Su Yunmo knew his poison had been completely neutralized.
After spitting up blood, Ye Jingcheng casually wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then looked up at Su Yunmo, sneering, "You're still the same as before, very capable. However, your ending will likely be no different than before."
Su Yunmo narrowed her eyes dangerously.
Ye Jingcheng said sarcastically, "I heard from the servants that you're already engaged to Ye Jingkun?"
"Don't underestimate my second brother. He's not someone to be trifled with. If you get involved with him, your outcome might be even more tragic."
Although Ye Jingkun had learned to restrain his emotions after entering the imperial court, the more he did so, the more terrifying he seemed.
A monster living hidden among people, disguising himself as normal. Once he revealed his true nature, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"I personally think you should worry about yourself rather than others," Su Yunmo said, glancing at him coolly.
"Don't forget, I saved your life. If I can cure the poison in you, I can also poison you again. You should be careful."
Ye Jingcheng let out a cold snort.
Perhaps it was the series of blows that had lowered Ye Jingcheng's guard, or perhaps Su Yunmo's current appearance didn't warrant his vigilance.
In any case, he dismissed Su Yunmo's warning as empty threats and didn't take it to heart.
Su Yunmo also knew he hadn't truly understood the meaning of her words, but she didn't care. He would understand soon enough.
The little dumpling jumped down from the chair, dusting off crumbs from his pastry. "Haven't my people arrived yet?"
Ye Jingcheng turned to look outside, about to send someone to hurry them along.
A servant stumbled in from outside, tripping over the threshold as soon as he entered and falling to the ground. "Your Highness, bad news! The Princess is dead!"
Both of them in the room were startled by this announcement.
Ye Jingcheng frowned. "How did she die?"
Could that bitch have feared further suffering and taken her own life?
"It seems a wooden splinter accidentally entered her eye. Blood flowed everywhere, and she eventually died from excessive bleeding. She's no longer breathing."
Su Yunmo knitted her brows fiercely.
"How unlucky," a trace of disgust flashed in Ye Jingcheng's eyes. He looked at the little dumpling, seeing her deep in thought, and said mockingly, "You can't take her with you. If you take anyone, it will only be the corpse."
Su Yunmo concealed the unusual look in her eyes and, without saying anything, walked towards the exit.
As Su Yunmo stepped past him, Ye Jingcheng spoke again, "If you don't take the body, then I will have her corpse thrown into the mass grave."
Su Yunmo's steps did not falter. "Lin Yuning is your wife. If you're not afraid of gossip, I have no objections."
Ye Jingcheng watched her leave without looking back and said coldly, "Just like before, truly heartless."
After all, Lin Yuning was her own sister. To hear of Lin Yuning's death and show no sign of sadness.
Hah, a woman's heart is the most venomous!
The servant dared not speak but also dared not leave, unsure of how to handle Lin Yuning's body.
Ye Jingcheng waved his hand dismissively, "Useless. Didn't you hear what I just said? Throw that woman into the mass grave for me."
Besides, Lin Yuning was the daughter of a convicted official. Even if someone saw how Prince Lian treated her corpse, no one would step forward for her.
The servant said "Yes" and bowed, retreating.
As Su Yunmo exited the mansion, the servants were already carrying Lin Yuning's body out.
Due to Ye Jingcheng's poor treatment of Lin Yuning, the servants naturally did not respect the Princess.
Lin Yuning was carried out in a straw mat, without even a piece of white cloth to cover her.
These people allowed her body to be exposed to everyone. A wooden stick was still lodged in her left eye, and blood dripped down.
However, as too much blood had already flowed in the woodshed, the blood that dripped down was quickly absorbed by her clothes, not falling to the ground.
Su Yunmo watched her being carried out, suddenly recalling their childhood memories.
Reflecting on past events now, she found it all ironic.
The servants of Prince Lian's mansion had prepared a carriage to send Su Yunmo back.
Su Yunmo did not refuse and got into the carriage.
Meanwhile, behind the rockery in the imperial palace.
Ye Ningyuan stared intently at the man opposite her, gritting her teeth. "What exactly do you want? This was not part of our deal!"
Although she had agreed to help him improve his relationship with Momo, she hadn't agreed to him getting engaged behind her back.
With this development, wouldn't things become even more troublesome in the future?
Ye Jingkun casually glanced at her. "A deal is just a deal. What I want to do is not for you to manage."
Did she think he didn't know? She claimed to want to help him, but in reality, she had her own plans.
Although he never understood why she was so fixated on Momo, the intuition of being of the same kind told him that this girl was far from simple.
Now, he was merely learning from Ye Jingyu's mistakes and striking first.
Ye Ningyuan frowned fiercely, feeling for the first time that this man was more difficult to deal with than she had imagined.
He was like a wolf cub. Once he grew into a wolf king, he would surely bite the former wolf king to death.
Ye Jingkun flicked an imaginary speck of dust from his sleeve. "The county princess is a smart person. If you want to continue cooperating with me, it's best not to meddle too much in certain matters. It will do you no good."
He paused, then deliberately raised his voice. "I doubt you'd want Momo to know what secrets you're hiding, would you?"
Ye Ningyuan's fingers stiffened slightly, and she frowned, denying, "Don't talk nonsense. What secrets do I have?"
"No?" Ye Jingkun cast a cool glance at her, his gaze fixed on her face.
"Are you just meeting that veiled woman from Southern Xinjiang repeatedly for fun?"
Ye Ningyuan's body suddenly stiffened.
Ye Jingcheng hadn't thought of anything strange before, but seeing her reaction now, a bold idea flashed through his mind. "You're from Southern Xinjiang too, aren't you?"
It was a statement, as if he had already guessed Ye Ningyuan's identity.
Ye Ningyuan felt a chill run from her head to her toes, and a murderous intent instinctively arose in her eyes as she looked at Ye Jingcheng.
But this murderous intent quickly subsided. Ye Ningyuan suddenly remembered that Ye Jingcheng had no evidence to support this. He must have been trying to trick her just now.
But it was too late.
Ye Jingkun let out a sarcastic laugh. "I didn't expect the Prince of Yunyi to marry a woman from Southern Xinjiang as his consort. This is truly rare."
No wonder Ye Ningyuan had been interacting with Momo so often. It turned out to be for this reason.
After all, Momo was also considered a person from Southern Xinjiang.
Although he was surprised when he first learned of this, various signs indicated that Momo was indeed Lin Niange, the legitimate daughter of the Marquis's mansion from back then.
Only someone from Southern Xinjiang could achieve such a feat as returning from the dead.