Chu Qianli was forcibly sent back to Qianyun Pavilion by Leng Ji.
This time, she was truly locked up.
Locked in her own bedchamber.
"Let me out! Leng Ji, it's a conspiracy, it's a conspiracy, let me out!"
Chu Qianli frantically beat the door, her voice hoarse as she roared, "Leng Ji, it's a conspiracy, the scissors were in the wrong place, the force was wrong! It's a conspiracy!"
"They conspired to kill Qian'er, they did it on purpose! Let me out! Let me out! I want to avenge Qian'er! Leng Ji! Let me out!"
Leng Ji stood outside the door, listening to Chu Qianli's words, feeling an indescribable pain in his heart.
He was so choked up that he almost shed tears himself.
No one had expected things to turn out this way.
Qian'er, that little girl, although she wasn't particularly outstanding or remarkable, was optimistic and cheerful, always smiling every day.
Wherever she appeared, she brought bright sunshine to others.
Why, in the span of a single night, did she suddenly die?
Chu Qianli's hoarse voice continued to call out, "Leng Ji, please, please go and look again, go and see for yourself!"
"The force with which the scissors were inserted into Qian'er's body was wrong, this is not something a weak woman could do, there are experts hidden there, or, Chu Huaiyu herself is an expert!"
"Leng Ji, help me! Please help me! Send Qian'er's body back, let me see her one last time! Leng Ji!"
She pounded on the door, her already dwindling strength gradually draining away.
She slowly slid down the door and sat on the ground.
Blood from the corner of her lips finally couldn't be held back, gushing out in streams and staining the ground.
Finally, she could no longer hold on, and her vision went black.
The last of her strength completely vanished.
Leng Ji waited in the courtyard for a long time.
It wasn't until there was no more movement from Chu Qianli's room that he felt uneasy and wanted to go and see, but then he remembered the matter of Qian'er's body.
In his extreme dilemma, he finally turned and left Qianyun Pavilion.
Qian'er's body... Since Miss Li was so certain, he had no choice but to go and see.
By the way, he would handle Qian'er's funeral.
A maid, in this era, had no status or position, and upon death, had no value.
The people in the prince's mansion would not handle her funeral. If no one paid attention to her, at most she would be buried hastily.
A worse outcome would be to be discarded in a mass grave.
Leng Ji's heart was heavy. When he reached Liuli Pavilion, Qian'er's body was nowhere to be seen.
Upon inquiring, he learned that she was already on her way to the mass grave.
Those who poisoned their masters would naturally not have a good end.
Now that Chu Huaiyu's life or death was uncertain, and the prince felt guilty towards Long Qianyue, he would have even less inclination to pay attention.
Leng Ji chased after her and, with great difficulty, managed to retrieve Qian'er's body from the mass grave.
The scissors that had been stuck in her chest were gone, likely removed by the people carrying the body.
Wanting to see the wound on Qian'er's heart, Leng Ji's hand fell on her blood-stained clothes, but in the end, he withdrew it.
After all, she was a maiden. Even in death, her body should not be so carelessly viewed by a man.
This was a humiliation!
He didn't disbelieve Chu Qianli, but she was now like someone who had lost her mind.
Her words might not have been carefully considered, perhaps it was just excessive grief.
Most importantly, Chu Huaiyu had indeed been poisoned and her life was in danger.
A normal person would not believe that she would gamble with her own noble body to frame a mere maid.
If she couldn't be saved, what was the point of fighting?
A normal person would not think that Chu Huaiyu had a problem.
Miss Li now... was truly not normal.
Leng Ji picked up Qian'er's body, found a quiet place, and buried her properly.
Turning back, he came to the door of Chu Qianli's room and said hoarsely, "Miss Li, I have already buried Miss Qian'er. When... when the prince allows you to go out, I will take you to pay your respects."
There was no reaction from inside the room.
Leng Ji had thought about going in to see her, but the door was locked. Although it could be easily opened from the outside, he had no reason to see her.
After all, she was the prince's woman, and it was improper.
Leng Ji added, "Miss Li, I know you are heartbroken, but Qian'er is truly gone. Cry as much as you need to. When you wake up tomorrow, you still have to live your life properly."
Leng Ji was not someone who knew how to comfort girls. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of any better words.
Finally, before leaving, he could only continue, "Miss Li, be strong. Life must go on. I... I will come to see you tomorrow."
Leng Ji left.
Chu Qianli's bedchamber remained very quiet.
As for Chu Huaiyu, the entire night was an unknown.
Liujin had been personally rescuing her, and Feng Yexuan had also stayed by Liuli Pavilion, not leaving even half a step.
In the latter half of the night, two figures appeared outside the door of Qianyun Pavilion.
Consort Jin arrived, followed by a young palace maid.
"Your Highness."
The guards at the door immediately paid their respects.
Consort Jin waved her hand and said in a deep voice, "The little girl in Qianyun Pavilion poisoned Miss Huaiyu. I've come to see if there's any more poison hidden in this dead girl's room."
The two guards exchanged glances.
The prince had forbidden Miss Li from going out, but it seemed he hadn't said that no one was allowed to visit.
Moreover, Consort Jin was only looking for evidence, not just coming for Miss Li.
Finally, the two guards let them pass.
Consort Jin glanced at the palace maid behind her. The maid lowered her head, holding something in her hand, and followed Consort Jin cautiously into the room.
Chu Qianli's door was locked from the outside, but this kind of lock, the person inside couldn't open it, while the person outside could easily open the door.
The young palace maid cautiously opened the door and went in first.
As soon as she entered, she was almost scared into a scream.
"Ah! Mother... Mother, she... she..."
Consort Jin immediately went in and understood what the young palace maid was screaming about.
Why was Chu Qianli sitting on the ground? There was blood on the ground, and her appearance... Could she be dead?
If it weren't for the fact that she had come secretly this time, without Feng Yexuan's knowledge, Consort Jin would have certainly screamed in fright.
This woman...
"Go and see what's going on." Consort Jin glared at the young palace maid.
The young palace maid was still holding a bottle. Trembling, she crouched beside Chu Qianli.
She reached out to check her breathing.
Upon checking, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Alive, alive."
Consort Jin also breathed a sigh of relief. At least it wasn't as scary.
But after this sigh of relief, she immediately felt a surge of disappointment.
Why didn't she just die and be done with it?
"Never mind, force her to drink it, quickly!"
Consort Jin commanded. Although the young palace maid was still flustered, she could only try to calm herself and pry open Chu Qianli's mouth.
A bottle of medicinal liquid was poured down her throat...