Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince-Chapter 73 - The Princess of Qi Must Die Without a Doubt

“The Princess need not trouble herself, the Prince has said, such items are in abundance in the Prince Residence.”

She was too lazy to beat around the bush.

Whether it was hairpins or anything else, the Prince Qiu Residence lacked for nothing.

Lingya clearly understood her meaning; she was warning her not to set her sights on Prince Qiu.

However, in terms of cunning, how could a mere Princess Consort be her match?

Lingya snapped the hairpin in half, letting the sharp edge cut through her palm, blood eagerly surging forth.

Tears began to appear in her eyes, “Why would the Princess Consort say such things to hurt me?

Lingya merely admires Prince Qiu, that’s all.”

“Lingya also knows that the Prince has profound affection for the Princess Consort and has never thought to disrupt that, I only wish the Princess Consort could accept me.”

Qi Yu watched her self-harm with cold detachment, thinking that she indeed had a ruthless streak.

At least it was much stronger than Qi Anran’s tactic of fake crying and then slinging mud.

With those words, she not only conveyed her desire to marry Prince Qiu, creating an image of herself as deeply affectionate but also took the opportunity to smear Qi Yu, painting her in a few words as a jealous woman who would not let things go even when she was right.

If it weren’t for the inappropriate setting, she would have felt like giving Lingya a round of applause.

Lingya bit her lip and continued sobbing, “I only wished to win the Princess Consort’s favor with a gift, but I never imagined the Princess Consort would humiliate me like this!”

As she spoke, tears began to flow slowly from those captivating eyes, shattering the hearts of onlookers.

Unfortunately, Qi Yu was not swayed by such displays; she even felt like cracking some melon seeds.

Adi, seeing his own Princess wounded, pointed at Qi Yu in a fury, “This is outrageous!”

Noble Consort An continued to instigate, “It is well-known that the Princess Consort of Qiu is jealous, and until now there has been no one else in the Prince Residence, but I never thought that the Princess Consort of Qiu could not even tolerate someone like Princess Lingya, which is really chilling.”

Her outward appearance was one of righteous indignation, but inside, she was bursting with joy.

Qi Yu waited for them to finish talking, then slowly stood up and said to the maid beside her, “Why haven’t you sent for the Imperial Physician yet?”

The maid, with her head lowered, scurried out quickly.

The atmosphere inside the hall was unbearably suffocating!

“My Princess is injured like this, and you, Princess Consort of Qiu, think to dismiss it with just a few words?” Adi knew she had deliberately delayed calling for the Imperial Physician until now, his eyes red with anger.

Qi Yu glanced at him with a sneer, “Did your Princess receive this wound because the Princess Consort forced the hairpin into her hand?”

Adi was speechless with rage but could not refute her.

Indeed, the wound was self-inflicted by Princess Lingya with the hairpin.

Lingya hung her head, looking at the fresh red blood on her hand, her gaze carrying a sliver of icy coldness.

This Noble Consort Qi is really something special.

No matter how others mocked or ridiculed her, she always managed to keep her cool.

And she even intentionally dragged out the time, waiting until her blood had nearly stopped before sending for the Imperial Physician.

She neither responded directly to my words nor shifted everyone else’s attention back to her wound.

Qi Yu didn’t think as much as the others did.

She simply felt that since Princess Lingya loved to act so much, she might as well let her act to her heart’s content.

When she grew tired of listening, she would find some excuse to interrupt.

In this way, she not only watched the play but also avoided arguing directly with anyone.

When Lou Qingming was summoned, he thought a serious incident had occurred.

Seeing Princess Lingya’s hand with a wound that was almost healed, the corner of his mouth twitched.

“Divine Doctor Lou might need to bandage it.

Princess Lingya’s wound appears quite severe!” Qi Yu said deliberately.

Lou Qingming glanced at it and responded emotionlessly, “Your Highness need not worry, this wound looks severe but is only superficial.

If I had come any later, I’m afraid it would already have healed.”

Qi Yu couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

This Divine Doctor Lou really didn’t give face to anyone.

Lingya’s face turned pale, and she lowered her head without saying a word.

Adi, still childish at heart, felt humiliated as well and couldn’t help but retort, “Had not Your Highness dropped that hairpin, our Princess would not have been injured!”

Qi Yu raised her brows slightly, “So a hairpin can cause injury upon touch?

Could it be that the Princess gave me not a mere hairpin but a deadly weapon?”

“You!” Adi didn’t expect her to distort his words like that.

He originally thought this Consort from Prince Qiu Residence was just a sickly beauty, but she turned out to be so sharp-tongued.

With just that comment, it made the Princess seem as if she harbored ulterior motives, turning white into black.

Qi Anran watched from the side, her heart pounding at the sudden reversal of the situation within just a few sentences.

When had this fool acquired such skill?

Noble Consort An did not dare to continue the conversation, fearing that Princess Lingya would be painted as plotting to murder the Consort of Prince Qiu Residence, and hurriedly left with her entourage.

Once she left, it was not appropriate for Qi Anran to stay behind either.

Moreover, even though she and Princess Lingya had already reached a secret agreement, she definitely could not let it be known that they were on the same side publicly.

Watching the two of them leave one after the other, the mockery at the bottom of Lingya’s eyes slowly turned into gravity.

Her eyes narrowed slightly; it seemed she had underestimated the Consort of Prince Qiu Residence.

However, no matter how eloquent Qi Yu was, Lingya’s marriage to the Prince was already a done deal.

After her wound was bandaged, Lingya left with Adi.

Before leaving, she cast a meaningful glance at Qi Yu, “A melon forced from its vine is not sweet; why deceive yourself, Your Highness?”

Qi Yu’s mouth curled into a smile as she said leisurely, “A forced melon isn’t sweet, true, but it quenches thirst.”

After speaking, without waiting for Lingya to retort, she waved her hand with a candid smile, “Safe travels, Princess.

I shall not see you out.”

Back at the hostel, Adi was worried when he saw that his mistress’s complexion was off, “Princess, this Consort of Prince Qiu is indeed not easy to handle.”

Lingya placed the silver hairpin, which had broken into two pieces, on the table, her brows and eyes lifting, her forehead bellflower jumping in response.

Her eyes gleamed fiercely as she declared confidently, “The Poisonous Insect poison has been set, the Consort of Prince Qiu is doomed.”