The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Chapter 203 Expelled from the Palace

That night.

It was time to rest, but Consort Lin was still copying Buddhist scriptures in Xuanyang Palace.

Ji Quan's words kept echoing in her mind: "What happened back then, you'll have to ask your father; I've forgotten the past now. Besides, we'll be seeing each other every day, so please, Your Majesty, take care of yourself."

Consort Lin's mind was in turmoil, and she wrote faster and faster.

"Your Majesty..." Dongqing watched anxiously and with heartache. As a servant born into the Lin family, she naturally knew all about the past.

With the candlelight flickering, Consort Lin made a heavy stroke on the paper, instantly soaking through the entire page.

Her face was expressionless, but she sighed heavily and murmured, "Tang Yu."

Dongqing was so frightened that she quickly looked around and whispered a reminder: "Your Majesty, you mustn't..."

Consort Lin put down her pen and said with a bitter smile, "Dongqing, he was the one who abandoned me first, so why is he blaming me now?"

"Perhaps...perhaps there is some reason..." Dong Qing felt dazed. Lin Fei's current appearance was exactly the same as it was ten years ago.

She quickly knelt down, tears welling in her eyes, and said to Consort Lin, "Your Highness, please don't do this. Weren't the injuries you suffered ten years ago enough?"

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, as if waking Lin Fei. She looked at Dong Qing, whose eyes were glistening with tears, and said with a bitter smile, "Dong Qing, you're the only one who truly cares about me..."

"My lady..."

After a long rain following the wind, the night fell and the house was shrouded in darkness. The master and servant were naturally unnoticed, but someone was watching them from the shadows.

……

A vast palace could not possibly host only one play.

Outside Changning Hall.

"Please inform her again for me, I really want to see Sister Jiang." Shen Mengru's words were filled with anxiety.

For some reason, Jiang Qing suddenly stopped paying attention to her these past few days, and even the beauty-enhancing soup she had ordered Lingxi Palace to send her every day had stopped. She found this very strange and tried to see Jiang Qing several times, but was repeatedly turned away.

No, this isn't right, Shen Mengru felt uneasy.

"Consort Shen, Her Majesty has truly retired for the night." The palace maid looked at Shen Mengru with a troubled expression.

Shen Mengru gritted her teeth, "I'll just go in and take a look. I won't disturb you for too long."

Just then, the voice of the palace maid Xiaoyou came from inside the door, "Consort Shen, there's no need to bother you. Her Majesty will not see you."

After saying that, Xiaoyou turned and left without looking back, and forcefully closed the palace gate.

Outside, it was pouring rain, as if it would drown everything in the endless curtain of rain.

Shen Mengru stood at the palace gate, staring at the tightly closed doors, her heart filled with anger and frustration. She couldn't understand how things had turned out this way.

At that moment, an overwhelming sense of humiliation and injustice washed over her, yet she was powerless to do anything about it. She could only grit her teeth and resolutely rush into the rain.

In contrast, inside Changning Hall, the finest charcoal fire filled the entire room with warmth.

Jiang Qing leaned against the bed and asked, "Gone?"

"Yes, as you instructed, I deliberately didn't bring an umbrella for Consort Shen. With the rain so heavy, she'll surely catch a cold when she gets back," Xiaoyou replied, her eyes shining. She was secretly pleased; her mistress had finally come up with a plan.

"That's good."

Since Jing Anle's advice, she knew she couldn't take the risk, regardless of whether it was true or not.

"Has everything been explained to Lingxi Palace?"

Xiaoyou said smugly, "Your Majesty, rest assured, everything has been arranged."

Lingxi Palace.

When Shen Mengru returned, the gates of Lingxi Palace were tightly shut, but the rain showed no sign of stopping; in fact, it poured down even harder. Therefore, no matter how much she knocked, no one answered.

"Auntie, open the door!"

"Hey, is anyone there?!"

The rain almost knocked her over, and she could barely open her eyes. Just as she was about to give up, the door creaked open.

Shen Mengru was overjoyed and said, "Auntie..."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she fainted due to exhaustion.

The next day.

When Shen Mengru groggily woke up, all she could see was the narrow roof of the sedan chair. Her body swayed, and she immediately realized something was wrong. Ignoring her discomfort, she crawled to the sedan chair door, trying to open it, but found she couldn't open it no matter what she did.

Undeterred, she went to open the sedan chair window, only to find it sealed shut as well.

"Open the door, open the door quickly!" Shen Mengru pounded on the sedan chair door, but there was no response from outside. She could only feel the carriage speeding up and faster.

Perhaps the people outside finally heard the commotion, for they replied, "Consort Shen, oh no, Miss Shen, please stop this fussing. You've fallen seriously ill and need to be sent out of the palace immediately."

Shen Mengru's expression changed drastically in an instant, and she shouted, "What did you say? What acute illness? I'm not sick!"

"Open the door! I'm not sick!"

"I still want to participate in the talent show, I still want to be a VIP, let me out!"

“Ahhhhh!

The coachman outside, who frequently traveled to and from the palace and was accustomed to seeing the concubines and maids who had been punished and sent away, said lazily, "I advise you not to struggle, young lady. The carriage has already left the palace." After saying that, he said no more and urged the horse to hurry on its way.

But the person inside the sedan chair wouldn't listen at all, still screaming and struggling wildly, but it was all in vain. Coupled with their weak body, they soon fainted again.