"I almost forgot, she's transformed from a sparrow into a phoenix, leaping from a country bumpkin to Princess Qingyan!" Shen Yelei nodded as if suddenly realizing something, his gaze towards Shen Lixue full of mockery.
Shen Lixue smiled slightly: "Even if a sparrow becomes a phoenix, it's still a phoenix. It's better than some people who can only be ordinary people their whole lives. They can't reach the grapes and they say sour grapes. They can only stare at other people's noble status and say sarcastic things to quell their anger and resentment!"
Shen Lixue is a modern person and doesn't care much about status. Shen Yelei and Shen Yingxue's sarcasm was really infuriating, which is why she used her status to intimidate them. Ignoring their angry, clenched-teeth gazes, she looked directly at Physician Wang and asked, "Can we begin?"
---Aside---
(*^__^*) Hehe... The female lead agreed to donate blood to her father for a reason. The real show starts tomorrow... Can you guess what the show will be like...?
Chapter 119 Catching Adultery in Bed
"Alright!" Physician Wang nodded, took out five white porcelain bowls, placed them in a row on the table in the center of the room, and then took out a dagger, hilt facing outwards, and placed it on the first porcelain bowl: "Please, Princess!"
Shen Lixue walked slowly forward, her long, flowing dress exuding nobility and elegance. She lightly brushed across the polished floor and arrived at the small table. Her slender fingers gently picked up the dagger, its sharp blade gleaming coldly under the bright light.
Seeing Shen Lixue raise the dagger to her hand, a strange smile appeared in Lei Hong's gloomy eyes, and his cold gaze was fixed on her every move.
He knew that Shen Lixue was the oldest and would be the first to bleed, so he tampered with the dagger. As long as the dagger cut her hand, she would surely die. As for the cause of her death, he had already thought it through and would never arouse anyone's suspicion.
Under Lei Hong's sinister and cold gaze, the sharp dagger touched Shen Lixue's fair skin, but instead of drawing blood, it suddenly stopped.
Shen Lixue looked up at Physician Wang: "How can the four of us possibly gather enough blood from Shen Caixuan?"
Lei Hong frowned deeply, a hint of impatience and resentment flashing in his sharp eyes. He was full of nonsense. If he had known this would happen, he would have told Physician Wang to say that he would only use the blood of the four siblings.
Physician Wang chuckled: "You four siblings, each of you should drip a quarter of the liquid into this porcelain bowl. That will represent Miss Caixuan!"
Shen Lixue nodded and looked at the porcelain bowls. The first four bowls were very clean, and the fifth bowl had markings inside: "Doctor Wang is really thoughtful!"
The imperial physician stroked his beard with a smile. He marked the measurements to show fairness and to make the performance more realistic: "Your Highness flatters me!"
"Imperial Physician Wang, Yingxue is pregnant, and Yelei is still young. Isn't it inappropriate for them to have more blood?" Shen Minghui walked slowly to the table, looked at the deep bottom of the fifth porcelain bowl, and frowned slightly.
The imperial physician looked at Shen Yingxue, whose face was slightly round, and Shen Yelei, who was small in stature, and pondered, "This... is indeed not very suitable!"
Shen Lixue sneered. The ones who were to have their blood dripped were her, Shen Yingxue, Shen Caiyun, and Shen Yelei. Shen Yingxue and her siblings couldn't have too much blood dripped, so wouldn't that mean she and Shen Caiyun would have to drip Shen Caixuan's blood? At this critical moment when she was seriously ill and her life was in danger, Shen Minghui was still siding with his children. He was really biased.
Shen Caiyun's expression also changed. She secretly glared at Shen Minghui with her beautiful eyes. The blood was given to save his life, yet he was still so biased. This father of hers was truly despairing.
Shen Lixue raised an eyebrow at Shen Minghui: "Prime Minister Shen, we agreed long ago that your one million taels of gold can only be exchanged for one bowl and a quarter of my blood. I will not be responsible for anything less!"
Shen Minghui frowned deeply, his eyes flashing with displeasure. This rebellious daughter of his was so petty and calculating! She didn't know how to be considerate at all!
"Father, I'm already weak. If I drip three-quarters of a bowl of blood, I'll definitely faint!" Fearing that Shen Minghui would make her take the three-quarters of the blood, Shen Caiyun hurriedly refused.
Shen Minghui usually dotes on Shen Yingxue and Shen Yelei, and has never paid much attention to Shen Caiyun. At this critical moment when life and death are at stake, it is the best opportunity for Shen Yingxue and Shen Yelei to repay his love and care and strengthen the father-daughter and father-son relationship. How could he stand aside and watch his unloved daughter fulfill her filial duty?
Shen Minghui frowned even more, his angry gaze sweeping over Shen Lixue and Shen Caiyun. Unfilial daughters, unfilial daughters! They only know how to be greedy. He is their biological father. All he asked them to do was donate more blood, but they made all sorts of excuses to refuse.
