Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 245: Every Debt Has Its Creditor

Chapter 245: Chapter 245: Every Debt Has Its Creditor

Consort Jin had not expected to encounter Chu Qianli here.

She had just returned from the palace and hurried to inquire about Chu Qianli’s situation.

After all, having done what she had, she would have been pleased if this woman were already dead.

Then she could simply claim it was a self-induced miscarriage, that she died on her own, leaving no one able to testify otherwise.

Miscarriage drugs are not poison; dying from a miscarriage, who could trace what she had fed to that vile woman when the time came?

Yet unexpectedly, after so many days without news, she heard today that Chu Qianli had returned to the Duke Residence.

Consort Jin’s information was somewhat outdated, but, upon hearing this news, she immediately came back.

And just like that, she encountered her!

The little Palace Maid by her side became weak at the knees upon seeing Chu Qianli alive and well in front of her, despite being psychologically prepared beforehand.

The last time she saw Chu Qianli, she was lying on the ground covered in blood.

She had bled so much that she seemed unlikely to survive.

But to her surprise, not only did she survive, she now appeared to be in high spirits.

Only her complexion was a tad pale!

Chu Qianli had also not anticipated encountering this woman on her first day after being released from Qianyun Pavilion.

Her sharp nails, because of the fist she clenched, almost pierced into the flesh of her palm.

But in that moment of stinging pain, the hatred in her eyes dissipated completely.

She even smiled at her.

Consort Jin took a sudden step backward.

The little Palace Maid’s heart fluttered, and her legs gave way, resulting in a thud as she fell to the ground.

"Your Highness, she... she... has she gone mad?"

They had caused Chu Qianli to miscarry, yet when she saw them, she did not go mad but actually smiled at them?

What did this mean?

It was almost as if... as if they had seen a ghost!

"You, what do you want to do?" Consort Jin barely managed to steady herself and after much difficulty, regained her voice.

"Chu Qianli, I’m telling you, don’t think you can use this matter to threaten me! You had Qianqian poison Huaiyu, you are an accomplice!"

"You are a murderer, Yexuan won’t believe a single word you say!"

"What?" Chu Qianli suddenly moved forward a step.

Consort Jin was so frightened she almost screamed!

Chu Qianli hadn’t done anything, but why was her smile so terrifying?

"Stay there! Don’t come any closer! If you do, I will... I will order someone to apprehend you!"

Chu Qianli indeed halted her steps and did not continue forward.

Instead, she just looked at her, her smile not a bit sarcastic, and not even cold.

Her smile was rather gentle.

Yet such softness made Consort Jin and the little Palace Maid even more terrified, feeling it to be unnervingly dreadful!

What on earth was this woman thinking?

She lost her child, so why was her demeanor so calm?

"Consort Jin, what exactly are you panicking about? I haven’t touched you, not even a single fingertip, don’t falsely accuse me."

Chu Qianli’s words were light and indifferent, devoid of any emotion.

No hatred, no anger, no sarcasm.

As if she genuinely didn’t know she had frightened them so.

Consort Jin retorted angrily, "You know full well what you’ve done!"

"It’s all your own doing, don’t think you can intimidate me; I will not be frightened by you!"

That’s right, she need not fear her!

How could Prince Yexuan possibly believe the words of an accomplice?

Besides, with no evidence, she could also say it was that contemptible woman’s own miscarriage—what did it have to do with her?

As for that night she visited Chu Qianli, when she entered, her hands were empty.

None of the guards saw her carrying the Miscarriage Drug.

Since she did not go to Prince Yexuan to complain at that time, and now so many days had passed, what evidence could Chu Qianli possibly have?

With such thoughts, Consort Jin’s heart finally settled down a bit.

She subconsciously patted her chest and, upon looking at Chu Qianli again, saw that she had barely calmed down.

"Don’t think that just because Xuanxuan has let you out now, it’s out of pity for you. Xuanxuan is just soft-hearted!"

"Is that so?" Chu Qianli simply smiled.

She smiled gently, as if a soft breeze, with no aggression at all.

However, she suddenly took a step forward.

"Ah!" The little Palace Maid was so scared she fell to the ground—for the second time!

Consort Jin was so angry that she wished she could rush over and slap her!

"You dare frighten me, I, the Consort..."

"Consort Mother, what are you doing?" Feng Yexuan’s cold voice came from not far behind Consort Jin.

Consort Jin’s heart panicked, and she nearly kneeled to him!

How long had he been there? Had he heard what they just said?

No, that, what did they say just now?

In a flurry, Consort Jin actually forgot what she had said.

She almost fainted.

As for the little Palace Maid, there was no need to say more; she trembled on the ground, unable to even crawl up.

"What is the meaning of this?" Feng Yexuan walked up to them, his gaze sweeping over the Palace Maid on the ground, a frown forming between his eyebrows.

"Probably because I’ve exerted my power again and knocked them down," said Chu Qianli, her tone not particularly sarcastic, but the meaning clearly was.

Feng Yexuan’s face darkened as he said displeased, "If I remember correctly, her acupoints were sealed by me personally and have not yet been released!"

He hadn’t expected the same tactics to be used by different women!

Confronted with Consort Jin at this moment, a wave of disgust came over him!

Consort Jin knew he had misunderstood and immediately tried to explain, "No, Xuanxuan, I did not mean that she attacked me; that’s not what I meant."

"Then what is the meaning of this Palace Maid, flat on the ground as if nothing happened?"

Was it a frame-up? This Palace Maid had quite the audacity!

Not even considering whose place this was!

"Guards!"

At Feng Yexuan’s command, two guards promptly arrived: "Prince!"

"Take this Palace Maid..."

"Forget it," Chu Qianli said to Feng Yexuan, her voice indifferent, "She was just afraid of me; she didn’t actually intend to frame me. Why resort to such heavy killing?"

Her gaze fell upon Consort Jin.

"Every debt has its debtor; what can a mere Palace Maid do?"

"Prince, I am not feeling well; I take my leave."

She walked past everyone, leaving without a second thought for anything around her.

So indifferent, and even one might say, so dispirited, she was a far cry from her previous overwhelming presence.

Did Qianqian’s death really hit her this hard?

Why does she now seem to lack interest in everything she does?

Looking again at the still trembling little Palace Maid and the visibly uneasy and guilty Consort Jin, Feng Yexuan suddenly felt a wave of irritation.

A very irritating kind!

"Consort Mother, if you still wish to move freely within my Prince Residence, please refrain from causing further troubles," he said.

"Xuanxuan, I really haven’t..."

But he had already walked away.

Consort Jin was both angry and distressed!

This damn Chu Qianli, posing as if she is indifferent to the affairs of the world.

Without doing anything, she made her image fall a thousand miles in Xuanxuan’s heart!

Every debt has its debtor... those words, they were clearly a warning to her!

In her heart, Consort Jin still felt very uneasy.

What other means did she have at her disposal?

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