Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 267 - 266: Do you really think I have no evidence left?

Chapter 267: Chapter 266: Do you really think I have no evidence left?

"Yes! Yes!" Jingjing was so frightened that she almost lost the strength to get up!

The events of that night had become the nightmare of her lifetime.

Jingjing staggered to her feet, thankfully Prince Yexuan did not continue to question her, and she quickly left.

Feng Yexuan stared at the overturned cup of wine on the table, his eyes deep and shadowed.

Consort Jin hurriedly said, "Someone! Quick! Clean up for the Prince immediately!"

The servants waiting outside rushed in to tidy up the mess on the table.

A splash of wine had stained Feng Yexuan’s clothes, and everyone, trembling with fear, didn’t know how to wipe it off for the Prince.

The Prince’s face looked very grim, fearing it would only make him even more displeased.

"Xuanxuan, about the selection of the concubines..."

"Mother, your son has some matters to attend to, and must take his leave first!"

Feng Yexuan stood up, greeted her, then turned and left.

Consort Jin heaved a heavy sigh of relief.

Although she wanted to keep him there to talk about something else, after the incident just now, she was filled with fear and trepidation.

Now, letting him go back was a good thing.

However, it seemed that Xuanxuan truly detested the idea of selecting concubines. Could it really be because of Chu Qianli?

Feng Jinrui, having seen that his Loyal Brother was displeased, wanted to follow him, but Consort Jin called him back, "There’s no need to chase after him; your Loyal Brother isn’t angry, he just doesn’t want to talk about it."

"Has Father really decided to select concubines for Fourth Loyal Brother?" This was news to him; he hadn’t heard of it before.

Consort Jin nodded her head.

She somewhat understood the Emperor’s intentions.

Feng Yexuan outwardly treated Chu Qianli with cold indifference, but in reality, his concern for her was so evident that even the Emperor had noticed.

The Emperor, of course, did not like this lowly-born singer’s daughter either.

For the position of Princess Yexuan, she absolutely could not be considered.

But right now, she was still very anxious; this matter had to wait until Feng Yexuan had calmed down a bit more before addressing it.

"Ruirui, Mother suddenly remembers that there are some matters in the Palace that need to be dealt with," Consort Jin said as she stood up.

This was the first time she was unwilling to continue dining with her own son.

Usually, she couldn’t wait to stick by both of her sons’ sides at every possible moment.

"Ruirui, Mother must leave first. Take your time eating; there will be someone to take care of you," she said.

After speaking, she left Feng Jinrui behind and hurriedly exited the side hall.

Once outside, she glared at Jingjing, who was hiding far in the corner, and hissed, "Haven’t you gone yet to pack up for me?"

Jingjing dared to come over only then, and both the maid and mistress immediately went back to their rooms.

There wasn’t much to pack; it was just about grabbing her things quickly, ready to leave as soon as the carriage arrived.

Jingjing, still unsettled, carelessly broke something again while packing.

Already irritable, Consort Jin stormed over when she heard the sound of something falling and slapped Jingjing across the face.

"You useless thing, what use is there in keeping you around? Tell me!"

Jingjing, terrified, quickly knelt on the ground, weeping, "This servant knows her mistake, this servant knows her mistake! Your Highness, spare my life! Your Highness, spare my life!"

"Do you even know what you did wrong?" Consort Jin kicked her angrily.

Jingjing rolled on the ground, not daring to rise, only kneeling and crying.

"This servant won’t dare anymore, your Highness, spare my life!"

Consort Jin, anxious and worried, saw that the carriage hadn’t yet arrived and she couldn’t wait any longer.

"Get up, wipe those tears off. If I see you with that flustered look again, I’ll definitely kill you!"

Frightened, Jingjing hurriedly got up, wiping her face clean of tears, gathered her belongings, and followed behind Consort Jin.

Seeing Consort Jin about to leave, Jingjing said anxiously, "Your Highness, the carriage has not yet arrived."

