Miss Truth
Chapter 366 - 231: Should I Meet Him

Chapter 366: Chapter 231: Should I Meet Him

Rong Qian couldn’t believe such an incident occurred, especially after the Zheng family’s banquet, and personally delivered ice.

But since Ran Yan was unconscious, nobody knew the specifics of the incident, so all Rong Qian could do was help put Ran Yan into the bath tub first.

Fearing that the sudden immersion in cold water would harm her body, Xing Lady didn’t add ice at first, letting Ran Yan remain in the cool water for a while before gradually introducing ice blocks.

As the coolness seeped into her skin, the burning heat inside was suppressed; Ran Yan felt a sour ache in her lower abdomen and couldn’t help frowning.

Xing Lady touched Ran Yan’s head with sympathy as tears streamed down her face, "What terrible sin has been committed! My wife is modest and unassuming, who on earth has provoked such malevolent spirits!"

Speaking of malevolent spirits, everyone unconsciously thought of Xiao Song, but no one spoke it aloud.

"Who is so bold as to tamper with something in the Zheng residence!" exclaimed Rong Qian, shifting the subject. It wasn’t just boldness, but also a matter of great status.

Stressed by the combination of hot and cold, and having already endured exhaustion, Ran Yan had just regained some consciousness when she completely lost it again in the tub.

After soaking for half an hour, Xing Lady touched the temperature on Ran Yan’s neck, her face paled, "This poison is too strong, those damn killers!"

"Could there be a problem after soaking in the ice water for so long?" Rong Qian couldn’t help but express her concern.

A woman’s body is delicate, and if affected by the shock, future difficulties in pregnancy could become a grave issue!

Offspring are the lifelong hope of a woman, and Xing Lady was also undecided.

There was silence in the room, as this was no small issue; they feared the worst and dared not gamble with this.

After a long while.

"Sui Yuan had proposed to Lady, and it seems Assistant Minister Xiao also has this intention..." Wan Lu’s voice was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, but in the quiet room, the others heard her.

Xing Lady gave her a tap on the forehead, "What nonsense are you talking!"

Not to mention whether such actions would lead to gossip, Ran Yan was unconscious, so were they, her maids, supposed to decide her future for her?

"Let her soak, it’s fine. My own mother fell into an ice hole during the most frigid days of winter, nearly froze to death, but didn’t she end up well after all?" Xing Lady was not so much comforting others as she was self-soothing.

Just then, a maid from outside announced, "Xing Lady, Assistant Minister Xiao has come to visit and wishes to see the Lady."

The people inside the room exchanged glances—could this be fate?

After a moment of silence, Xing Lady said, "Wait a moment, I’ll ask Lady."

The person outside responded affirmatively.

Xing Lady shook Ran Yan, calling softly, "Wife, Wife!"

With such matters at hand, how could they decide for their mistress? If Ran Yan could not wake up, they would have to decline Xiao Song.

"Hmm..." A moan of endurance escaped from Ran Yan.

"Wife, Assistant Minister Xiao is here and wishes to see you—are you in any condition to meet him?" Xing Lady stopped just short of asking, you’re suffering so much now, soaking in the ice water might not relieve it soon, perhaps you’d like Xiao Song to take care of it?

"Who?" Ran Yan’s head buzzed, and she asked again.

"Xiao Yuezhi, Assistant Minister Xiao," Mrs. Xing pronounced each word deliberately.

Ran Yan paused for a moment, and just when everyone thought she had lost her senses again, they heard her weakly say, "Do not see him. Tell him that if he is free tomorrow, please come to find me..."

Mrs. Xing felt a dull pain in her heart. She too was against the idea of such a thing happening without any guarantees, especially since the other party was Xiao Song. Her additional question to Ran Yan was just out of a soft heart, but now that Ran Yan was still rational under such circumstances, Mrs. Xing felt even more distressed.

Outside, the sky had gradually darkened. Ran Yan had been soaking in the water for over two hours before the restlessness started to subside.

Mrs. Xing and the others hurriedly lifted her out, dried her body, changed her into clean clothes, and brought her back to her bedroom.

In the bedroom, six braziers had been lit, warming the entire room. The blankets had already been warmed as well. Ran Yan lay inside, slowly recovering. Ran Pingyu and Lady Luo had both returned and sent people to inquire several times. Hearing that Ran Yan was unwell, Lady Luo had come over for a visit.

After more than four hours of continuous exertion, they were finally certain that Ran Yan had recovered.

It was now deep into the night.

Ran Yan lay drowsily, from the initial discomfort to a gradual easing and finally falling asleep in the warm cocoon of her bedding.

She slept fitfully throughout the night.

The next day, when Ran Yan opened her eyes, she saw the ambiguous light of dawn and wasn’t sure if it was too early, or it was an overcast day, or perhaps evening.

Rubbing her somewhat painful temples, she remembered yesterday’s events, and a surge of anger rose in her heart. The slap she gave Pei Jing yesterday had been coated with corrosion powder, and she had deliberately struck his neck because it would quickly corrode the arteries. Pei Jing had driven her to a dead end, so naturally, she was not inclined to spare his life.

Ran Yan had no patience to engage in a drawn-out battle with such a person, and besides, his power and status posed an overwhelming threat to her. The best solution was to remove the problem at the root!

But Ran Yan didn’t understand—Pei Jing was clearly targeting her. She had not been in Chang’an for long and had never met this man. How had she offended him?

When Rong Qian spoke about the Crown Prince’s affairs, Ran Yan had heard a brief mention of Pei Jing. He was close with the Crown Prince, often sending beauties for the Crown Prince’s pleasure, and he himself took great delight in collecting beautiful women. Any woman that caught his eye, as long as she wasn’t from the Imperial Family, a high-ranking official, or a prominent clan, would never escape his clutches.

With that in mind, did he intend to present her to the Crown Prince?

Then, those who had burst into her bedroom to abduct her late at night must have mostly likely been sent by Pei Jing!

Murderous intent flared in Ran Yan’s eyes. After all, she grew up in a society governed by law, and as a forensic doctor, she would never harbor thoughts of killing someone unless pushed to the absolute limit. However, once such thoughts arose, there was no turning back.

Also, in the Zheng residence, male and female guests were separate. How did Pei Jing know she had gone to the Zheng residence? And how could he track her movements so precisely? If it were informants, not everyone would recognize her. Thinking of Ran Meiyu’s behavior...

Hearing that Old Lady Zheng wanted to meet her, Ran Meiyu, with her intense jealousy, would have normally made some sour remarks or given her death glares at the least, but instead, she averted her gaze guiltily at the time.

With these thoughts, Ran Yan could no longer lie still. She rose and took clothes off the screen, dressing one piece at a time, very slowly, as if pondering something. Yet, her hands made no superfluous movements.

Dressed now, Ran Yan carelessly tied her hair with a silk belt, took several porcelain vials from the medicine chest and tucked them into her sleeve pocket, then grabbed the long flute that rested beside the bed and walked out the door.

"Wife?" Wan Lu saw Ran Yan, her face breaking into a joyous expression, "You’re awake. Do you feel unwell anywhere?"

"No," Ran Yan answered, her voice hoarse, the injury on the tip of her tongue stinging, "I am going to take a walk. You don’t need to follow me."

Wan Lu was worried, but seeing Ran Yan’s cold demeanor, she didn’t dare to speak up. She thought that, after all, it was broad daylight and nothing would happen within the bounds of the residence.

Wan Lu responded and, seeing Ran Yan walking out slowly in her wooden clogs, felt that something was off about Ran Yan’s expression. She hurried to inform Mrs. Xing and Ge Lan about the matter. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)