Pei Shen didn't want to elaborate. "I'll tell you after it's done."
Nanxing wanted to go outside.
"Where are we going?" Pei Shen grabbed her sleeve, his face darkening. "I just told you you can't be exposed to the wind, are you disobeying me?"
"Go and ask the Princess for some medicine."
"No need, it'll be over soon," Pei Shen said. "Just lie still and listen to me."
Soon, the two of them were lying on the warm, heated kang bed, one sprawled out and the other reclining, looking at each other in silence—a strange yet harmonious scene.
"Little Birdie, what happened to your neck?" Pei Shen suddenly asked.
Nanxing's clothes were dirty, so she was now wearing Pei Shen's clothes. The collar was a bit too big, not covering her neck and vaguely revealing her chest.
--If there is.
Actually, no.
Following his gaze, Nanxing raised her hand and touched her neck, feeling a scabbed scratch.
"It scratched me while I was playing with Jiaojiao."
"Cat?"
"Tiger."
"The tiger kept by the Prince of Jin's daughter?"
"Um."
"How do you like it?"
If you like, I'll find you one to keep as a pet.
Nanxing: "I don't like it."
"Then forget it."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Nanxing asked.
"I'll avenge you, as you wish."
The last four words are quite meaningful.
Nanxing wanted to say something to provoke him, but ultimately didn't say it.
She never expected Pei Shen to be so ruthless.
A day later, on the third day, Pei Shen went to court, Xiu'er came to the Marquis's residence to see Nanxing.
As soon as she entered, Xiu'er chattered excitedly, "Nanxing, Nanxing, you're amazing! Let me tell you, I've never admired anyone except the Empress, but now I admire you the most!"
Nanxing pushed the melon seeds in front of her. "What?"
"Your methods!" Xiu'er looked outside and, seeing no one was there, immediately relaxed. "You know about dead people, right?"
She sat down, grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, and started cracking them open.
Nanxing: "Dead? Who died?"
Could it be the Golden Scale Guard?
To avoid trouble that day, she didn't kill the Golden Scale Guard.
As a result, he was killed by Pei Shen?
"Guess!" Xiu'er laughed smugly, "You'll never guess!"
Why keep guessing if you can't guess?
Xiu'er: "... Fine, I'll tell you. Qiao Geng is dead!"
Nanxing was stunned. "The Prince has made a move?"
"No, that's not it! The prince is in prison! It's Pei Shen."
Before Nanxing could react, Xiu'er continued, "Guess who else died? Never mind, you wouldn't guess anyway. I'll tell you, it was Wang Chunqiu!"
Nanxing suddenly realized what was going on.
Is this a case of cutting off Noble Consort Jia's wings?
Isn't she dependent on men?
Then destroy her man!
"Were they killed too?"
"You're wrong, he wasn't killed. Qiao Geng's subordinate missed his shot and accidentally wounded him; he couldn't be saved," Xiu'er said. "Wang Chunqiu died suddenly from an illness."
The general died from an arrow, the doctor from an illness?
That's a pretty ruthless tactic.
"Song Jingyang investigated, and it's definitely Pei Shen's doing." Xiu'er nudged Nanxing. "Hey, what are you daydreaming about? You can be happy, but you'd better be careful..."
Pei Shen is too ruthless.
If he finds out that Nanxing was faking it, wouldn't he be sharpening his knives at Nanxing?
Xiu'er was worried for Nanxing.
Miscarriage is something you absolutely must prevent!
"Huh?" Nanxing was a little taken aback.
It was Pei Shen.
Has Pei Shen openly broken ties with Noble Consort Jia?
He did it without any investigation, leaving no way back.
Did he really trust himself that much?
Xiu'er chuckled twice, "Don't worry, I won't give myself away! Look, I came here today to bring you a treasure!"
As she spoke, she reached into her sleeve to take something out.
"Pei Shen is back!" Nanxing said.
"Ah?"
