Nan Shiying said, "That day..."
Apart from the matter of Ji Jinmo being poisoned and testing Jingren Palace, Nan Shiying recounted the attempts on Ji Hong and the theft of the Fotian Lotus to Nan Chaoyin.
"Xuanjia Army!"
In the past few days, although rumors about that day had been circulating fiercely, no one mentioned the Xuanjia Army. It was clear that Ji Hong had silenced them.
Nan Chaoyin hadn't expected Ji Hong to have a backup plan. He had assisted him for so long, believing he had earned Ji Hong's complete trust. In the end, he realized Ji Hong still kept secrets from him.
This was a lack of trust!
A cold glint flashed in Nan Chaoyin's eyes.
...
Jinxiang Jewelry Shop.
Qin Xiaorong's belly grew larger day by day, and her face had become much rounder. Although she was married and pregnant, her temper remained as fiery as ever.
"Any new jewelry?"
The maid assisted her as she browsed, but she didn't see the latest styles.
Ever since Zhang Lang disappeared, Qin Xiaorong's temper had become increasingly erratic. Sometimes, for no reason, she would suddenly erupt in anger, and this phenomenon became even more pronounced as her pregnancy progressed. Now, seeing that the jewelry shop had no new arrivals, she immediately lost her temper.
"Madam, please don't be angry, don't be angry!"
Qin Xiaorong's name was infamous, and the shop assistants dared not offend her. They quickly explained, "Madam, please be patient. The princess consort is currently viewing the jewelry. Once the princess consort is done, I will bring it to you immediately!"
"Princess consort? Which princess consort?"
The shop assistant gave a wry smile, "In Lin Yuan, are there any other princess consorts?"
"Nan Shiying?"
Qin Xiaorong's features contorted instantly. Her aunt, the Empress Dowager, had told her that her current predicament was all Nan Shiying's fault. It was Nan Shiying who had schemed to frame her and Zou Yunming for an illicit affair. Thinking of Zou Yunming, thinking of the Zou family, hatred surged through Qin Xiaorong like a tide, drowning her completely.
"Where is she?"
Seeing Qin Xiaorong's不对劲 expression, the shop assistant dared not speak.
Qin Xiaorong stepped forward, slapped the shop assistant fiercely, and demanded in a stern voice, "I asked you, where is she!"
The shop assistant's cheek immediately swelled, his mouth cut by his teeth, blood trickling down the corner of his lips. He lowered his head and mumbled, "In the private room!"
"Bitch!"
Qin Xiaorong spat, and then, holding her belly, strode towards the private room.
Jin Quan hurried over and saw Qin Xiaorong heading for the private room. He shot the shop assistant a fierce glare, "Just you wait!" After uttering a harsh threat, he chased after Qin Xiaorong.
The shop assistant cupped his face, looking at them with resentment.
"Nan Shiying, get out here!"
The voice from outside the door interrupted Nan Shiying and Nan Chaoyin's conversation. Both turned towards the door. Nan Chaoyin stood up and walked towards the entrance, then retreated a few steps upon hearing the commotion outside, and opened the window.
"I'll say it again, your biggest task right now is to conceal yourself."
"Yes!"
With that, Nan Chaoyin leaped from the window, landing on the ground with ease by gripping the wall, and then vanished.
Nan Shiying narrowed her eyes slightly, observing Nan Chaoyin's skill.
A civil official with no strength to even truss a chicken?
Heh~
As she pondered, the door was suddenly pushed open forcefully. The incoming gust of wind blew away most of the warmth. Nan Shiying closed the window, turned around, and saw Qin Xiaorong with an enraged expression. She was slightly taken aback.
Qin Xiaorong looked at the table full of jewelry. The gleam of the accessories seemed to cast a halo on Nan Shiying's face, making her appear as delicate and alluring as a fairy. Qin Xiaorong thought of herself.
Her figure out of shape, fat, her legs and feet swollen.
The suppressed grievance transformed into anger. She glanced at the window behind Nan Shiying and suddenly lunged at her.
"Die!"
Nan Shiying dodged with ease, but Qin Xiaorong, with her current heavy body, couldn't evade. She slammed fiercely into the window, shattering the frame and breaking the window open. Qin Xiaorong's upper body shot through, her belly getting caught on the windowsill, preventing her from falling.
"Miss!"
Qin Xiaorong's maid cried out, her face pale, and rushed towards Qin Xiaorong, grabbing her body and desperately trying to pull her up. But how could she pull up the pregnant Qin Xiaorong?
Her belly stuck on the windowsill, and as she was forcefully pulled back, her stomach was squeezed against the frame. Qin Xiaorong's already pale face grew even whiter. She cried out in panic, "My stomach, my stomach!"
Hearing Qin Xiaorong's pained cries, the maid became even more flustered.
Unwittingly, Qin Xiaorong's body slid down a bit further, looking as if she was about to fall.
Nan Shiying stepped back and sat leisurely on the chair, showing no intention of helping, her eyes filled with a playful, cold smile. The moment Jin Quan entered, he saw the coldness and malevolence in Nan Shiying's eyes.
His heart chilled. Seeing the dangerous scene unfolding before him, he was shocked again.
He quickly shouted to the shop assistants below, "Someone, help!"
As he shouted, he rushed into the room himself and grabbed Qin Xiaorong's arm.
This person couldn't die in their Jinxiang!
Upon hearing their boss's call, the shop assistants rushed over and, working together, rescued Qin Xiaorong. Qin Xiaorong, pale-faced, clutched her stomach. Her maid was crying profusely. Jin Quan's head spun, and he yelled at the shop assistants, "What are you still waiting for? Go get a doctor!"
"You, and you, go fetch some hot water. That clean towel. And you, hurry and prepare some tea and snacks!"
Jin Quan orderly directed the shop assistants. Nan Shiying glanced at him.
After the maid recovered, she helped Qin Xiaorong to a chair. Her gaze towards Nan Shiying was like looking at her father's murderer. Nan Shiying raised her eyelids, picked up a hairpin and a ring, and smiled at the maid, "If you continue to look at this Palace with such eyes, I will dig your eyeballs out!"
Qin Xiaorong endured the pain and looked up abruptly. Sweat trickled down her forehead, smudging the powder on her face. Her disheveled hair hung over her shoulders. Whether from pain or hatred, her contorted features were as terrifying as a yaksha, making her appearance repulsive.
"Nan Shiying, if anything happens to the child in my belly, I will not let you go!!" she gritted her teeth, her voice burning with hatred, as if she wanted to carve Nan Shiying's flesh piece by piece.
"Let you go?"
Nan Shiying sneered, her raised eyes revealing a haughty and noble defiance. Her voice was as cold as a knife, "You want to see if I'll let you go? The Qin family of Zou, for attempting to harm the princess consort, their crime... deserves death!"