"Quickly, go to the Prince Zhaoyang's residence immediately and bring Ruan Jingyue here."
Shi Mei screamed. When Ji Shaocheng and Ji Cong saw their daughter's pale face and black lips, they were almost driven mad. They turned around and rushed out, immediately summoning the servants of the General's Mansion.
Hailin opened her mouth, as if to call out to them, but no sound came out.
Her eyes were open, her mind somewhat hazy, and she thought to herself, "Rouge, why did you drug her? Rouge, why did you drug me? You should know that the pain in my heart is far greater than the physical pain."
Hai Ling slowly sank into darkness. She opened her mouth and weakly asked, "Mei'er, tell the Emperor, tell him?"
Unfortunately, she didn't say what she wanted to say next. She wanted to tell the Emperor not to blame them, but she didn't.
Shi Mei knew exactly what she wanted to say, but her heart was truly aching. She had always been there for her through thick and thin, and Shi Mei no longer simply regarded her as a mistress, but as a family member.
"Miss, Miss."
Shi Mei was crying, and the room was filled with sobs.
Suddenly, a cold, deep, and bloodthirsty voice rang out: "What are you crying about?"
A whirlwind suddenly rose from the ground, and another person appeared in the room. It was Ye Lingfeng, dressed in white brocade robes. Ye Lingfeng was shrouded in murderous aura, cold and ruthless. His face was dark and gloomy, and his eyes were filled with fear, unease and panic. He reached out and snatched Hailing from Shimei's arms, and shouted fiercely at Shimei.
"How did you serve her? How did you serve her?"
Shi Mei knelt down with a thud, and the room was filled with kneeling people.
Then Ye Lingfeng's bloodthirsty and icy voice rang out: "If anything happens to her, everyone in Xiangwu Courtyard today will be buried with her."
The room was completely silent, save for the sound of gasps.
Ye Lingfeng ignored everyone else, holding Hai Ling tightly in his arms, his eyes filled with shock and fear. He ordered Shi Zhu beside him, "Quick, see what kind of poison she has been poisoned by?"
Before Shi Zhu could step forward, Shen Ruoxuan solemnly reported, "Your Majesty, it is the Dragon Tongue of the Southern Ling Kingdom."
Ye Lingfeng knew what kind of poisonous flower the Dragon Tongue of Nanling Kingdom was. The thought that it was the Dragon Tongue of Nanling Kingdom that had harmed Ling'er made Ye Lingfeng's black eyes blaze with anger as he stared at Shen Ruoxuan: "Then hurry up and cure her poison."
"I have no way to solve it."
Upon hearing Shen Ruoxuan's words, Ye Lingfeng hurriedly looked at Shizhu: "What about you? Do you have a solution?"
Shi Zhu has always studied poisons, so naturally he has done so.
He stepped forward, gesturing for the Emperor to loosen his grip on Miss Ji, then took her pulse, finally feeling a sense of relief.
"Fortunately, she didn't ingest much poison. If she had, I'm afraid there would have been no way to save her. Now, Your Majesty is using your internal energy to expel the poison from her, and I'm preparing a medicinal soup to help her detoxify. I believe this will keep her safe. However, if Your Majesty tries to expel the poison from her, I'm afraid it might harm yourself."
Upon hearing that there was a way to cure Ling'er, Ye Lingfeng disregarded everything else and directly ordered Shizhu: "Prepare the medicinal soup immediately. I will detoxify her. Everyone else, get out."
Shi Mei quickly stood up and waved her hand, ordering everyone in the room to leave.
Ye Lingfeng picked up Hai Ling and placed her on the soft couch. He sat opposite her, stretched out his palms, and began to detoxify her.
Outside the house, everyone was kneeling. Under the eaves, bright red lanterns swayed, but there was no joy, only desolation.
In the distance, a group of people hurried over. Ji Cong and Ji Shaocheng were escorting a woman who was cursing loudly as she walked.
"Ji Cong, Ji Shaocheng, how dare you arrest me! I am still a princess of Nanling Kingdom. Not only did you arrest me, you also beat me."