"We can’t wait; let’s head outside, we can get on the carriage on the way," Consort Jin replied.

The original plan was to return to the Palace early the next morning, so the carriage was not ready.

But now, with her heart in turmoil, Consort Jin feared that Feng Yexuan noticed something amiss.

She had to return to the Palace first; perhaps, there she would be safe.

She had an ominous feeling that this night was fraught with danger.

Consort Jin immediately went out, instructing the guard, "Have the carriage brought to the back gate; I will leave through there."

"Princess?" The guard looked on in shock.

How could the mother of the Prince leave through the back door? It was simply not proper!

"Quick! Order someone to wait at the back door, go now, hurry!"

"Yes!"

After the guard left, Consort Jin turned around, glowering at Jingjing, "Move quickly!"

Leaving through the back door wouldn’t attract too much attention, and Feng Yexuan probably wouldn’t care.

Once back at the palace, she had to find a way to get rid of Jingjing.

If necessary, she would make sure Jingjing disappeared forever.

Otherwise, keeping her around would ulimately be a disaster; tonight, she had almost given herself away because of her!

That look Jingjing gave her had some murderous intent that she couldn’t completely conceal.

Jingjing felt a sudden desolation in her heart.

Once they returned to the palace, her fate would be grim; Consort Jin would surely find a way to eliminate her.

After doing such things, Jingjing knew her end would not be pleasant.

Though she had not experienced the secretive battles of the harem herself, she had heard of them.

Those involved would certainly be silenced.

She would be silenced...

The master and servant hurried along, but a dark figure suddenly appeared ahead.

That was...

"Ah... Mmm—" Jingjing let out a scream.

But before the sound could escape, Consort Jin clamped her mouth shut.

"What are you screaming for?" Consort Jin faced her with fury, glaring fiercely at Jingjing and then at the woman who emerged from beneath the shadows of the trees.

"Chu Qianli, what are you trying to do?"

She could now come and go in the Prince Residence as she pleased?

Feng Yexuan hadn’t confined her, which was outrageous!

Yet when she saw Chu Qianli appearing before her with that cold expression, Consort Jin’s heart instantly tensed up.

Jingjing, on the other hand, was terrified.

Ever since that night, when she had watched helplessly as Chu Qianli miscarried, she hadn’t seen the girl again.

Seeing her now, Chu Qianli wore a white dress, her complexion pale; under the moonlight, she looked frighteningly white.

It was almost as if... almost as if...

"Ghost, ghost..." Jingjing was so scared her body went limp.

Consort Jin yanked her forcefully, "What are you panicking for? She’s a person, look carefully!"

Jingjing didn’t dare say another word, her whole body trembling.

"Chu Qianli, this is the Prince Residence, you dare disrespect me, I can have you executed on the spot!"

After thinking it over, Consort Jin straightened up her back confidently, no longer afraid.

This was the Prince Residence, surrounded by guards.

All she needed to do was call, and the guards would come immediately; what was there to fear?

"I heard my Xuanxuan sealed your acupoints?"

Thinking this, Consort Jin became even less fearful.

She sneered, "You think you can hurt me? Chu Qianli, I advise you not to overestimate yourself!"

"Even if you go to Xuanxuan with complaints, I can assert that the base offspring fell because you carelessly slipped, what can you do to me?"

It had been many days since the Miscarriage Drug was in Chu Qianli’s system; it no longer existed.

No matter how powerful the Liujin Medical Technique was, it could only diagnose that Chu Qianli had miscarried, it could never reveal what she had drunk.

Not seeking justice on the day of the incident, by now, there was no evidence left.

What could Chu Qianli possibly use now to accuse her?

The more Consort Jin thought about it, the more composed she became.

Yet Chu Qianli continued to look at her coldly, even the corners of her lips held a faint, mocking smile.

That smile, cold and chilling to the bone, sent shivers down one’s spine.

"Do you really think that I have no evidence left?"

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