Chapter 20 - Agreement (2)

Yin Chujin smiled and leaned close to his ear again. "No! Do you believe in the soul leaving the body? The real Yin Chujin has already died in your hands!"

Then, she ignored the surprise in his eyes and waved her index finger in front of him. "I have nothing else to say! How is it? Have you considered it? If you have… Leng'er, give him the agreement!"

Leng'er took out a piece of paper from her pocket and spread it out in front of Xiao Yelei. He glanced at it casually and realized that it was indeed what she had just said. It seemed that she had already planned it and was just waiting for him to fall into the net.

Xiao Yelei glared at Yin Chujin coldly before signing his name and pressing his thumbprint at the end.

"The antidote!"

Yin Chujin put away the agreement and took out a pill from a medicine bottle. She handed it to him and watched him swallow it. Then, she took two steps back and said casually, "That antidote didn't cure all the poison in your body. It only extended your life. I'll give you one every month. If you don't take the medicine for a month, you'll still bleed from your seven orifices and die."

When Xiao Yelei heard this, his eyes widened as if he would rush over and kill her in the next moment.

"You tricked me!"

"I'm not interested in playing with you, but if I don't have any bargaining chips, I won't be able to live peacefully in the Xiao Manor. As long as you fulfill those requirements, I'll definitely give you the antidote on time. Don't worry, the poison will transform into a Gu in your body. As long as it doesn't act up, it won't affect you at all." After Yin Chujin finished speaking, she turned around and walked into the house. At the same time, she flicked her sleeve to remove the poison from their bodies. "The agreement will take effect from now on. Bring your people out of Wuyuan. As long as you let my mother go, you can bring Ye Xin over to let me diagnose at any time."

No matter how unwilling Xiao Yelei was, he could only leave first. Today, he had fallen into her trap. It was his miscalculation that caused him to fall from a high position to a low position. However, since she could develop poison and poison him invisibly, she would have a plan sooner or later.

After Xiao Yelei left with the guards, Leng'er wiped her sword and sheathed it. She calmly returned to the round table and pointed at Yin Chujin's handwriting. Zhu'er knelt by the door and trembled for a long time before she regained her senses. Her teeth chattered as she trembled non-stop, "Prin… Princess, just… just now…"

"Zhu'er, come and grind the ink."

"Yes… Yes…" Zhu'er pushed herself up from the wooden door and ran towards Yin Chujin. On the way, she almost knocked over her chair. "Princess…"

"Remember what I told you before. Don't ask too much about what you shouldn't know."

"Yes!" Zhu'er nodded shakily, her hands shaking as she ground the ink.

Days passed in peace, and Xiao Yelei kept his promise. No one from the Xiao Manor came to the secluded courtyard to disturb her. Three meals a day were served on time, and even Zhu'er and Leng'er's autumn clothes were made up, not to mention Yin Chujin's silks and jewelry. However, Consort Zhao was still not released.

Zhu'er's eyes lit up when she saw that the small room was filled with boxes. Yin Chujin reached out and flicked her head. "You'll sleep on the boxes in the future."

"No, Princess…"

Yin Chujin rolled her eyes at her and walked out of the house to take care of the plants she had planted earlier. Leng'er would often follow her at this time.

Zhu'er and Leng'er were two polar opposites. One of them was usually chattering non-stop, while the other would never speak unless it was absolutely necessary. The other was as timid as a mouse, and the other was fearless and brave… Yin Chujin comforted herself that the two of them complemented each other.

Over the past few days, Yin Chujin had been living very comfortably. Other than concocting medicine, she spent the rest of her time planting flowers and plants and practicing her calligraphy. She had also learned a lot of ancient words, but the words she wrote were still not flattering. She did not hold back in front of Zhu'er and Leng'er, and also began to concoct medicine during the day. If there was any medicine missing, Leng'er would immediately climb over the wall and buy it for her. Although they were allowed to enter and exit the Xiao Manor freely, Leng'er was still used to taking shortcuts. No matter how slow Zhu'er was, she could sense that this princess was not the same as before. She had followed the princess for seven years and knew the princess very well. The previous princess did not know medicine at all, but she still kept her mouth shut no matter how puzzled she was.

Finally, a few days later, Steward Wang appeared at the entrance of the small courtyard to deliver a message. Xiao Yelei had prepared a carriage at the entrance of the Imperial Residence and was about to take her out of the residence. She knew his intentions the moment she heard him. After packing up, she planned to follow Steward Wang.

Zhu'er and Leng'er quickly caught up, but were stopped by Steward Wang.

"Princess Consort, Prince Xiao told you to go alone."

Zhu'er stopped in her tracks and took a step back, but Leng'er pretended not to hear him. She waved away Steward Wang's arm and followed Yin Chujin. Yin Chujin was touched but did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Leng'er, stay here and take care of our Wuyuan! I'm fine. Don't forget that the Prince's poison has yet to be cured. His life is still in my hands. He won't dare to do anything to me." For the past few days, Wuyuan had been treated very well, proving that no physician could cure the poison in Xiao Yelei's body. Her special poison used her blood as the Gu King. If she didn't want to, no one in this world could cure it.

Leng'er hesitated for a while before she finally nodded and returned to the small courtyard.

After leaving the Xiao Manor, she saw a gorgeous carriage parked at the entrance. Xiao Yelei was waiting in front on a big brown horse, looking down at her from above. His urgent gaze made her footsteps stiffen for a moment.

After not seeing her for a few days, the feeling he gave her had changed drastically. He looked at her with less hatred than before, but more anger and disgust. Perhaps he believed that she was not Yin Chujin. His hatred was only directed at the Yin royal family, and his anger and disgust for her were mostly because he refused to admit defeat. A chauvinist was unwilling to admit that he had lost to a woman he looked down on!