Ruan Jingyue had five red, swollen finger marks on her face, her hair was messy, and she was wearing a set of undergarments. She was sleeping when Ji Cong and Ji Shaocheng grabbed her. They beat her and forced her to give them the antidote for the Dragon Tongue Poison from Nanling Kingdom. Where would she get the antidote? She hadn't brought any antidote with her when she came to Nanling Kingdom.
Outside the courtyard of Xiangwu Courtyard, all the kneeling people stared up at Ruan Jingyue, wishing they could devour her to vent their hatred. Under so many eyes staring at her, Ruan Jingyue finally stopped cursing, but she still couldn't help but ask, "Why did you arrest me? Why?"
Shi Mei spoke in a hoarse voice, her voice sharp and cold: "Ruan Jingyue, you actually instructed Yan Zhi to poison our young lady! Don't forget, our young lady will be the Empress of Bei Lu tomorrow. You, a princess of Nan Ling, dare to poison our Empress of Bei Lu? Do you still dare to shout now?"
"I poisoned Ji Hailing?"
Ruan Jingyue stared wide-eyed. She hated her, but she never had the chance. As for the so-called Rouge, she had never even heard of her. How could she have become the one who ordered Rouge to poison her?
"You are making false accusations. I did not poison you at all."
Ruan Jingyue called out, then, as if remembering something, pointed towards the hall and screamed.
"It must be Ji Hailing who plotted against me, right? You all conspired to frame me. I did nothing wrong. First, you drugged me and made me stay with Prince Zhaoyang. Now you're saying I poisoned her and you want to get rid of me? I'm not afraid of you!"
Ruan Jingyue screamed in the courtyard. Shi Mei could no longer hold back and went crazy. Her young mistress was about to die, and this damned woman was still accusing her of framing her. Her young mistress would never frame anyone. Only people like them would use such cunning and despicable tricks.
Shi Mei lunged at Ruan Jingyue, slammed her head to the ground, and began punching and kicking her.
Outside the courtyard, no one stopped them. Everyone hated Ruan Jingyue. Their young lady and the emperor were deeply in love. Ruan Jingyue, relying on being a princess, had repeatedly provoked their young lady. She deserved to be beaten to death.
Shi Mei struck with extreme force, and Ruan Jingyue's martial arts were also extraordinary. However, firstly, she had been seriously injured by Ji Cong and Ji Shaocheng, and secondly, she had already lost a lot of momentum. Therefore, she could only endure Shi Mei's furious beatings and was covered in wounds.
Seeing this, Shi Lan was afraid something might happen, so she quickly stepped forward and grabbed Shi Mei.
"Mei'er, stop hitting her! If you keep hitting her, she'll die. The Emperor will punish her."
Shi Mei finally stopped hitting her. The one who was hitting her was now in tears. She was so worried. It wasn't about her own life or death, but about how her mistress hadn't offended anyone, yet people always seemed to be trying to harm her.
When Shen Ruoxuan saw Ruan Jingyue being beaten, he couldn't describe his feelings. Now everything pointed to Jingyue. This Dragon Tongue was not something that ordinary people could obtain. If it wasn't Jingyue, then who was it?
"Jingyue, if you're the one who poisoned me, then take it out."
If that's the case, he can at least save her life. If she remains obstinate, Ye Lingfeng can kill her, and the people of Nanling Kingdom won't dare to say anything.
Unfortunately, Ruan Jingyue had no idea about Shen Ruoxuan's intentions. She glared at him angrily, struggled to stand up, and pointed angrily at Shen Ruoxuan: "Shen Ruoxuan, you are not a person of Nanling Kingdom, nor are you my brother. You can just turn a blind eye to your own sister being bullied."
As she spoke, the pain aggravated the scars on her face, causing her to wince in pain. However, her demeanor remained firm. She had not poisoned Ji Hailing at all; it was all Ji Hailing's scheme. This woman was truly vicious, trying to eliminate her time and time again.
It's hateful that Ling Feng was completely unaware that night, still deeply trapped in her gentle affections.