Double Rebirth: The Scumbag Heroine is Terrified of the Yandere Prince! - Chapter 34
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Fuzhou, The Estate of the Prince of Zhenbei.
Qing Ying’s face was terrifyingly pale.
She leaned against the headboard, looking at Xie Xuansong with eyes full of tears. “My Lord…”
“Wuu-wuu… your servant has finally seen you again! I thought I would never see you again in this life! I had such a long, terrifying dream. In it, the deities of death whipped me, saying I had done too much evil and deserved to be boiled in a cauldron of oil!”
She reached out toward Xie Xuansong, weeping like a pear blossom in the rain. “I was so scared! Thank goodness you appeared, My Lord!”
Xie Xuansong took her hand. But very quickly, he frowned and shoved her hand away. “Useless thing!” he barked.
Qing Ying’s sobbing choked off. Terrified, she scrambled to get up from the bed. “Forgive me, My Lord!”
Because her body was too weak, she lost her balance and tumbled toward the floor. Xie Xuansong, however, stood perfectly still. He didn’t even reach out to steady her, watching coldly as she crashed to the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood. “Waste!”
“Your servant is a waste! I am useless! I ruined your plans, My Lord! I deserve to die!” Weak and exhausted, Qing Ying desperately kowtowed to beg for forgiveness.
Hearing the commotion inside the room, Xie Yuanxun walked to the doorway with his hands behind his back.
“Xuansong, this girl is your person after all. I heard she just suffered a miscarriage… you ought to show a little tenderness. She has done quite a bit for you.”
Hearing his gloating tone, Xie Xuansong gritted his teeth in fury. “This is my private matter; there is no need for Imperial Uncle to trouble himself!” he spat out from between his teeth.
Xie Yuanxun shrugged and remained silent. He had wanted to stay for the drama, but Xie Xuansong stepped forward and slammed the door, shutting Xie Yuanxun out.
Although the show was over, Xie Yuanxun didn’t mind the disrespect—the brat’s good days were numbered anyway, and Xie Yuanxun didn’t mind letting him hop around for a few more days.
However, the strategist behind him grumbled unhappily, “Utterly insolent! He truly thinks this is his own Chu Estate!”
“What is the rush? Have you never heard the saying about a ‘grasshopper in late autumn’?”
A grasshopper in late autumn doesn’t have many days left to hop! Xie Yuanxun snorted and walked away.
Inside the room.
It took a long time for Xie Xuansong to calm down. With a grim face, he helped Qing Ying up. “What exactly happened that day?”
The “Qing Ying” in front of him paused before explaining the situation bit by bit. “I don’t know why those bandits suddenly turned on me!”
She wept as she clung to Xie Xuansong’s leg. “My Lord, I am loyal to you; how could I ever betray you? It’s just a pity… a pity for the child in my womb… I wanted to give you a surprise after returning from Tianzhao Mountain. Wuu-wuu.”
She cried inconsolably. Xie Xuansong looked down at her, his face devoid of emotion.
“A surprise? To me, it was a horror.”
“What? My Lord, haven’t you always wanted a child?!” Her expression changed.
“A child?” Xie Xuansong sneered. He suddenly bent down and pinched her face hard. “The child I want is a legitimate heir born from a Princess Consort! What do you think you are?”
“If you bore a child for me first, it would be an illegitimate brat—a shameful thing that cannot be shown in public! Not only would it bring me no glory, but on the contrary, it would only embarrass me, make people point fingers at me, and make me the laughingstock of the world!”
His sinister, heartless appearance caused Qing Ying to freeze. “My Lord…” she whispered timidly.
“Do you want to get me killed?!” Xie Xuansong kicked her away. “I am warning you: if you still want to stay by my side, you had better not harbor any little schemes! Otherwise, I can bring you into my estate, but I can also personally send you to hell!”
Qing Ying didn’t dare make a sound. She sat paralyzed on the ground, staring blankly as Xie Xuansong slammed the door and left. It wasn’t until the outside was silent and not a shadow remained that she crawled up from the floor.
Limping to the wardrobe, she didn’t even bother to fix her disheveled clothes or hair. Letting her appearance remain a mess, she slowly opened the wardrobe door.
“How was it? Did you see clearly? This is the man you are loyal to, the man you love so deeply.”
The “Qing Ying” who had just been acting laughed gigglingly as she looked at the woman inside the wardrobe, who had been paralyzed by a pressure point strike and couldn’t move a muscle.
“Now you can give up on him. You are nothing in his eyes. Return to the capital! Return to the side of the Crown Princess.”
“I’ll handle things here. I’ll take care of your beloved man, too. I’ll be sure to ‘serve’ him well for you!”
The woman inside the wardrobe was in a wretched state, but she was undeniably alluring. Her eyes were so charming that even the real Qing Ying, a woman herself, felt her heart skip a beat.
The real Qing Ying looked at the woman in front of her with despair. She wanted to roar and kill her, and she wanted to chase after Xie Xuansong to explain everything. But not only could she not move, her mute point had been struck, and she couldn’t make a sound!
Only her heart, which Xie Xuansong had personally hollowed out, was breaking into pieces, dripping with blood. Through the crack in the wardrobe, she had seen with her own eyes how he treated the woman who looked exactly like her, and heard with her own ears how he insulted and cursed her. The man she had loved for years, for whom she would have given her life, had only ever viewed her as a pawn! The child she had carried after enduring so much suffering was nothing but a “disgrace” to him.
At this moment, Qing Ying felt the sound of her heart dying. Tears fell like rain as she suffered through agonizing pain.
“Does it hurt?” The fake “Qing Ying” pursed her lips and smiled. “This is only the beginning. Don’t worry, every day after you return to the capital, you will hurt even more. So, enjoy these last few days of peace before you go.”
With that, she lightly clapped her hands, and a dark shadow flickered into the room. The shadow threw the real Qing Ying over his shoulder and vanished into the night in the blink of an eye.
The next day, The Capital.
Shen Ruoli rose early.
Uncharacteristically, she did not go to serve Xie Xuanjin while he dressed. Instead, she performed a set of martial arts forms in the courtyard, feeling refreshed and energized.
On the other hand, Xie Xuanjin who was used to being pestered by her every day—found it quite unusual when she didn’t show up.
“Crown Princess, what kind of tactic is this? Playing hard to get? A strategic retreat?” Yun Yue stood to the side with a cloak, watching Ruoli and whispering, “I heard that no matter how Feng Qing served him, His Highness was dissatisfied and even scolded him for being clumsy.”
Because of this, Xie Xuanjin threw a tantrum and left for the morning court session with a cold face.
Yun Yue giggled. “It seems His Highness has grown accustomed to the Crown Princess dressing him! Since you didn’t go, he’s actually out of sorts!”
“I’m just breaking him of his bad habits!” Shen Ruoli snorted. “When I proactively tried to please him, he gave me a sour face and never said a single nice thing. Yesterday, I kindly cooked for him and told him about Physician Zhang, yet he still suspected me of having ulterior motives!”
“Let him be! He can do whatever he likes; I’m not serving him anymore!”
Anyway, Qingning Palace was full of Xie Xuanjin’s spies. Even if she hadn’t mentioned Physician Zhang, he would have found out sooner or later.
Shen Ruoli wiped her sweat with a silk handkerchief. Seeing that the time was right, she said, “Bring in the meal! Our ‘honored guest’ should be arriving soon. Prepare the Jasmine Snow Bud tea that our guest likes.”
Her smile was playful; it was clear she was genuinely happy. Sure enough, a short while later, the “honored guest” appeared at the Crown Prince’s Estate.