With her deceased husband as her dowry, would Your Highness dare to marry her?

"Master only accepted two," Lin Ci interjected.

She turned her face away, looking at him with a cool expression. "One is me, and the other is my husband."

Pei Jinxuan did not respond.

It wasn't that he didn't trust her, but the blind monk just didn't seem right to him. Xuanjing, like those two green snakes today, shouldn't appear in this season, in this place, unless... it was man-made.

And this person can only be the King of Liang.

Pei Jinxuan originally planned to invite Lin Ci to turn the tide, but unexpectedly, Xuan Jing appeared out of nowhere, and his background was completely unknown.

"Tomorrow you will come to the palace with me first." He pulled himself out of his thoughts and said calmly, "The Imperial Hospital has the prescriptions His Majesty usually uses. Take a look and see if you can help him."

"Does Your Highness trust me?" Lin Ci asked somewhat deliberately, feeling quite displeased after Pei Jinxuan's sudden rebuke in the bamboo forest.

Pei Jinxuan said, "If I doubted you, I wouldn't have protected you in front of King Liang just now."

"If you don't protect me, you'll also ruin your own reputation."

Lin Ci's words were neither too harsh nor too mild, but they hit the nail on the head.

Pei Jinxuan remained silent.

Lin Ci pursed her lips slightly, turned her head to the side, and gave him a sidelong glance. "Your Highness has the time to keep bothering me, so why don't you find what I need first? Otherwise, it'll be hard to tell who's capable and who's not."

Pei Jinxuan was speechless for a moment.

Just then, the carriage lurched violently.

He lost his balance and fell towards Lin Ci.

Lin Ci stepped aside and squeezed into the corner, making way for Pei Jinxuan.

"Thump!"

Pei Jinxuan slammed into the car wall, the sound muffled, but it felt satisfying to hear.

She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. Pei Jinxuan was rubbing his temples nonchalantly, even though his mouth was twitching from the pain, he was pretending to be nonchalant.

Song Xuan would never do what he did.

Lin Ci rolled her eyes inwardly, turned her head to the window, and ignored him.

The carriage sped along and soon arrived at the Jing'an Prince's Mansion.

Pei Jinxuan got out of the car first, turned around and reached out his hand, wanting to help Lin Ci.

Lin Ci turned around, not even letting him touch the hem of her clothes.

Pei Jinxuan's hand froze in mid-air, paused for a moment, clenched into a fist, and then put it behind his back.

He didn't say anything, turned around and strode into the gate of the Prince's Mansion.

As soon as they entered the front courtyard, A-Mo rushed out. His dark face flushed red with anxiety, and he gestured wildly and rapidly at Pei Jinxuan.

"Slow down." Pei Jinxuan frowned. "I can't see clearly."

Amo typed it again, first pointing to Lin Ci, then to the inner courtyard, and finally jabbing his finger heavily towards the cellar.

Lin Ci's expression changed drastically. She quickly grabbed her clothes and ran towards the cellar.

The cellar door was wide open. One of the four corner lamps was out, and the dim yellow light flickered on the walls.

The lid of the lacquered coffin was mostly opened and was leaning diagonally over the edge of the coffin.

"Ah Xuan!"

Lin Ci rushed to the coffin.

The cloth wrapped around the corpse was partially removed, revealing half a face that looked exactly like Pei Jinxuan's.

She trembled all over, but her hands didn't stop. In a few quick movements, she pieced the cloth back together and covered half of her face.

No need to guess, it's obvious at a glance that it was Princess Yongle who did it.

She heard footsteps behind her, but she didn't turn around. She just used all her strength to close the coffin lid.

Lin Ci felt sorry for Song Xuan, who couldn't even die peacefully.

Tears streamed down her face as she turned and glared angrily at Pei Jinxuan, loudly demanding, "Are the people in your palace so unruly?!"

Pei Jinxuan had no power to refute. He forced himself to suppress his anger and looked at Amo. Before leaving, he had clearly instructed Amo to keep an eye on Princess Yongle. However, after only half a day away, Amo had caused such a big disaster.

Knowing he had failed in his duty, Amo gestured with his hands to indicate that he had failed in his duty, and then pointed in the direction of Princess Yongle's courtyard.

