Chapter 82: Next time, I'll make sure you're child

riate, don't you think It might make people feel uncomfortable!""What's the matter Has Fifth Imperial Sister become self-conscious" Su Mo Yun proudly raised her eyebrows, not hearing anything amiss.Su...No matter how favored a concubine once was, once she was sent to the cold palace, she would almost never have another chance to leave.

As soon as she thought about the possibility of being stuck in that cold place forever, Helin Qing'er felt a surge of fear and unwillingness, "No! Don't! This palace absolutely will not go to the Cold Palace, don't go to the Cold Palace!"

The guard, ignoring her struggle, dragged her forcefully. As they passed Su Qingying, Helian Qing'er broke free from the two guards' grasp and rushed to Su Qingying's face, her eyes wide with fury, as if she wanted to tear her apart, "Su Qingying! It's you, you bitch! You did this to me, I want to kill you! You deceived me, you hurt me, even as a ghost, I won't let you go!"

"East Mountain's Fifth Princess..." Seeing Helin Qing'er rush towards Su Qingying, the guards immediately tensed up, afraid that Helin Qing'er would offend her.

Su Qingying narrowed her phoenix eyes, looking coldly at Helian Qing'er who rushed over. She didn't show any courtesy as she raised her leg and kicked her hard into the lake beside them, "Splash!"

"Help, I can't swim, help me! Cough, cough, help..." The kick landed squarely on her mouth. Helin Qing'er was in so much pain that she almost couldn't catch her breath, struggling frantically in the water, her face full of terror.

" "..." The two guards were dumbfounded. They had always heard that the Fifth Princess of Dongyue was arrogant and domineering, looking down on everyone. Unexpectedly, she was even more flamboyant than the rumors said, so fierce!

Su Qingying had no intention of saving her at all. She looked down at He Lianqing'er's sorry state with a cold and disdainful gaze, saying: "He Lianqing'er, do you know where you went wrong You are a person but you have the brain of a pig, your intelligence is low! If you can't accomplish anything, don't blame others, everything is your own fault!"

As soon as she thought about how last night, because of this idiot, she almost lost her virtue, the anger in her heart couldn't be suppressed.

"Oh, the Fifth Princess of Dongyue, Empress Shu..." Seeing that Helin Qing'er was about to drown, the guards quickly stepped forward and spoke.

Su Qingying's phoenix eyes swept across the crowd, her sharp gaze intimidating them into taking a step back. "She dared to insult this princess, clearly not putting our Dongyue Kingdom in her eyes. This princess would give her a kick and that would be light! Let her learn some sense! Alright, you go down and save her. This princess doesn't want to make too big a fuss."

Upon hearing this, the two guards immediately relaxed and said, "We thank you, Princess Dong Yue."

"Hmm." She responded coldly, turning to leave. Her head felt a little dizzy, so she rubbed her forehead, ignoring Helin Qing'er's shouts.

From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of that imperial color ahead. She paused for a moment, then swept her gaze over it.

Unexpectedly bumping into Xuanyuan Luocheng, Su Qingying's face instantly turned cold. She secretly regretted not being able to kick him to become a eunuch last night!

The silver needle in her hand shot out, narrowly grazing Xuanyuan Loch's cheek, leaving a fine bloodstain. She stared at him coldly, "Xuanyuan Loch, if I didn't consider the face of both nations, based on what you did last night alone, you would have died a hundred times over. If there is another time, I swear I will make you childless and lineage-broken, even if it means giving up everything I have!"

"Hmph! Such arrogant words!" At the sound, Xuan Yuan Luo Chen's face darkened. He almost forgot this woman's strange skills. Although he had dodged following the trajectory of her silver needle, he didn't expect the trajectory to be so bizarre, leaving him unprepared!

"You can try!" Su Qingying's voice was like ice, chilling one to the bone.

She left after uttering those words, turning away lest she stay any longer by Xuanyuan Luocheng's side and lose control, attacking him.

As she journeyed all the way back to Liúyún Palace, she saw Su Zǐyì sitting at a stone table beside her from afar.

Su Qingying's light footsteps turned as she walked towards him. Before she could speak, Su Ziyixian's warm and reproachful voice rang out: "Ying'er! Where did you run off to Why aren't you in the sleeping palace Where did you go this early morning"

Although it was a scolding, the concern in her words overflowed. Su Qingying's heart warmed, and she smiled: "Your Majesty, don't worry. I just went for a walk, nothing will happen. See, I'm fine, aren't I"

"You, you can have breakfast already" Looking into her bright eyes, Su Zixian sighed helplessly, reaching out to touch her head. He could never really blame her for anything.

"Well, I'm finished eating..."

"Ying'er! Ying'er! Quickly, someone fetch the imperial physician!" Just moments ago she was lively and playful, now she had suddenly fainted. Su Ziyi's heart leaped into his throat with fear.

As night fell, a gentle coolness descended.

"Yinger How are you feeling Is there anything uncomfortable about your body" Su Qingying lay on the bed, waking up groggily. She opened her eyes, and Su Ziyue's full of concern and worry imprinted in her eyes.

Su Qingying paused for a moment, her eyes softened instantly, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Brother Emperor, I'm fine, no need to worry. What happened to me just now"

Upon receiving the medicinal tonic from Xi'er, Su Ziyue frowned and couldn't help but reprimand her: "You caught a cold, fortunately it's not too serious. Ying'er, you really don't know how to take care of yourself. You're such a grown person and you didn't even realize you had a cold. Luckily, nothing major happened. If something happened to you, how would I explain it to Father"

"I'm sorry, brother. I know I was wrong. Please don't be angry with me. I'm most afraid of you getting angry." Su Qingying frowned and shook her head at the spoonful of medicine Su Zixiao extended to her.

The medicinal scent was not only strong but also extremely bitter, one sip at a time and I'm afraid it would kill you with bitterness! Su Qingying directly reached out to take the medicated meal and drank it gulp after gulp.

"Foolish girl, why would your elder brother be angry with you He's just worried about you. How are you feeling now" He gently wiped the remaining medicine stains from the corner of her mouth, looking at her with concern.

"Much better, just a little dizzy still."

Seeing her face pale with exhaustion, Su Ziyi couldn't bear to disturb her. He tucked the blanket around her and said with a thousand admonitions, "Well then, you should rest well. Your brother won't bother you. Remember, absolutely don't run out again."

Su Qingying nodded repeatedly and replied, "Hmm, I understand. I promise not to go out before it's better."

After Su Ziyi left, Su Qingying dismissed all the palace maids. She lay alone in bed, her head feeling slightly heavy and drowsiness creeping over her. She gently closed her eyes.

Since she had learned from the previous experience of Emperor Xuan Yuan Luo Chen, she now subconsciously switched to a state of alert around her environment. Just as she was about to fall asleep, her ears twitched, and there seemed to be an unusual sound in the air.

"Clang!" The silver needle was shot and lodged itself into the pillar beside him.

"You What are you doing here" Su Qingying stood up, her slender fingers holding silver needles, fully alert. But when she saw the person who came, she was stunned.

Jun Li Ye gently pushed the porcelain bowl in her hand towards her face. "Here, I'll give you some red sugar water. Drink it."

"For me" Su Qingying took the silver needle, tilting her head in bewilderment. On weekdays, she was quite sharp-tongued, but now her words were stumbling. Su Ziyue instantly guessed her intention, his eyes dimmed slightly, and a few strands of melancholy surged from the bot...