Volume One, Chapter 17: Does the Princess Royal Not Wish to Supplant?

The Ministry of Personnel’s prison was dark and damp, filled with a pungent moldy stench. Green Wu’s hands and feet were bound with iron chains, her entire body strapped to a crucifix. Her clothes were stained with blood, flesh torn in many places. To prevent her from taking her own life out of despair, a cloth gag was stuffed into her mouth.

Only a day had passed—last night, this beauty had been lively and energetic, yet now she was reduced to this state?

Chi Mei said, “See? This is truly the face of Cui Xingze. He has no sense of mercy or tenderness at all.”

Yun Yi gave her a sidelong glance. Should one show mercy to an assassin?

Yet, this female assassin’s resolve was ironclad; despite the harsh interrogation, she hadn’t confessed a single word.

Upon seeing Yun Yi, Green Wu’s expression stirred with emotion, the iron chains clinking heavily.

Yun Yi was momentarily taken aback—did she have something to say?

She removed the gag from Green Wu’s mouth. “What is it you wish to say to me?”

Green Wu’s throat was dry, her voice hoarse. “Does the Princess not wish to clear her name?”

Yun Yi did not answer directly. Instead, she poured a cup of water and brought it to Green Wu’s lips.

Chi Mei frowned in disapproval. “Is this woman’s compassion? You actually give water to the assassin who framed you!”

Yun Yi shot her a look. Wasn’t it just moments ago you said Cui Xingze lacked any tenderness?

Chi Mei was speechless.

Green Wu drank greedily, downing three cups in quick succession.

Yun Yi set the cup on the table beside her and spoke softly, “You have done so much—what is your true aim?”

A hint of inquiry glimmered in her eyes. “Is it to incite strife within the royal family?”

“But if your sole purpose was to provoke internal discord, openly accusing me on the spot was unwise.”

“If you truly wished to accuse me, you should have done so only after enduring severe torture—that would lend your claims greater credibility.”

Green Wu’s face turned pale; a faint, ambiguous laugh escaped her throat. “Then, Princess, why not take a guess?”

Yun Yi raised an eyebrow and smiled lightly. “I do not favor guessing games.”

Though a prisoner, the woman before her was composed and unflustered, as if she had long since made peace with life and death.

She had intended to take her own life immediately after the assassination attempt—signaling that her mission was complete.

But what if she knew it had failed?

Yun Yi’s eyes flickered. “The Emperor still lives; your assassination attempt has come to naught.”

Upon hearing this, Green Wu’s eyes widened, her body trembling violently as the chains rang sharply.

“That’s impossible, impossible… that was poison,” her gaze filled with disbelief.

***

Only Yun Ziqi could stir her emotions this way.

Indeed, the dagger was laced with deadly poison, and the imperial physician was helpless throughout the night.

Yet, just when all hope seemed lost, Cui Xingze presented the Nine-Transformation Revival Pill.

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