eurekapd Chapter 214 Drugging Pei Yunjing...
Chapter 214 Drugging Pei Yunjing...
She carefully picked up a snow-white, silky cloth, gently dipped it in water, and carefully wiped her slightly haggard but still beautiful face.
Each touch was incredibly gentle, as if afraid of hurting oneself.
After wiping it clean, she slowly raised her head, her clear, watery eyes beginning to survey the small, simple room.
The room was so cramped that it was practically transparent.
Upon entering, one can see to the end of the room at a glance. The only furniture inside consists of a dilapidated bed and an equally simple wooden square table.
The bedding on the bed was thin and somewhat worn, as if it had endured countless sleepless nights.
On the wooden table sat an oil lamp, its wick long since burned out, leaving only a thick layer of ash.
Apart from that, there wasn't a single decent piece of furniture in the entire house.
Even so, for her, this environment was already paradise compared to the laundry department she had been in before.
The laundry room was permeated with a damp and cold atmosphere all day long, making people feel a bone-chilling cold.
Every day, they not only had to endure heavy labor, their hands becoming red and swollen from being soaked in the cold well water, but they also had to be constantly on guard against the stern reprimands and merciless whippings of Aunt Zhao, the steward.
Here, not only can one see the Sixth Prince every day, but one can also temporarily escape the endless torment and enjoy a rare moment of peace.
She moved to the wall, where a small bronze mirror hung.
The person in the mirror has a beautiful face, but there is a faint trace of sorrow in their eyes.
She stretched out her slender fingers and gently stroked her cheek, murmuring to herself:
"Sixth Prince, so you pitied me back then only because of this face of mine..." His words were filled with self-mockery and an indescribable sorrow.
It turns out that Nian Nian had met Pei Yun Jing once before their first meeting at the palace gate.
Back then, Niannian was a nameless little beggar wandering the capital. During the malaria outbreak, she received many unfamiliar medicines and strange masks.
The people whispered among themselves, spreading an exciting piece of news:
It turns out that the mysterious figure who often left the palace to save the common people was actually the incomparably noble Sixth Prince!
Everyone praised the prince for his compassion for the people and his concern for their well-being, saying that he was like a savior who had descended from heaven.
From that time on, the name "Pei Yunjing" was deeply imprinted in her heart.
Whenever the night is quiet, she can't help but think of that legendary figure, her heart filled with curiosity and longing.
Despite the ravages of malaria, she managed to survive thanks to Pei Yunjing's protection.
However, as time went on, the desire to see the Sixth Prince's face grew stronger and stronger.
Finally, during that rare freezing rain not long ago, the opportunity quietly arrived.
Hearing that the Sixth Prince would personally inspect the disaster area and distribute relief supplies, Nian Nian was extremely excited and arrived early in the crowd to eagerly await his arrival.
After a long wait, she finally saw the person she had been longing for—Pei Yunjing.
He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, with a handsome and dashing face, and an innate nobility emanating from his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes.
At that moment, Nian Nian was stunned. No wonder so many young ladies from prominent families in the capital were so enamored with her!
What amazed everyone even more was that the Sixth Prince was not only handsome, but also possessed extraordinary skills;
They always manage to conjure up some strange yet extremely practical gadgets, cleverly resolving various crises and allowing the suffering people to be reborn.
That day, when the supplies were being distributed, Niannian was so excited and nervous that she could only watch the Sixth Prince's busy figure from afar.
Even so, with just that fleeting glimpse, the 12-year-old girl's heart was completely captivated;
She never imagined that her destiny would arrive so suddenly and at such a perfect time.
Perhaps it was fate, but not long after, by sheer chance, Nian Nian was fortunate enough to become a spy under Consort Wan.
From that moment on, she took another step closer to the man she loved...
In that instant, the once calm window was marked with an eerie pattern as if drawn by an invisible paintbrush. A dark shadow flashed by, like a ghost in the night, disappearing in an instant.
!!!
who is it? ? ?
Nian Nian's heart suddenly tightened, her heartbeat quickened, and a strange fear and curiosity intertwined, causing her to suddenly jump up from her seat.
She walked quickly to the small, exquisite paper window, the patterns on the window frame appearing exceptionally clear in the moonlight.
Every year, with a gentle pull, the window would open with a soft creak.
She held her breath and looked closely. On the narrow windowsill, in an inconspicuous corner, there was something.
The object was only the size of a palm, tightly wrapped in a thick layer of kraft paper, as if it were hiding some unspeakable secret.
Nian Nian's curiosity grew even stronger, and she leaned out slightly, looking around the window.
The night was as dark as ink, and all around was quiet, without even the slightest sound of wind, let alone a single person.
"This is really strange. Who could it be?" Nian Nian muttered to herself as she reached for the package.
Her fingers lightly touched the parchment paper, feeling its roughness. Then, year after year, she closed the window again, returned to her table, and was filled with doubt and unease.
Sitting at the table, Nian Nian, with a feeling of unease, carefully began to unpack the package.
"What on earth is this???"
Her fingers trembled slightly as she peeled back the layers of the parchment, finally revealing the contents. It was a packet of white powder, as fine as snow, with a note lying quietly beside it.
Nian Nian quickly picked up the note and examined it carefully. On it, written in a flamboyant style, were the words: "For the sixth generation of mourning!"
Below the handwriting was a round pattern, which was a secret code she and Consort Wan had agreed upon in private.
Upon seeing the circle, Nian Nian immediately understood—this packet of powder was meant to poison Pei Yun Jing!
Thinking of this, her face turned deathly pale, and she felt a chill run down her spine.
Nian Nian gritted her teeth, quickly raised her hand, and brought the note close to the candle flame on the table. The flame licked the note, and soon it was lit.
Meanwhile, he stared intently at the burning paper until it was completely reduced to ashes, then let out a long sigh of relief.
However, she still couldn't find peace in her heart...
Should she drug Pei Yunjing or not? Nian Nian was deeply conflicted, her gaze fixed on the pure white powder…