"On your wedding night, you seduced your brother-in-law! Tie her up!"
"The Prince doesn't favor her, so she tried to make a move on the Fourteenth Prince, even resorting to drugging him!"
"Such a vixen, burn her! Burn her!"
Chu Qianli woke up, still groggy.
The curses were incessant. She moved her hands, only to find them bound.
"Burn her, burn her!"
"Burn her... Your Highness?"
"Your Highness!"
"Greetings, Your Highness!"
The scolding stopped abruptly.
A powerful, chilling aura approached. Chu Qianli instinctively looked up.
Amidst the crowd, a tall, cold figure strode forward.
With just one glance, Chu Qianli's eyes were filled with astonishment.
In all her years, she had never seen such a handsome man.
Most importantly, his noble yet icy demeanor seemed innate.
Standing in the crowd, everyone else became his foil!
This was undoubtedly the most imposing and outstanding person Chu Qianli had ever seen!
Memories of the original owner flooded in, and Chu Qianli gasped.
This man was her husband on this very night, the fourth son of the Emperor of the Northern Ming Kingdom.
The God of War, Prince Xuan, Feng Yexuan!
"Greetings, Prince Xuan!"
The guards lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.
Although the young ladies coveted his peerless beauty, they could only steal glances, not daring to look directly at him.
Everyone in the Northern Ming Kingdom knew that Prince Xuan was averse to women and detested their advances!
Chu Qianli had only been momentarily dazed before her senses returned.
Pain!
Her hands were tightly bound to a stake, bloodstains already etched into her wrists.
The guards held torches.
If a torch was thrown at her, this soul from the 21st century would likely transmigrate once more.
Feng Yexuan strode forward and stopped before Chu Qianli.
His icy aura was so intense it was almost blinding.
Chu Qianli narrowed her eyes, observing her original body's new husband, her mind racing.
Everything tonight was too strange. After drinking a cup of tea from her maid Cui'er, she had completely lost consciousness.
When she woke up, she found the Fourteenth Prince, Feng Jinrui, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, pinned beneath her.
It was then that Consort Jin had rushed in with her people, binding her on the charge of harming the Fourteenth Prince.
And now, they were going to burn her!
Chu Qianli slowly clenched her fists.
She had been set up!
"Your Highness!" Cui'er knelt on the ground with a thud, her face filled with panic.
"Your Highness, the Consort was merely confused and misused the medicine, accidentally harming the Fourteenth Prince!"
She lowered her head and cried, begging, "Your Highness, the Consort did not do it intentionally. Your Highness, please spare the Consort!"
Chu Qianli's expression darkened.
Cui'er's words, while seemingly pleading for her, were actually telling everyone that she had indeed drugged the Fourteenth Prince!
"So, Jin Rui was indeed harmed by you?" Feng Yexuan's gaze was as cold as a knife.
Chu Qianli said indifferently, "If I say I was framed, would you believe me?"
Feng Yexuan remained silent.
Cui'er immediately cried, "Consort, at this point, you should confess to His Highness!"
"Your Highness is magnanimous. As long as the Consort sincerely admits her mistake, Your Highness will forgive you!"
"Shut up!" Chu Qianli shot her a cold glance. "You designed all of this. Speak! Who is behind you?"
Cui'er trembled all over, shaking her head with a wronged expression.
"Consort, I have always thought of you, yet why are you so heartless as to frame me?"
As Cui'er cried, the guards and servants could not bear it.
Someone in the crowd couldn't help but angrily shout, "The Consort has no regard for marital fidelity and harmed the Fourteenth Prince, Your Highness... burn her!"
"That's right! Burn her!"
The torches were brought closer, and one was handed to Feng Yexuan by a guard.
"Your Highness! Harming a royal bloodline is a capital offense! If Your Highness does not execute the Consort, how will you account to the Emperor?"
"Exactly! Your Highness! The Consort deserves to die! We implore Your Highness to execute the Consort!"
Others also shouted in unison, "We implore Your Highness to execute the Consort!"
Chu Qianli raised her eyes, her deep gaze fixed on the stunning man standing before her:
"I was framed. If you kill me, the truth will never be revealed!"
She was gambling.
Gambling that her original body's new husband would still have a shred of trust in her.
She said indifferently, "Give me three days, and I can find the real culprit!"