Xiu'er knew Nanxing had good hearing, so she stuffed the things back into her sleeve, straightened her clothes, and pretended to be nonchalant as she continued eating melon seeds, "What kind of tea is this? It smells quite good. Can you bring some back for me later? Can you make that decision?"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Pei Shen's voice rang out. "Mo Ting, prepare two catties of Liuan Melon Seed tea for Madam Song to take away."
Pei Shen's walking posture is slightly different, but it's not noticeable unless you look closely.
This man, no matter how much pain he's in, will never show it in front of others.
Xiu'er stood up. "Greetings, Your Excellency."
"Please sit down. Did I interrupt your conversation?"
Xiu'er: You knew that, yet you still came in, humph!
He was clearly trying to eavesdrop.
She lowered her head slightly, concealing the emotions in her eyes.
Pei Shen walked in, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he walked past Xiu'er, his elbow brushing against her sleeve as they passed by.
A small porcelain bottle fell from Xiu'er's sleeve to the ground and shattered instantly.
If it were just a broken porcelain vase, that would be one thing, but the problem is that the contents of the vase were also spilled all over the floor.
"This is..." Pei Shen pointed to the bloodstains on the ground, feigning surprise.
This is pigeon blood, prepared by Xiu'er for Nanxing.
After a miscarriage, one has to pretend to continue bleeding, right? This pigeon blood, with added medicine to prevent clotting, is used for this purpose.
This scene is truly somewhat eerie.
Fortunately, Xiu'er reacted very quickly, blurting out, "So melodramatic!"
This is utterly ridiculous!
Pei Shen frowned. "What does it mean that Madam Song carries dog blood with her?"
Xiu'er replied without changing her expression, "Change my fate!"
"Whose fate will be changed?"
"Nanxing's."
Why change her fate?
"The fortune teller said that Nanxing (Nanxing sign) is unlucky for her husband, so he specially gave her a bottle of dog's blood to hang by her bedside to ward off bad luck."
As a result, you spilled it yourself.
So, prepare to die, you bastard!
Xiu'er was quick-witted; after a brief moment of panic, she realized something was wrong.
She strongly suspected that Pei Shen had deliberately made her create a melodramatic situation.
Pshaw, this is pigeon blood.
He told a lie so convincingly that he even believed it himself.
If Pei Shen really does become suspicious... then will Nanxing be in trouble?
The blood was so suggestive, it easily brought to mind Nanxing's miscarriage.
Pei Shen is so shrewd, Xiu'er didn't dare to think any further.
Now she just hopes that when Pei Shen becomes suspicious, Nanxing won't be easily tricked into revealing anything.
Calm down, sister!
Pei Shen said, "Then for my life, I'll have to trouble Madam Song to help me find another bottle of... dog blood. Thank you."
He said this with a calm expression, subtly carrying a hint of lighthearted jest.
Is that all?
Why did Xiu'er feel that it was all so unreal?
Either Pei Shen has gone mad, or I have gone mad.
Xiu'er waved her hand. "That's easy to arrange. Alright, I won't bother you anymore. Nanxing, get some rest. You're in good health, you might recover quickly."
She needed to leave a foreshadowing, in case Nanxing didn't act like a woman who had miscarried, so that the latter would have an excuse.
Pei Shen sent the old nanny from the manor out to see Xiu'er.
He had already explained that Nanxing) cannot be exposed to wind.
Mo Ting went inside, wiped up the "dog blood" on the floor, and quickly left.
Nanxing looked into Pei Shen's eyes and asked, "Qiao Geng..."
"I did it," Pei Shen readily admitted.
Wang Chunqiu...
"It's still me!" Pei Shen sneered, "Since she harmed my child, I'll clip her wings!"
Pei Shen was more immersed in this scene than Nanxing had imagined.
Nanxing got what she wanted, but she couldn't be happy at all.
Xiu'er Xiu'er's actions regarding the pigeon blood, how could Pei Shen not have any suspicions?