The Wife Who Brews Poison Wants a Divorce

Chapter 12: Provocation (2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Yin Chujin raised her head and rolled her eyes at her. “With a timid maid like you, am I supposed to rely on you instead of myself?”

Zhu’er looked at her in embarrassment and scratched her head. She suddenly thought of a question and asked worriedly, “Your Highness, if His Highness finds out about this, will he…”

“Yes!” Yin Chujin nodded affirmatively and looked at the sky. At the latest, Xiao Yelei would come looking for her tomorrow. “Zhu’er, clean up the bowls and chopsticks after eating. Then, you can go and rest.”

If she wanted to not be bullied tomorrow, she had to concoct a drug later.

As Yin Chujin had expected, just after the morning court assembly the next day, Xiao Yelei led a few attendants and kicked open the small broken door of Wuyuan with a dark expression. Looking at the door that was shaking non-stop under the aftershocks, Yin Chujin seriously thought about when it would break down.

“Your Highness, what brings you here?”

“Yin Chujin, it looks like you don’t know what it means to live a peaceful life. You think you’re living a very comfortable life in Wuyuan, right? Who are you to teach a lesson to a woman I dote on? Don’t think that you can do whatever you want in the Xiao Manor just because you’re a princess. In my opinion, you’re nothing, so don’t expect me to have any feelings for you!”

Seeing Xiao Yelei press forward dangerously, Yin Chujin could only retreat step by step. God knew that this man’s most common trick was to strangle her neck and pinch her chin. Furthermore, he did not know how to control his strength at all.

“Your Highness, I don’t know what you mean.” Yin Chujin was forced into a corner by him. The moment he reached out, she flashed out from under his arm. At the same time, the medicinal powder hidden in her sleeve scattered. This Xiao Yelei was really extraordinarily narcissistic. Didn’t he see that she was avoiding him like a snake? He thought that she liked him!

“Tell me yourself. What did you do to Cuiyan yesterday? Her right wrist is so red and swollen.” Xiao Yelei was stunned for a moment that she had escaped from him so easily, but he quickly returned to his senses and turned around to continue staring at her.

“Your Highness, I guarantee that I stayed in Wuyuan obediently and didn’t go anywhere. Yesterday evening, your beloved concubine came looking for me by herself. I don’t know what she said to you, but I didn’t do anything.” Yin Chujin smiled innocently, then pretended to scratch an itch.

“Zhu’er, do you feel very itchy? This house hasn’t been cleaned for too long. It’s probably not clean. The sycamore tree in the courtyard has been shedding. Recently I’ve been feeling itchy whenever I pass by there.”

Yin Chujin scratched for a while and saw that Xiao Yelei’s body was also moving uncomfortably. However, he did not dare to ruin his image in front of her and Zhu’er.

“It’s itchy, it’s itchy. I can’t take it anymore.” Yin Chujin scratched and ran into the courtyard. When Zhu’er saw this, she ran out as well. The servants in the courtyard were all busy scratching. Their faces, necks, and arms were red from the scratching.

Stealthily peeking into the house, she saw that Xiao Yelei began to scratch himself. His face was dark and he glared at Yin Chujin as he left the house. With a flick of his sleeves, he disappeared with the servants.

Yin Chujin looked at Xiao Yelei’s disappearing figure with satisfaction. She shrugged and turned around to see Zhu’er scratching her face.

“Zhu’er, what are you doing? We’re done acting.” She did not do anything to Zhu’er.

Zhu’er still couldn’t stop scratching. “Acting? But Princess, I really feel itchy.”

“It’s just a psychological effect, unless you’re really allergic to the catkins of the sycamore tree.” Yin Chujin entered the hut and took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box. She threw it to Zhu’er and continued reading the medical books.

“Zhu’er, can you read?”

Zhu’er nodded, then shook her head. “Princess, I only know a few words.”

“Forget it!” Yin Chujin sighed and continued to decipher the words in the medical book. She wasn’t in the field of ancient language research, so she really didn’t know many of the words that looked like earthworms crawling.

Looking at the princess’s furrowed brows, Zhu’er asked carefully, “Princess, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten how to read?”

“More or less.” After flipping through it for a while, she realized that she couldn’t guess most of the meanings in the sentences, so she could only give up. Yin Chujin leaned back on the bed and placed her hands behind her head as she thought seriously. She had drugged him today. He would suffer when he returned. After today’s incident, he probably wouldn’t come to her Wuyuan again in a short period of time. Then, could she plan to sneak out of the residence and prepare some medicine?

That night, after Zhu’er fell asleep, Yin Chujin changed into light clothes and put on a veil. She climbed out of the Xiao Manor from the wall in the courtyard. Wuyuan was in the most remote corner of the Xiao Manor, separated by a wall and a dark alley that led to the street.

Other than the night watchman, the entire street was exceptionally quiet. Yin Chujin stopped in her tracks and rubbed the space between her eyebrows. She had actually forgotten that this wasn’t the modern era. There wasn’t even a shadow in the middle of the night, let alone a pharmacy. She had made a wasted trip, but it wasn’t convenient for her to come out during the day…

Just as she was in a daze, she heard the sound of a carriage approaching from the direction of the palace. Yin Chujin hid in the alley. Soon, she saw a luxurious carriage driving past on the street. She vaguely heard a familiar voice…

“Second Prince, is there a need to leave the palace just for a drink?”

“Senior Brother, I’m drinking outside the palace because I’m considering your identity. Why are you pretending to be sick…”

The voice got further and further away, and eventually disappeared without a trace. Yin Chujin’s mind spun, and she recalled from the familiar voice that the first person to speak was Sheng Yiming. From the way he addressed him, the other person in the carriage was the Second Prince, the Princess’s Second Brother. Were they fellow disciples?

After the carriage left for a long time, Yin Chujin finally thought of going back. Just as she was about to come out of the alley, she suddenly realized that a hand had grabbed her foot. Her heart skipped a beat, and her first reaction was to kick the unknown object away. Then, she heard a muffled groan coming from the dark alley.

Intuitively, she guessed that it was a woman.

“Who are you?” Yin Chujin stared coldly at the unknown figure in the darkness.

After a long time, the black ball moved and reached out to grab Yin Chujin again. “Save… me…”