Chapter 211: Conditions, coming to terms is necessary
Poison Genius Consort
âSince you cared so much, why abandon her in the first place?â Han Yunxi asked mildly as she bent down to pick up the needles. Her careless air made Grand Concubine Yi more angry and terrified.
âHan Yunxi, donât think you can do anything with this secret. Iâm telling you now, youâre part of the Duke of Qinâs estate too. Weâre on the same ship, so it wonât be good for you either if this spreads! Even if Wanru made thousands or ten thousand mistakes, donât even think of touching a hair on her head!â
Han Yunxi was the one who had been schemed and plotted against, yet she hadnât even started feeling mad yet. Instead, it was Grand Concubine Yi who took the initiative to threaten her first. A ridiculing smile rose on her lips. âMufei, so you knew Wanru was wrong, too?â
Such a sneer offended Grand Concubine Yiâs sensibilities. Her tone grew accusatory as she criticized, âHan Yunxi, itâs all because of you. Everythingâs because of you! If you hadnât married into our family, none of this wouldâve happened! Itâs because you couldnât accept Wanru and wanted her wedded off! What happened at the Plum Blossom Meet was your fault as well! You ruined Wanru! You turned Wanru into this! Itâs all your fault!â
Grand Concubine Yi clearly knew how many unsavory things Murong Wanru had done in the course of a year, but she still spoke such words? Was it because she was her daughter, so all her mistakes could be faults that were forgiven? So would other peopleâs daughters always been the chief offenders and criminals? For Han Yunxi, who had tried to get along with her mother-in-law, such words only turned her heart cold. She wasnât a saint, but only preserved Grand Concubine Yiâs life as a matter of principles. Still, there were plenty of things more cruel and ruthless than death in this world.
Han Yunxi stopped dawdling and wore a cold smile. âMufei, these three needles were the ones I once stuck in Princess Changpingâs corpse.â
At these words, Grand Concubine Yi fell into silence and looked at her in disbelief. Han Yunxi stuffed the acupuncture needles back in her hands.
âMufei, take a close look. These are my exclusive acupuncture needles. I can guarantee that Iâm the only one in this world who has them. Iâve never given them to anyone else except for the three I left behind in the palace.â
In other words, only the empress dowager couldâve given these to Murong Wanru, which meant the girl had gone to seek refuge with her. Murong Wanru wanted to kill Grand Concubine Yi because the empress dowager had incited her! Grand Concubine Yiâs face paled until it looked purple. She seemed to have aged in an instant as her hands shook. Again, the needles fell to the ground. She couldnât bear the thought of a foster daughter betraying her, much less one who was actually her own flesh and blood. The girl had actually colluded with her mortal enemy to take her life.
No, she couldnât take such a blow!
Suddenly, she clutched her heart and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. It seemed as if sheâd lost her wits as she muttered, âI donât believe it, I donât believe it!â
Whether or not she did, her own heart knew. Han Yunxi didnât have to say any more. Even detestable people had their pitiful sides, just as pitiful people had their detestable sides. Without saying a word, Han Yunxi looked on coldly as she stood up and walked to the side. Once she got out of the way, Grand Concubine Yi saw Murong Wanru lying in the bed opposite hers. She was unconscious, as if sleeping. Grand Concubine Yi hastily got to her feet. Han Yunxi didnât stop her from rushing over.
âWhatâs wrong with her? Han Yunxi, what did you do to her?â
âAfter the first wave of assassins were beaten back, a second wave of true assassins arrived. She was hit by poisoned needles...â Before Han Yunxi could finish, Grand Concubine Yi cut her off viciously.
âPoisoned needles? It has to be your handiwork!â
All right, Han Yunxi was too lazy to explain and admitted it outright. âYes, and weâve passed the treatment time limit for the poison. Itâll never be cured.â
Grand Concubine Yi immediately narrowed her eyes and pounched on Han Yunxi like a madwoman. âYou sinister slut, you did it on purpose! You had to have!â
Han Yunxi evaded her and kept her tone level and calm. âGrand Imperial Concubine, His Highness Duke of Qin presently...has no idea of these affairs.â
Grand Concubine Yi froze on the spot. What else could turn her sober besides the words, âHis Highness Duke of Qin?â
âHis Highness brought men to rescue us and bring us back, then went to chase after the assassins. As to what happened in the carriage...only you, I, and Murong Wanru are aware.â
Han Yunxi had weaved a roundabout lie. The other three families had all seen Long Feiye beat back the assassins before rushing to the carriage and driving away. How would they be clear on the truth? Even if Grand Concubine Yi couldnât calm down, she had to. Even if she wasnât clear headed, she had to be now.
âHan Yunxi, what are you implying? Just what do you want? Speak!â She wasnât afraid of Wanru knowing the truth, but Feiye. Feiye was everything to the Duke of Qinâs estate, her lifelong pillar of strength! Everyone could know except Feiye, because she wanted to be the Duke of Qinâs mufei for an entire lifetime! She was Tianning Dynastyâs most powerful imperial concubine!
Han Yunxi was waiting for these exact words. âEsteemed Imperial Concubine, Iâll trade you my two conditions for your two conditions, howâs that?â
If Grand Concubine Yi knew the truth, would she throw up until she died? In any case, she had no way to refuse now.
âSpeak!â she spat with gritted teeth.
âNumber one. Though I canât cure the poison, I can give you medicine every month to nourish Murong Wanru and preserve her life. She can spend her days in peaceful slumber. Number two. Neither of us will tell His Highness Duke of Qin the truth of this matter in the future.â Han Yunxi was very clear-cut with her words, but both conditions were a lie.
