Tonight, there were indeed no guards at the gate.
Chu Qianli stepped out, and it was surprisingly smooth.
She walked along a small path, intending to go to Wuzhou Garden to see if Xi'er had gone to find Feng Yexuan.
Xi'er had said she would help her, most likely by telling Feng Yexuan about those three days.
But that girl was still too naive. Given Feng Yexuan's current relationship with her, and the conflict they had today, even if Xi'er revealed what happened those three days, Feng Yexuan might not believe it.
He might even think she had instructed Xi'er to sow discord in front of him.
It wasn't that the matter couldn't be revealed, but rather that the right opportunity had to be found for him to discover the truth himself.
After returning from Heifeng Ridge, Chu Qianli had already decided on the path she needed to take.
Xi'er was too anxious.
Before she even reached the entrance of Wuzhou Garden, she saw two maids rushing over.
Their target was Wuzhou Garden.
"That wretched girl, she deserves to die. What if something happens to Miss?"
"Let's tell the Prince first. Quickly! Hurry!"
These were maids from Chu Huaiyu's courtyard.
What wretched girl? What deserves to die?
Chu Qianli's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose.
She didn't go to Wuzhou Garden. This time, she headed directly to Liuli Pavilion, where Chu Huaiyu resided.
Liuli Pavilion was in chaos. Many doctors, many people, even Qingming, who was injured after being beaten, had arrived.
Everyone was guarding outside Chu Huaiyu's door, unsure of what had happened inside the room.
It seemed a doctor had gone in.
"Xi'er!"
As Chu Qianli entered, she smelled blood. Upon closer inspection, she saw a young maid lying in a pool of blood.
Her posture clearly indicated she had been thrown out and discarded in this corner.
It was Xi'er! It was actually Xi'er!
"Xi'er!"
Chu Qianli lunged forward and scooped her up.
A pair of scissors was embedded in Xi'er's chest, and she was bleeding profusely.
The blood on the ground had been flowing for a long time.
"Xi'er, how could this happen? How could this happen?"
Chu Qianli was terrified. She immediately placed Xi'er on the ground, adjusted her body, and prepared to administer aid with her needle bag.
However, before her silver needle could fall, her hand was firmly grasped.
Someone grabbed her hand and forcefully threw her aside.
"How dare you have your person poison Huaiyu? You wicked woman!"
Qingming's eyes were red with anger. After throwing her, he lunged forward and grabbed her by the neck.
"Why are you so malicious? Why must you try to kill Huaiyu? Why?"
"Let go of me! Let go of me! I need to save Xi'er!"
Chu Qianli, in a frenzy, thrust the silver needle in her hand forcefully towards Qingming.
The scissors were precisely in the position of Xi'er's heart.
With so much blood loss, Xi'er might truly be beyond saving!
Even if she were a divine physician, she had no confidence.
Xi'er was too severely injured, too severely!
If she wasn't treated immediately, she would truly not survive!
Qingming had been hit with a stick earlier and was still injured. Unwittingly, she managed to stab the back of his hand.
A sharp pain shot through his hand, and the crimson in his eyes became even more frenzied.
Seeing Chu Qianli, who had taken advantage of his momentary distraction, scramble to her feet to escape.
Qingming, without a second thought, grabbed her long hair and yanked her back forcefully.
With a crack, Chu Qianli was pulled back and fell heavily to the ground again.
This time, she fell hard. Her mouth opened, and a mouthful of fresh blood gushed out.
She had no strength left in her body and couldn't get up at all.
"Xi'er..."
But she still wanted to get up, she had to get up.
Xi'er was waiting for her, Xi'er was dying!
"Let go..."
However, her acupoints had been sealed by Feng Yexuan. Not only did she have no internal energy, but her strength was also half of what it usually was.
Even though Qingming was injured, he was still far more powerful than her.
Qingming stepped on her hand, and she didn't even have the strength to get up.
"Let go of me, please, please, let go of me, I need to save Xi'er, let go..."
Just as she was about to get up, she was struck back by Qingming with a palm.
After this blow, she spat out more blood, her vision darkened, and she almost fainted.
"Let go..."
"Do not save that slut! She poisoned Huaiyu, she deserves to die!"
Qingming, like a madman, struck her with a palm, but it still didn't appease his rage!
He raised his arm, and this palm strike was heavy!
It was clearly intended to take her life!
Anyone who harmed Huaiyu must die!
They must all die!
He would kill this mistress and servant, kill them, and avenge Huaiyu!
"Chu Qianli, go to hell!"
This palm strike descended fiercely.
With a bang, someone was sent flying by the palm force, crashing heavily into a large tree nearby.
The tree trunk, as thick as a human body, snapped with a creak.
The person who was struck flew out, rolled onto the ground, spitting blood, and could no longer get up.
"Your... Your Highness..."
Those who had been watching the spectacle from the side were now trembling, filled with dread.
The killing intent in the Prince's eyes was terrifying...
Looking at the person who had been sent flying and broken the tree, who else could it be but Qingming?
His Highness had struck Qingming so severely for Chu Qianli...
"Drag him away and lock him up for me!"
Feng Yexuan clenched his fist. If it weren't for the sliver of reason still remaining, his palm strike just now would have killed Qingming!
"Yes!" Two guards acknowledged the order and dragged the severely injured and unconscious Qingming away.
Leng Ji looked anxiously at the dragged Qingming, then at Chu Qianli, who was lying on the ground, injured by Qingming: "Miss Li..."
Chu Qianli was still struggling to get up from the ground.
Feng Yexuan reached out to help her, but she pushed him away.
She stumbled, got up, and swayed towards Xi'er.
Finally, she knelt beside Xi'er.
Her trembling fingers tried to remove the silver needle, but for some reason, the needle wouldn't come out.
Her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't grasp the tiny silver needle.
It was her hand injured by Qingming's foot. Her fingers had no strength at all, as if the bones had been crushed.
Despite the bone-piercing pain, she felt no pain at all now.
She just wanted to remove the needle, stop Xi'er's bleeding, seal Xi'er's acupoints, and give Xi'er a chance to live.
She couldn't hold the needle anymore.
Xi'er's eyes, which had long lost their pupils, saw the last glimmer of light disappearing.
"Princess Consort..."
Xi'er's cracked lips trembled one last time. With all her might, she uttered the only sentence she could: "...I... did not... poison..."
The last glimmer of light in her eyes finally vanished completely.
"Xi'er, Xi'er..."
Chu Qianli's hands trembled as she felt for Xi'er's breath and then her pulse on her neck.
Gone. Everything was gone.
No breath, no pulse.
Everything had disappeared.
Her Xi'er had completely disappeared.
Suddenly, a woman's desperate roar echoed through the courtyard: "Ah..."
Heart-wrenching.
Anger.
Sorrow.
Lingering for a long time.