Upon hearing this, Ao Jing turned around, his eyes instantly blazing with fury.
"You wretch, how dare you come back!"
Without giving Bai Jinshu a chance to speak, he rushed forward and violently grabbed her neck, his eyes wide with rage. "I'll kill you!"
Bai Jinshu's gaze turned cold, but she made no move. The moment his hand touched her neck, a dose of anesthesia had already been injected into his body.
Ao Jing stared in disbelief before collapsing stiffly to the ground.
Liu Xiangyun: "…"
Su Bei, hiding on the roof: "…"
Did His Highness misunderstand something? Does this Princess Consort of Jing… even need his protection?
"You…"
Liu Xiangyun's face paled in horror. She abruptly sat up in bed, pointing at Bai Jinshu and shrieking, "What happened to Brother Jing? What did you do to him?"
Bai Jinshu glanced at her, her eyes carrying a chilling coldness.
Ignoring Liu Xiangyun, she dragged over a chair, struggled to lift Ao Jing, and then took out a rope she had prepared in advance, tying him securely to the chair.
After calmly completing all this, Liu Xiangyun was utterly dumbfounded. Just as she regained her senses and was about to call for help, she saw Bai Jinshu walking toward her.
"What do you want?"
Liu Xiangyun was suspicious. How had Bai Jinshu suddenly become so bold, daring to even strike the prince?
Had she gone mad?
"Bai Jinshu, don't come any closer! If you dare harm me, Brother Jing will never let you go!"
"Never let me go?"
Bai Jinshu sneered. "Right now, it's me who won't let you go."
Taking a scalpel from the Medical System, she slowly, step by step, approached Liu Xiangyun.
Seeing the gleaming blade in Bai Jinshu's hand, Liu Xiangyun felt a flicker of fear in her heart.
But then she remembered the usual timid, submissive Bai Jinshu whom anyone could bully, and her expression turned sinister again. Pointing at Bai Jinshu's nose, she cursed, "You wretch…"
Her wrist was suddenly seized by Bai Jinshu, and the tip of the blade lightly traced a bloody line across her cheek.
"Ah…"
A sharp scream erupted but was cut off halfway.
As she opened her mouth, Bai Jinshu suddenly poured a packet of medicinal powder into it, causing Liu Xiangyun to cough violently. The bitter taste clung to her throat, making her eyes water.
"What did you give me? Bai Jinshu, I'll kill you!"
Bai Jinshu held her wrist and casually checked her pulse. A cold, sinister smile curled on her red lips. "A fake pregnancy?"
Liu Xiangyun quickly retracted her hand, a flash of panic crossing her face. But she soon regained her composure, glaring at Bai Jinshu with icy eyes. "What nonsense are you spouting? You vicious woman, don't even think of harming Brother Jing's and my child."
"Is that so?"
Bai Jinshu's sense of smell was sharper than most. When she first approached Liu Xiangyun, she had detected a faint scent of blood mixed with a hint of rust. She initially thought it might be a sign of miscarriage, but her pulse reading showed no pregnancy at all.
It seemed this woman was currently menstruating.
Using a fake pregnancy to frame the princess consort and even inciting that fool Ao Jing to kill his wife for her blood—this woman was truly despicable!
"Liu Xiangyun, the powder I just fed you is poison. Without the antidote within two hours, your intestines will rot, and you'll die. If you want to live, confess everything you've done to Ao Jing. Otherwise, you can wait for death."
Upon hearing this, Liu Xiangyun's face paled, but she clearly refused to believe it. "You dare poison me? No, you wouldn't. Trying to deceive me—Bai Jinshu, do you take me for a fool?"
"If you don't believe it, you can try."
Bai Jinshu didn't want to waste more words on her. Sensing the time was about right, she turned and walked toward Ao Jing. With the handle of her scalpel, she jabbed hard at the wound on his forehead until the freshly bandaged white gauze seeped with blood again, jolting him awake from the pain.
Ao Jing let out a pained groan. The moment he opened his eyes and saw Bai Jinshu's fair, stunningly beautiful face, he flew into a rage. "Bai Jinshu!"
However, tied to the chair, he couldn't leap up.
"If you don't want to faint again, keep quiet."
Bai Jinshu had truly had enough. "Stop roaring at every turn. It's not about who shouts louder being more powerful."
"You!"
Ao Jing's forehead veins bulged, his eyes red with fury, smoke practically rising from his head. He wished he could pounce on Bai Jinshu and beat her to death right then, but his body could only slump weakly against the chairback, utterly powerless.
Just then, an awkward sound suddenly echoed.
Immediately afterward, an indescribable smell filled the room, making everyone nauseous.
"Xiangyun, you…"