The shopkeeper of Baohetang was startled when he saw Murong Zhuangzhuang coming in with a ferocious look on his face. He said angrily, "How dare you, a little girl..."
When he saw the two sword-wielding guards behind Zhuangzhuang, he was immediately frightened and stammered, "The princess has arrived. I am guilty, guilty!"
The guard carried Yuan in, and Murong Zhuangzhuang said sternly, "Come and serve me. If I need any medicine, I'll tell you to get it."
"Oh my God, why is there so much blood? Hurry, give him the white medicine first." The shopkeeper screamed and hurriedly turned to get the medicine from the medicine cabinet.
Over there, two guards rode their horses to chase the carriage of the prime minister's residence and stopped the carriage at Nanzong Street.
The driver angrily asked, "Who are you? How dare you stop the Xiangfu's carriage?"
The guard said coldly: "According to the order of the Grand Princess, we are investigating a case of intentional injury. Please cooperate."
When the driver heard that they were the princess' men and that they were investigating a wounding case, he got off the bus in a hurry and asked, "What wounding case?"
The coachman was driving in front and had no idea that Yuan had rolled off the carriage. Although he heard the noise, he did not look back, nor did he hear any screams, so he had no idea at all.
The curtain was lifted, revealing that only Madam Linglong and Xia Wan'er were in the carriage; Prime Minister Xia was not there.
Madam Linglong looked at the two guards and asked, "How could a case of wounding be traced back to the Prime Minister's Mansion? The Grand Princess should also be reasonable, right?"
The guard glanced at Madam Linglong and Xia Wan'er and said, "I'm sorry, please come with us."
Xia Wan'er said angrily: "Do you know who I am? How dare you take me away?"
The guard said expressionlessly: "We are just following orders, please forgive us."
Xia Wan'er snorted and said to the driver, "Don't worry about them. I'll take care of anything that happens. Let's go!"
The driver looked inside the carriage and found that Yuan was missing. He was extremely surprised, but in the prime minister's mansion, Yuan's status was equal to that of a servant. He did not dare to say anything, but bowed to the guards and said, "Brother guard, we really don't know what the case of wounding is. Please tell the princess."
The guard said sternly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and drive the carriage to follow us."
The driver was about to say something else, but one of the guards pushed him away, got on to drive the carriage himself, pulled the reins, and turned back.
Xia Wan'er was furious. "How dare you kidnap the future Crown Princess? Do you believe that I will report you to the Queen? Let's see how many heads you have left to lose."
The guard ignored her, waved his whip, and drove the horse away at a gallop.
Xia Wan'er leaned back and almost fell down. Madam Linglong supported her, her heart pounding wildly.
When leaving the palace, Prime Minister Xia did not go back home with them, but made an appointment with Taifu Liang and asked the coachman to take them back home first.
She remembered what Yuan said in the palace and those people's ridicule. She hated Yuan to the core. While she was not paying attention, she winked at Xia Wan'er and pushed Yuan off the carriage while it was speeding.
She did not see the Grand Princess's carriage behind her, so she thought that no one knew about this matter. Even if Yuan refused to die, she would not be able to do anything to her if she returned.
She didn't intend to kill Yuan by falling. She just wanted to teach her a lesson and then ask the coachman to come back for her after returning to the mansion. Unexpectedly, she was discovered by the Grand Princess.
What she didn't expect was that Xia Zian was also in the Grand Princess's carriage.
Several excuses to exonerate herself flashed through her mind quickly, such as Yuan fell down because she couldn't sit steadily, or Yuan wanted to frame her and jumped down on purpose so that everyone would think she was a vicious woman.
Madam Linglong felt inexplicably scared when she recalled that she had offended the Grand Princess when she was in the mansion. She knew too well the influence of the Grand Princess in the court. Not to mention that she could not compete with her, even the Prime Minister might not dare to offend her.
Xia Wan'er was not afraid, she was just a princess who could not get married. Even though she was the prince's elder, she had no power after all. She would at least give some face to the future crown princess and would not get into a stalemate with her over Yuan's affairs.
So, when she saw Madam Linglong was very worried, she comforted her, "Why should you worry, mother? No one saw us pushing her down, so we just don't admit it. Even if that vicious woman accuses us, it's just empty talk. Besides, we can also bite her back and say that she said bad things to me in the carriage, insulted me, the future Crown Princess, and wanted to hit me. You had an argument with her to protect me, and she deliberately jumped off the carriage to frame us."
What Xia Wan'er said was the same as what Madam Linglong thought. It was obvious that they were worthy of being mother and daughter, and their hearts were equally vicious.
After hearing Xia Wan'er's consolation, Madam Linglong felt that she was worrying too much. Although the Regent was unwilling to acknowledge Wan'er as the Crown Princess, the final decision on this matter was not made by him but by the Queen.
No matter what happens in the future, the imperial decree has been issued. Wan'er is the future Crown Princess. As a member of the royal family, the Grand Princess should be more considerate of her.
Yuan's bleeding has stopped, but she has not woken up yet. In addition to the injury on her forehead, she also injured her knee, but fortunately it was not particularly serious.
Zi'an sat beside the bed and cleaned the blood off Yuan's face with a towel.
She said nothing, but her expression was extremely vicious.
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Seeing this, Murong Zhuangzhuang asked, "Is it particularly serious? Do you want to go to the palace to invite the imperial physician?"
After saying that, she suddenly remembered that Zi'an's medical skills were better than those of the imperial physician, so she added: "If you have no way, asking the imperial physician will also be of no use."
Zi'an said softly, "The wound is not too serious after the bleeding stops. What I am worried about is the injury to the brain."
Murong Zhuangzhuang looked at her expression and asked tentatively, "She couldn't have fallen down for no reason. It must have been done by Madam Linglong and your sister. I wonder if your father was in the carriage. If so, what would you do?"
Zi'an put the towel back into the basin. The blood-stained towel slowly spread out strands of light red in the water. The bloody smell rushed into his nose. Murong Zhuangzhuang saw the same scarlet reflected in her eyes.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, a deep smile appeared on her face, and she said calmly, "To hurt others is to hurt yourself, to kill someone is to pay with one's life, this is an eternal truth."
"Okay, I don't know how worried I am that you would show mercy just because he is your father." Murong Zhuangzhuang said with great appreciation.
Zi'an lowered his eyes, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips. Father? Never hers.
A moment later, Yuan woke up. The dim light made her face look extremely pale. She subconsciously reached out to touch her forehead. Zi'an grabbed her wrist and whispered, "It's okay!"
"Zi'an?" Yuan asked tentatively, her eyes unfocused.
Zi'an's heart sank and he stretched out his hand to sweep across her eyes, but her eyeballs did not move at all.
Murong Zhuangzhuang also discovered the problem and looked at Zi'an in surprise.
Zi'an stretched out a finger and put it on his lips, signaling Murong Zhuangzhuang not to say anything.
She leaned over and touched Yuan's face, "Why did mother fall off the carriage?"
Yuan slowly lowered her hands and said indifferently, "They pushed me down."
She reached out and groped for a moment, "Are we back home? Why don't you light the lamp?"
Zi'an's fingertips trembled slightly as he looked at the oil lamp on the table and the wall lamp. Although it was dim, the lighting was sufficient.
She is blind!
(End of this chapter)