"The pouch was made by the embroidery girls from the Needle and Thread Bureau; it's not solely the craftsmanship of Zhao Chun Pavillion. To slander our lady based on just one pouch is too unreasonable!"
Nanzhi finally couldn't help but speak up from the side.
"You said it yourself; this item doesn't have a unique mark of Zhao Chun Pavillion. So even if you argue, we can't do anything about it," Wan Xiuyuan immediately retorted.
Having seized on this reversal, she was not going to let it go easily. "Why is it that other people's items weren't found, but only those of Ming Zhaoyi?" Wan Shi pressed on, "Imperial Physician Shen is familiar with Ming Zhaoyi, and this servant who swapped the medicine residue was also caught by her. Everything is inextricably linked to Ming Zhaoyi; this is too coincidental!"
At this moment, Ye Yun realized she had once again fallen into someone else's trap.
However, it certainly wasn't Wan Xiuyuan, as if there had really been such a scheme, it would have been revealed earlier.
Her gaze unconsciously swept over to Jing De Fei, who had a troubled look on her face, seemingly regretting her presence.
There didn't appear to be anything unusual.
Of course, just because she didn't see anything amiss didn't mean Ye Yun didn't have her suspicions; everything was just too coincidental.
"Why isn't Ming Zhaoyi speaking? Is she feeling guilty?" Wan Xiuyuan snorted coldly.
Ye Yun pulled her thoughts back and cast a faint glance at her.
"It's not guilt; it's just amusing. If I wanted to harm the Eldest Prince, I could have acted when you were bedridden after your miscarriage. Why wait until today? Am I just waiting for you to recover so we can compete?"
This left Wan Xiuyuan momentarily speechless, her fists clenched as she forced herself to calm down, then immediately countered.
"That's because the Eldest Prince has been sick these days, making it easier to act! Otherwise, why would Imperial Physician Shen volunteer to make medicine for him?"
"In the palace, it's far too easy to make a child sick. The Eldest Prince has been weak for years; if I wanted to act, I could do so whenever I pleased. Why would I need to insert Imperial Physician Shen? That would be too conspicuous and foolish!"
Ye Yun raised her voice, stepping forward slightly to apply pressure.
Suddenly bending down, she stared intently into Wan Xiuyuan's eyes as she spoke each word carefully. "That day, when the Eldest Prince had a high fever and fainted, both the Emperor and I went to Qixiang Palace together. Do you remember I said the window was left open and a cool breeze blew in?"
Wan Xiuyuan seemed to recall something, her expression shifting dramatically.
Ignoring her expression, Ye Yun straightened up and continued to address Ning Chen. "Your Majesty, on that day, it was Nan Zhi who closed the window. She discovered that the window prop was completely soaked through. If the window had not been closed during the rainy night, how could it have gotten wet? I suspect someone around the Eldest Prince is deliberately trying to make him sick."
"Impossible!" Wan Xiuyuan hastily interrupted her. "Your Majesty, that's impossible. The people around the Eldest Prince are all carefully chosen by me; each one is excellent. That day was certainly due to a moment of negligence."
"But I remember you said that you felt the smell in the room was unpleasant, which is why you ordered someone to open the window for ventilation," Ye Yun replied with a slight smirk, looking at her with a seemingly amused expression.
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The Enchanting Imperial Concubine (Book 2)
Historical FictionNote: This is a translated novel by me (Xiao Bai) Title: 贵妃她千娇百媚 Ye Yun was supposed to be the prince's concubine, but due to the sudden death of the late emperor, her entry into the palace was delayed for over a year. She entered the palace with th...