Chapter 276 Imprisoning Lin Qianqian: Three Months of Repentance
Chapter 276 Imprisoning Lin Qianqian: Three Months of Repentance
Murong Yi's face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were wide open as he glared at Lin Qianqian, his gaze as if he wanted to devour her alive.
His chest heaved violently, and his voice, hoarse with rage, roared, "Guards! Imprison the Ninth Princess in her room! She is forbidden to leave. She must reflect on her actions for three months, until she admits her mistakes!"
Xiaodie stood to the side, her face filled with a dilemma upon hearing this. Her eyes were filled with worry and heartache, and she subconsciously hugged Xiao Huaijin tightly in her arms, her gaze towards Lin Qianqian filled with reluctance.
Lin Qianqian stood there expressionless, but her heart was already dead. She stared straight at Murong Yi, her eyes empty and desperate, her lips trembling slightly, but she couldn't utter a single word.
All the love and trust she once had vanished in the face of Murong Yi's words, and she felt as if her whole world had collapsed at that moment.
Murong Yi stared at her for a while, and seeing that she still showed no intention of admitting her mistake, her anger intensified.
He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, turned and strode away, his departing figure filled with anger, as if venting his dissatisfaction to the surrounding air.
After Murong Yi left, the servants filed out, leaving the room empty except for Lin Qianqian, Xiao Die, and Xiao Huaijin, who was fast asleep in Xiao Die's arms.
Lin Qianqian seemed to have all her strength drained away. She swayed and slumped into the chair in front of the table, her eyes empty and confused.
She was filled with despair and sorrow. She had once thought that after she traveled to this strange world, she had finally found true love. Murong Yi's gentleness and care for her had gradually made her lower her guard and devote herself to this relationship.
But now, just because of a misunderstanding, he is so heartless, condemning her without even knowing the facts, which makes Lin Qianqian feel extremely cold-hearted.
At this moment, she was extremely disheartened. She wanted to cry but couldn't shed a tear. All the grievances and disappointments in her heart could only be kept inside.
Xiao Die gently placed the child on the bed, her movements delicate, afraid of waking the little one. Then, she slowly walked to Lin Qianqian's side, placed her hands on her shoulders, her eyes full of concern and heartache, and said softly, "Miss, please don't take it too hard. The Prince may have been confused by anger for a moment. He will understand your grievances once his anger subsides in a few days."
Lin Qianqian glanced at her, shook her head, and then smiled bitterly, thinking to herself, "I thought I had met someone who truly understood and loved me, someone who wouldn't easily misunderstand me. I never imagined I was so naive. All those sweet words from the past now seem like nothing but a bubble."
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of her parents and sister in another world. Having traveled for so long, this was the first time she had felt such a strong longing for them. In this strange world, her only support had now utterly disappointed her, and a wave of loneliness and helplessness instantly overwhelmed her.
"Dad~ Mom~ Xiao Wan, I really miss you so much!" Lin Qianqian lay on the table, tears streaming down her face. Gradually, she fell asleep without realizing it. In her dream, she saw her father, mother, and younger sister. The four of them were all happy and cheerful, chatting and laughing together.
Inside the dimly lit west wing, Su Wan'er sat gracefully at the table, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
Her face was covered in pale makeup, but her fierce eyes shone through the false embellishment.
At this moment, her eyes gleamed with triumph, and she radiated a twisted excitement, like a cunning fox that had finally succeeded.
"Hmph, Lin Qianqian, this time, I'll make you taste what it's like to be ignored!"
She spoke slowly and deliberately, her voice full of malice, as if she could already see Lin Qianqian looking distraught, and her smile grew even more arrogant.
At this moment, she caught a glimpse of Huan'er, who looked utterly dejected, out of the corner of her eye. She couldn't help but curl her lips in disgust, a hint of loathing flashing in her eyes. After glancing at her, she teased, "What's wrong? Feeling sorry for Lin Qianqian now?" Her tone was as if she were toying with a helpless little animal.
Huan'er shrank back, her face filled with despair. Hearing Su Wan'er's words, her lips trembled, and she stammered, "Your Highness, this servant..." Before she could finish speaking, Su Wan'er interrupted her.
“I’m telling you, you are my servant, my dog. If you dare betray me, I will kill you! And…”
Su Wan'er abruptly turned her head to look at the sleeping Jin Cheng on the bed, her face once again displaying that wicked smile, her tone brimming with threat, "If you die, then this child... I will slowly torture him..."
Upon hearing this, Huan'er's face turned deathly pale, her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground with a thud, her voice trembling with sobs: "Your Highness, I dare not! I will always be loyal to you and would never dare to have any disloyalty! Please spare the child, I will do anything!"
Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er raised her head, her nostrils flaring upwards, and looked down at Huan'er kneeling on the ground with an arrogant expression. She said with satisfaction, "You're smart enough to know what's good for you. As long as you behave, you'll naturally get your share of the benefits. If you dare to play any tricks, hmph, you know the consequences!"
"This servant dares not, this servant dares not~" Huan'er nodded obsequiously, tears streaming down her face.
Suddenly, footsteps approached from afar. Su Wan'er's ears perked up, and she recognized Murong Yi's footsteps. She immediately gave Huan'er a quick wink, and Huan'er understood. She quickly turned around, wiped away her tears, straightened her back, and tried to appear calm.
Then look at Su Wan'er, who instantly switched to a weak and helpless appearance, her face full of pain, and she began to wail, her voice weak and miserable.
Murong Yi strode into the room and, upon seeing Su Wan'er's condition, her eyes instantly filled with worry and heartache. She rushed to the bedside and anxiously asked, "Wan'er, how are you? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Su Wan'er weakly reached out a hand and grabbed Murong Yi's sleeve. Her voice was trembling with tears as she said coquettishly, "Your Highness, Wan'er is in so much pain. I feel like I can't hold on any longer. It's all my fault. I made my sister angry, and that's why I ended up like this. Am I too useless..." As she spoke, she began to sob, looking as if she had suffered a great injustice, which made people feel sorry for her. In reality, it was all a deliberate act.
Murong Yi frowned, his face full of heartache, and comforted her, "Wan'er, don't be afraid. I have already punished Lin Qianqian by confining her to her room for three months to reflect on her mistakes. If she still doesn't admit her mistakes and continues to be harsh to you, then I will imprison her for life! If that doesn't work, I... I will cripple her!"
Hearing this, Su Wan'er was secretly delighted, but feigned surprise on her face. She quickly waved her hand, pretending to be magnanimous, and said, "Your Highness, you mustn't! My sister definitely didn't mean it. Perhaps there's some misunderstanding. Maybe Wan'er did something wrong and upset my sister. Please don't do this for Wan'er's sake. It will only hurt my sister's feelings, and Wan'er can't bear it..."
Murong Yi looked at Su Wan'er with admiration in her eyes, gently stroked her hair, and said softly, "Wan'er, you are so kind, always thinking of others."
As he spoke, he gently pulled Su Wan'er into his arms, and the two embraced tightly.
Su Wan'er leaned against Murong Yi's chest, a slight smile playing on her lips, revealing a hint of ruthlessness that was barely perceptible. A cold glint flashed in her eyes, as if she were plotting her next scheme.
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