The princess has fainted; it seems she has been poisoned.

"Poisoned?" Pei Jinxuan looked at Lin Ci.

Lin Ci pursed her lips tightly and quickly made a hand gesture: [I set up an array, she deserved it!]

Lin Ci emphasized the words "Serves you right" with unusual force.

Upon seeing this, Amo's thick eyebrows shot up, and he suddenly drew his sword, pressing it against Lin Ci's neck, while gesturing: "Save her, or I'll kill you."

The sword's edge grazed Lin Ci's skin, exuding a murderous aura.

Lin Ci remained unmoved. She stared coldly at A Mo and uttered two words very slowly: "No, save him!"

Amo gritted his teeth in hatred, his chest heaving violently. He suddenly raised his arm, and Pei Jinxuan rushed forward to try to stop him, but Amo threw his sword to the ground and knelt down in front of Lin Ci.

With a "plop," the sound echoed throughout the entire cellar.

This is my fault. I am willing to bear the consequences alone. Please save the princess.

Lin Ci's gaze paused slightly, not expecting A-Mo's reaction. She glanced at Pei Jinxuan, who gestured with his hand: "You have indeed neglected your duty and must be punished."

Amo lowered his head, touching his forehead to the ground, and begged Lin Ci for forgiveness.

Lin Ci's heartstrings were touched. She remembered that her master had said when he was alive, "A doctor saves people, not harms them." But Princess Yongle had broken her rules time and time again, so she couldn't let her off easily. She had to make her suffer a little and teach her a lesson.

"For Amo's sake, I'll save her life. Lead the way."

Amo stood up and made several "thank you" gestures.

Lin Ci followed A Mo to Princess Yongle's courtyard.

A group of maids and old women knelt before the door of the side room, all with tears streaming down their faces, their cries rising and falling. When they saw Pei Jinxuan arrive, they quickly crawled to his side and burst into tears.

"Your Highness, this old servant truly had no idea the Princess would sneak out." The old woman wiped away her tears, sobbing uncontrollably. "She was only gone for a short while, and she's already like this. This old servant didn't recognize her. This old servant deserves to die, deserves to die!"

The old woman slapped herself hard across the face, the crisp sound of the slaps so loud that even Lin Ci couldn't bear to listen.

Lin Ci said, "It's her own fault for not following the rules, what does it have to do with you?" She then looked at Pei Jinxuan with a mocking gaze, "If the teacher doesn't teach properly, it's the teacher's fault. If a cat scratches someone and puts them in solitary confinement, but someone causes trouble, does that mean others have to take responsibility?"

Pei Jinxuan was speechless, so he could only wave his hand to let everyone get up and then went into the princess's room.

Sandalwood incense burned in the room, its smoke curling into the air. Princess Yue's personal maid huddled in a corner, sobbing softly. The leopard cat lay quietly on the table, tilting its head obediently when Pei Jinxuan arrived.

Pei Jinxuan walked to the bedside, looked into the tent, and was stunned.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Ci incredulously.

"What kind of poison did you use? How could it turn someone like this?!"

Princess Yongle was unconscious at this moment. Her whole body was swollen, like a balloon that had been inflated, looking as if she had gained dozens of pounds. Her once round and delicate face was now squashed together. The back of her hand, which was exposed outside the quilt, was so swollen that pressing it would probably leave a dent.

No wonder the maids and nannies were crying so sadly. Anyone who saw them would think they were going to smash a basin for Princess Yongle. They might even have prepared hemp cloth and white silk.

Lin Ci curled her lips slightly, then slowly sat down on the edge of the couch and straightened Princess Yongle's hand.

She first took her pulse for a while, then ordered someone to bring gold needles. The needle tip was inserted into the acupoint on her forehead, going in an inch and a half. In no time, Princess Yongle slowly opened her eyes, muttering, "What was that? It really scared me to death..."

When everyone saw that she was awake, they immediately stopped crying and started laughing.

Princess Yongle was still in a daze. She subconsciously raised her hand to rub her eyes and saw a swollen arm that looked like a blue mark on her hand.

She stared at the arm for a while.

lay down.

It was raised again.

Look again.

A sharp whistle pierced the sky.

Pei Jinxuan had never heard such a loud scream before.