"Cheng Qianyan!!" Jing Lingyu roared in anger, "You’re courting death!"
Qiann Yan pulled the curtains of Jing Lingyu’s bed to wipe her hands, her gaze indifferent, "You were the one who insisted on marrying . For soone I don’t like, this is just my nature. I won’t be gentle and delicate in feeding you. The fact that I’m feeding you at all is already rciful."
"You..." Jing Lingyu said coldly, "You’re mocking like this, aren’t you afraid I’ll bring harm to the Cheng Family?"
"Oh, what are you going to do to the Cheng Family? My father is a minister of the current emperor. Are you planning to assassinate a minister?" Qiann Yan turned back, "That would be perfect, the Crown Prince could use that to impeach you."
"So that’s your plan!" Jing Lingyu was both angry and resentful, "Don’t forget, you are my Princess Consort."
"Then you better live well."
Jing Lingyu felt a sweetness in his throat, did this an that if he died, she would remarry?
How can there be such a shaless woman in the world? And so malicious.
Jing Lingyu indeed dared not touch the Minister’s Mansion, but Cheng Qianyan’s fearless deanor really made him furious.
She seed to have no weaknesses, which made him feel sowhat panicked inside.
How could this be?
She should be tearfully eating those leftovers, forced to endure his mockery.
Upon his threat to the Cheng family, she should be extrely panic-stricken.
"I’m leaving now. Don’t disturb unless necessary. If you don’t want to eat, I could reluctantly feed you."
Recalling everything just now, Jing Lingyu shivered. No, he did not want to experience that feeling again.
Cheng Qianyan was entirely different from what he imagined.
He watched Qiann Yan leave with a gloomy face, unable to find a way to deal with her. How could this be?
"Prince, I heard you woke up. Are you feeling better? You haven’t eaten all day, so Xi’er personally made so porridge for you." Fuh Xi entered the room with a bowl of porridge. Seeing the Princess Consort outside, she hurried over.
Unexpectedly, the room was in complete disarray, especially with the Prince’s face covered in... food, and his head, body looking very ssy. She froze on the spot.
But, having co this far, she still had to go in.
She assud that there was a conflict between the Princess Consort and the Prince, and they didn’t serve the Prince well. She placed the porridge aside and used a handkerchief to wipe his face.
Unexpectedly, Jing Lingyu reacted as if he were stung and pushed her away forcefully.
Fuh Xi almost fell due to carelessness, feeling extrely aggrieved, "Prince, Xi’er made porridge for you. Please, at least have a bite. You need to eat sothing when you’re sick."
Jing Lingyu looked at the porridge Fuh Xi brought near, recalled previous events, and with a swing of his hand, flipped the porridge, spilling it all over Fuh Xi. Suppressing his anger, he growled in a low voice, "Get out!"
Fuh Xi finally understood now that Jing Lingyu was furious and dared not stay longer. She quickly ran out.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Because of his injuries, Jing Lingyu dared not make big movents. He could only throw things that were within arm’s reach. But still, there was no way to vent his pent-up anger, so he ended up tearing the sheets forcefully.
While tearing, he cursed Qiann Yan.
His eyes were bloodshot, like a beast ready to bite soone to death at any mont.
"Cheng Qianyan!"
"Jing Yunzhou!"
"You all deserve to die."
"I will make you pay the price."
Qiann Yan returned to her room, surprised to find Jing Yunzhou hadn’t left, standing by the window, leaving her with a very sorrowful silhouette.
"Yanyan."
Hearing footsteps, Jing Yunzhou turned around, looking at her with a pained expression, "I’m sorry, it’s my fault for being useless."
"Since you know you’re useless, stop talking nonsense and get out."
You’re wasting my ti for practice!
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