The woman on the ground had reached an extremely crazed state.

Jing Yi stood up and walked toward her. With lowered brows, his gaze fell on the two trails of tears on her face. It must be said that when this woman shed her willful and capricious shell and became sorrowful, she did have a somewhat moving appearance. If she weren’t the legitimate daughter of the Ji family, perhaps at this moment, he might actually have been touched by her.

This terrifying thought passed in a flash!

He said, “Today, you and your two brothers are already three spirited horses tied by reins in this prince’s hands. Apart from helping this prince command great armies, you are utterly useless. As long as this prince gains power in the future, those two brothers of yours will transform from spirited horses into ants that this prince can crush to death with a light pinch.”

“You won’t have the last laugh. Heaven is watching what people do. You and Consort Xiao will sooner or later lose your heads.” Ji Muqing raised her head, speaking viciously.

The next moment, Jing Yi lifted his foot and kicked her shoulder. Her already emaciated body was kicked a full three meters away.

Her shoulder ached, making her furrow her brows and cry out. However, the hatred in her heart covered all the pain on her body. She secretly clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh, drawing blood.

She swore she would personally kill this man!

At this time, someone came from outside.

A young servant trembled as he entered the room. Seeing the scene inside, he first froze for a moment before bowing his head to report, “Your Highness, the Princess Consort’s… younger sister has arrived, saying she wants to visit the Princess Consort. She’s waiting at the main gate.”

Ji Wanxin?

Her timing was truly unfortunate!

Jing Yi glanced at the woman on the ground, walked over, bent down and whispered a warning in her ear, “If you hope that after this prince achieves great success, your Ji family can remain safe and sound, then you’d better put on a good show for this prince. If you mess up the performance, I guarantee the first person to die in your Ji family will be your father.”

Uh!

Ji Muqing gritted her teeth in anger, holding back.

Jing Yi smiled wickedly, straightened up, lifted his chin slightly toward the young servant who had entered, and ordered, “Take the Princess Consort down to wash and dress. Whatever treatment a Princess Consort should have, not a single thing should be lacking.”

When family members came to visit, appearances had to be maintained.

“Yes.”

The young servant then dragged the woman on the ground away.

The maids in the courtyard hurriedly helped her wash, change clothes, and apply makeup.

Yet no matter how much powder they applied, the injuries on her face still couldn’t be concealed.

Ji Wanxin outside the main gate had waited a long time without receiving a response.

Her health was already poor to begin with, and now standing for so long, she struggled with cold sweat forming on her forehead.

The maid beside her kept supporting her. Seeing her young mistress like this, she muttered complaints, “Why does the prince’s manor treat guests this way? Does it take this long just to go in and announce someone? I think perhaps the eldest miss is deliberately making things difficult for you, young miss. Just because she became a Princess Consort…”

Before she could finish.

Ji Wanxin glanced at her lightly, like a dragonfly touching water. “Don’t talk too much.”

The maid could only close her mouth and properly support her.

After waiting a while longer, the young servant who had gone in to announce her finally sauntered over slowly, bowing at the waist. “Miss, sorry for the wait. The Princess Consort was resting just now and has just woken up. Follow me inside, I’ll lead you over.”

Her brows lowered gently. “Thank you.”

The prince’s manor was very large. Ji Wanxin walked slowly, and it took the time it takes to drink two cups of tea before reaching the luxurious courtyard established for the Princess Consort.

In the courtyard, the maids were each attending to their duties, but seeing the visitor, they all cast their gazes over.

That woman was by no means ordinary rouge and powder. Her manner was dignified, her bearing elegant, each step graceful as a lotus bloom. With just one glance, their attention was captured by her elegantly beautiful face, especially the small red mole in the center of her forehead, which added several points of beauty to that exquisite face. Though her complexion was somewhat pale, she had the air of lightly drawn moth-like eyebrows.

But seeing her supported by someone, her body weak, and hearing that the Princess Consort’s younger sister was a sickly person—the Shen family who had been betrothed to her had even specially run to Jinjiang to make a big scene to break off the engagement, only to be slapped by Ji Shuhan and sent back to the capital, forced to sheepishly accept the marriage.

What use was it for a sickly person to have such beautiful appearance?

What a pity!

Ji Wanxin had long grown accustomed to their expressions of both envy and regret.

She paid no attention and entered the room.

Ji Muqing lay inside on the imperial concubine’s couch, lying on her side with her back to her.

It was unclear whether she was asleep.

She walked over and bowed in courtesy. “Princess Consort.”

Between close relatives, distinctions of rank and propriety must not be neglected!

She only heard the person on the couch make a sound of acknowledgment.

A maid beside her threw a bit of incense into the burner, then moved a chair over for her to sit.

She looked at Ji Muqing, who still hadn’t turned around, and asked, “Is the Princess Consort feeling unwell somewhere?”

At this moment, Ji Muqing’s eyes were open, her gaze falling on the open window outside. After a long pause, she replied coldly, “No, nothing…”

She seemed somewhat distracted.

“This younger sister came rashly, wanting to visit the Princess Consort on behalf of Father and both brothers, and brought some things.” Ji Wanxin took a brocade box from her personal maid’s hands and held it, saying, “This is what Father specially asked me to bring. It’s a piece of ivory-white jade. Because he knew the Princess Consort likes such things, when Father obtained this jade, he had someone buy it to send to you.”

Deep fatherly love!

However—

Ji Muqing didn’t even glance at it, saying, “Put it down. When you return, send my regards to Father for me.”

Still that tone, so cold one couldn’t detect any emotion.

At this time, Ji Wanxin also sensed something was wrong. She set the box aside, her heart filled with confusion. “Princess Consort, what exactly…”

“I’m fine.” Ji Muqing immediately said. “Sister, don’t take offense. It’s just that I’ve developed red rashes on my face and can’t see people. When it gets better someday, I’ll naturally return to the manor for a visit. If you have no other business, please go back first.”

“Elder Sister…”

“After you return, just tell them I’m well. Don’t tell Father about the rashes on my face, lest he worry.”

She issued an order to leave!

Ji Wanxin said no more, only agreeing.

Not wanting to disturb her too much, she bowed in courtesy and left.

After the person left, Ji Muqing on the couch finally moved. She sat up and glanced toward the door, her eyes brimming with tears, her hands tightly clutching the clothes on her body.

Crumpling them into a ball.

A trail of tears fell!

Meanwhile, Ji Wanxin, who had left Prince Yi’s manor and gotten into the carriage, felt something was wrong everywhere!

She pondered in her heart—it couldn’t be this simple. From the earlier announcement to Ji Muqing’s abnormal behavior, everything seemed extremely strange.

Moreover—

Why wasn’t Cailan, the dowry maid, in the room?

She was an extremely intelligent person. Thinking more carefully, she could grasp the suspicious elements.

Elder Brother was dispatched by Prince Yi to station troops outside the city, which was enough to show that because of Elder Sister being Prince Yi’s consort, Elder Brother was already working for Prince Yi.

Elder Sister’s abnormal attitude must also be related to Prince Yi. However, she knew Ji Muqing’s temperament—if she had suffered grievances, she couldn’t possibly swallow them, unless Prince Yi had seized her weak point. Was it related to Elder Brother? Or something else?

She wouldn’t think about it anymore!