Grand Concubine Yi hesitated. She couldnât refuse either condition, but glared coldly at Han Yunxi, unreconciled. Still, she had to reply in the end. âHan Yunxi, which two conditions do you want from me?â
âFirst, tell me why the mama present at the birth is still alive. Who was it, and where she is now...â
At these words, Grand Concubine Yi couldnât help but blurt out, âSo you really did hear everything!â
Actually, Han Yunxi wasnât sure if that mama was still alive. She was only sounding things out, but sheâd gotten results after all.
âWhat, Esteemed Imperial Concubine doesnât want to say?â
Instead of answering, Grand Concubine Yi turned icy. âWhatâs your second condition?â
Han Yunxi wasnât in a rush to answer either, and smiled. âThe second condition is as easy as easy can be for mufei. Since mufei was frightened this time, she should quietly convalesce in the familyâs worshipping hall. In the future, the daily matters of the estate can be left to chenqie to manage.â
This...if this wasnât asking for authority over the Duke of Qinâs estate, then what was it?
The true power lay in the Duke of Qinâs hands. Only the Peony Courtyard oversaw some other matters once in awhile, such as the estateâs staff and finances. Grand Concubine Yi traditionally took charge of such things. Despite her inability to manage the Duke of Qin, she was still the mistress of the estate. Han Yunxi was asking to replace her! Such wild ambition!
As soon as Han Yunxi finished speaking, Grand Concubine Yi slapped the table and stood up angrily. âHan Yunxi, you dare!â
It was true that Han Yunxi wanted power, but she didnât covet the position or fame as a mistress of the estate. What she desired was a life that was free and unrestrained in an environment that was open and comfortable. Living in a corner at the Leisurely Cloud Pavilion wasnât convenient at all. Now that she and Grand Concubine Yi had ended up like this, how could she have good days in the estate with that woman holding the reins? All she wanted was somewhere she could leave and enter freely, a comfortable place to call home.
âItâs almost dark. I believe that His Highness will be coming back soon. If mufei canât take the terms, then we have nothing further to discuss,â Han Yunxi said as she prepared to leave.
âYou stop right there!â Grand Concubine Yi said severely.
Han Yunxi was very happy to do so as she turned her head. âMufei, youâve thought it over?â
Grand Concubine Yi found it unendurable, but she had to force herself to endure. For Wanruâs sake, for her own self, she had no other path to take. As soon as Han Yunxi told Feiye, his personality would ensure that she and Wanru...
She was afraid to continue that line of thought and said coldly, âHan Yunxi, I agree. But no matter what, I refuse to leave the Duke of Qinâs estate!â
âMufeiâs courtyard has a prayer hall for Buddha, perfect for peaceful and quiet cultivation. Why would there be need to leave?â Han Yunxi said mildly. Sheâd be more worried if Grand Concubine Yi did end up gone.
âWanru has to stay, too!â Grand Concubine Yi said forcibly.
âMufei, Wanru is part of Marquis Pingbeiâs estate now. Naturally, sheâll need to be sent back to the estate and taken care of there...â
Before Han Yunxi finished, Grand Concubine Yi was already in vehement denial. âImpossible, Wanru has to stay, or else...â
But Han Yunxi didnât pay attention. She allowed her to ramble on before calmly interrupting. âMufei can set your cares at rest. Even if Wanru never wakes up, Marquis Pingbeiâs estate will take good care of her...â
âI donât agree! Wanru has to stay by my side! Otherwise, I wonât agree to anything!â
âWith chenqie here, mufei doesnât need to worry. Besides that, weâre done talking!â
One spoke with impassioned remarks, while the other was as calm as still water. Their voices seemed to speak out simultaneously before the room suddenly fell silent. It wasnât clear whether Han Yunxi heard Grand Concubine Yiâs words, but the vice versa was true. She stood in place, not speaking a word. After a long silence, Han Yunxi turned back with a soft smile.
âMufei, why donât you tell me about that mama present at the birthing.â
Grand Concubine Yi clenched her fists, her chest wordlessly rising up and down. Han Yunxi waited very patiently. Finally, Grand Concubine Yi gave in and lowered her haughty head. âSheâs called Mama Su1, one of the midwives. The day after the child was born, she slipped into a well and died. His Majesty was thrilled with the imperial son, so news of her death were suppressed and never reported. The corpse was thoroughly taken care of as well. Only afterwards did I know she faked her death and escaped from fear Iâd silence her.â
âWhat kind of person was she, and where is she now?â Han Yunxi asked urgently. She never thought this woman would be the one that delivered Long Feiye to the estate.
âSheâs a villager from the Su Clan north of the capital. Iâve searched for her for years with no news. I suspect that even if she has the gall to keep living, she doesnât have the guts to spread her knowledge around.â Grand Concubine Yi would never have brought her up if Wanru believed her in the first place.
A complicated gaze flitted across Han Yunxiâs eyes. She could tell that Grand Concubine Yi wasnât lying. Her thoughts grew tangled before she ventured, âThen His Majestyâs origins...â
Currently, Long Feiye was sitting on the roof, looking at Han Yunxi with interest. A smile played about his lips. Hadnât this woman said she wasnât interesting in knowing?
âHe came from a village in the outskirts. The villagers who knew about him have long been dealt with.â
If Long Feiyeâs mother came from the Tang Clan, how could he have been born in the village outskirts? And how did he end up being delivered to the palace? Han Yunxi was filled with doubts. She suspected that Grand Concubine Yi knew far from the truth. Right then, Grand Concubine Yi suddenly interrupted her thoughts.
âHan Yunxi, Feiye is the late emperorâs son. I wonât allow any more questions regarding that fact!â