“Li Xue, Cai Yun, you’ve seen it yourselves. Ying Xue and Ye Lei are indeed not suitable for more blood transfusions. You are sisters, can’t you help each other out?” Shen Minghui suppressed his anger and did not scold Shen Li Xue and Shen Cai Yun. Instead, he took a gentler approach and tried to persuade them with familial affection.
“This…” Shen Lixue looked at the fifth porcelain bowl with feigned difficulty: “That bowl is not small. I have some blood deficiency. If I drip half a bowl of blood into it, I’m afraid I’ll feel dizzy…”
Shen Minghui looked at Shen Lixue's bright, clear eyes, her beautiful, fair face with a rosy glow, and her glossy, red nails, and gritted his teeth. "Is this what you call blood deficiency?" he thought. "I've prepared some top-quality medicine. Take it immediately after the blood is dripped, and you definitely won't feel dizzy!"
Shen Lixue frowned: "Every medicine has some toxicity. Taking strong tonics when your qi and blood are weak will harm your body!"
Shen Minghui gritted his teeth. He had already lowered himself, yet they were still not satisfied. What father-daughter affection? It was all empty talk. They had always been only after their own interests, trying every means to extort him, their father: "We are sisters and relatives, can't you help me out!"
"This..." Shen Lixue pretended to hesitate for a moment, "The matter of bloodshed is a matter of life and death, we dare not agree to it lightly, can you let us consider it?"
"How long do you need to think about it?" Shen Minghui asked coldly, his face grim.
"It won't take long. Let Miss Yingxue and Young Master Yelei drip their blood first!" Shen Lixue placed the dagger on the porcelain bowl.
Shen Minghui begged someone to give him his blood, his attitude arrogant, as if it was his duty to give him his blood and it would be an injustice if he didn't. Haha, this father is truly the worst kind of scum.
Shen Minghui frowned deeply: "Yingxue, you should drip blood first!"
Shen Yingxue glared at Shen Lixue: "Princess, your body and hair are given to you by your parents. Your father raised you with great difficulty, and you are not even willing to give him this little bit of blood. You are truly unfilial!"
Shen Lixue raised an eyebrow: "Miss Shen, please watch your words. There is no longer a father-daughter relationship between me and Prime Minister Shen. I have no obligation to shed more blood for him. Miss Shen is very righteous and filial, and she is also favored by Prime Minister Shen. Why not shed a little more blood to show your filial piety!"
"You?" Shen Yingxue gritted her teeth in anger: "I'm pregnant, I shouldn't lose too much blood!"
She was merely given a beautiful dress and a nominal title of princess, and she thought herself so noble. Making her bleed extra was an honor, yet she made excuses and acted ungratefully.
Shen Yingxue glanced at Shen Lixue, then gracefully walked to the small table. Her slender fingers reached for the dagger, but Lei Hong took it away the moment she touched it, replacing it with another dagger.
Seeing Shen Yingxue looking at him with a puzzled expression, Lei Hong chuckled and said, "This dagger is thin and sharp. The blade is thin, so the cuts are minimal and the pain is minimal. It's perfect for a noble lady like you!"
"Thank you, Uncle!" Shen Yingxue smiled slightly, picked up the dagger, the cold blade radiating a chilling aura in the candlelight. Looking at the thin blade, she knew it would hurt terribly when it cut a wound. She shivered, her hand paused, and she held the blade in her small hand but didn't make a cut.
Imperial Physician Wang frowned: "Miss Chen, what's wrong?"
"Imperial Physician Wang, will the cut leave a scar?" Shen Yingxue frowned slightly. Her hands were so beautiful and perfect. If they were scarred, it would be ruined. She had been so focused on mocking Shen Lixue that she hadn't thought of this. Now that it was her turn to bleed, she suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem.
Physician Wang stroked his beard and smiled gently, then took out a bottle of medicine and held it in front of Shen Yingxue: "This is a top-grade wound medicine. No matter how serious or large the injury, after applying it, it will leave no trace!"
"Alright!" Shen Yingxue's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, relaxed slightly. She steeled herself and placed the dagger blade against her delicate skin. Her arm trembled slightly as she hesitated to make the cut. "Doctor Wang, will it hurt a lot if my hand is cut?" She was a pampered noble lady and was most afraid of pain.
"It hurts a little." Doctor Wang took the dagger and chuckled. "If you know the correct way to cut, it won't hurt, like this!"
The sharp blade swiftly sliced across Shen Yingxue's small hand, accompanied by her shrill scream. A wound appeared, and blood gushed out instantly, dripping into the porcelain bowl.
"Father, it hurts, it hurts so much!" Shen Yingxue cried, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, her slender body trembling slightly, looking delicate and pitiful. If she had known that bleeding would hurt so much, she would have preferred to live in Ya Rong Pavilion for the rest of her life rather than return to the Prime Minister's residence.
Shen Yingxue's hand hurt, and Shen Minghui felt sorry for her. If he hadn't been forced to, he wouldn't have wanted her to bleed. He promised to make it up to her once he recovered: "Just bear with it a little longer, it will pass!"