someone had done this to her, she would also insist cancelling the engagement absolutely. But she still tried to defend herself, âYichen has cancelled the engagement as she requested. Now she has nothing to do with us anymore. Why would you scold your own son for an outsider?â
âHe has made a huge mistake, shouldnât I teach him a lesson? If he doesnât learn a lesson out of this, he will make the same mistake some day!â said Old Prince Jing fiercely, while heaving a sigh in his heart: What a well-matched marriage! Itâs all because of him!
Actually he opposed it, but Yichen and Murong Xue had made a bet, which had been heard by Ouyang Shaochen and Dongfang Li by accident. If he still insisted, itâd only make Yichen a man against his words. And he and the whole mansionâs reputation would be ruinedâŠ
While the old master was reproaching the young master, no servant should be around. No one knew when those maids, mamas, servants and guards were all gone. Only Old Prince Jing, Old Consort Jing, Ye Yichen and Qin Yuyan were left in the huge Lotus Courtyard.
Looking at Old Prince Jing scolding Yichen, Qin Yuyanâs face turned dead pallor. Just throughn a word from Murong Xue, he could already have doped out so many details. That was impressively dreadful.
The truth behind him getting poison and who was behind all this, he should have all doped it out. Or he may even have known that Yingying was only her scapegoat. If that was the case, he could only hate her more and would never allow Yichen to marry herâŠ
Yichen was hers, the position as Yichenâs first wife could only be her.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Yuyan struggled to get off the wheelchair! Thump! She kneeled before Old Prince Jing, âMy lord, Iâm so sorry. About your getting poisoned, it was not Yingying. Iâm the one to blame.â
Old Prince Jing cast a glance at her and said nothing, like he had already known it all.
Ye Yichen still kept his eyes downcast, saying nothing, like he didnât hear her at all.
Only Old Consort Jing popped her eyes out surprisingly, âWhy would do you do that?â
âBecause I want to marry Yichen. But his lord doesnât like me and has someone else in his heart as his daughter-in-law. So I tried to make us of the Warding-off Wedding.â Said Qin Yuyan with her head downcast and tears in her eyes.
Old Consort Jing pulled a long face and reproached her, âDid you know this might have killed my husband?â
âNo, no, noâŠThat kind of poison has an antidote. Whether Yichen would marry me or not, I will give the antidote to his lord anywayâŠâ Qin Yuyan tried to explain, while thinking to herself:
âOld Prince Jing is upright, and he likes honest people. Since he has already known the truth, I have to tell the truth.â
Of course, she wouldnât tell every bit of it. She only modified it upon the fact, making it on her favorâŠ
âOh really?â Old Prince Jing glanced at her, âI thought if it had been Xueâer who had held the Warding-off Wedding with Yichen, you would have used it on me.â
âNo, no, noâŠI have never had t thought it that wayâŠâQin Yuyan denied it, thinking, âHe is indeed an old fox, calculating every detailâŠâ
Suddenly a sharp pain from the leg made Qin Yuyan gasp. She lowered her head, looking at the hard and cold ground, frowning: She was in such a hurry that she only wore a think dress. And the injuries on her leg made her feel painful.
Looking at her trembling, Old Consort Jing heaved a sigh, âYou are badly injured. You shouldnât kneel for long. Get up already. â
Qin Yuyan curled up her lips without anyone noticing. She then raised her head and turned to Old Prince Jing, âPlease forgive me, my lord. I didnât mean to hurt youâŠâ
Since Old Consort Jing had already been touched, Old Prince Jing should let it go.
Old Prince Jing caught a glimpse of her and then walked awayâŠ
For her own interests, she even tried to sacrifice otherâs life. She thought only an apology was enough? No way!\n