Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Handsome Men Keep Chasing After Me

Chapter 97

Nalan Jingwen suddenly burst into laughter, laughing until tears streamed down his face.

After returning to the capital, she did send people to look for Liu Qishan, but each time there was no news. Even with repeated disappointments, she never stopped searching for Liu Qishan, not even knowing whether he was alive or dead. But today, she finally heard news about him.

It's good that you're alive...

As long as he's alive...

As long as Liu Qishan is still alive, I will definitely be able to find him!

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears and looked at the madam again.

"Is your intelligence accurate?"

"Impossible! You can question anything but the fact that our intelligence is false!"

Nalan Jingwen nodded.

"Since you can't answer this one, then I'll try another one."

The madam listened, feeling that something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"You say."

"I want to know, who exactly sent someone to assassinate me?"

Which time would you like to ask about?

Nalan Jingwen frowned. What did that mean?

The assassination attempts she survived were all orchestrated by different people.

Although she was puzzled, she didn't say it aloud and continued, "That time in Hongcheng."

The madam nodded. "Please wait a moment."

After saying that, he opened the door and went out. The side door was opened, and the two people waiting outside quickly came in. Jingchi whispered in Nalan Jingwen's ear, "Your Highness, Prince Jia and Duan Yu have left. They left through the back door."

Nalan Jingwen nodded, seemingly unconcerned.

Nalan Yin, however, keenly noticed that Nalan Jingwen's condition was not right and frowned as she asked, "Have you been crying?"

Nalan Jingwen glanced at him but did not answer.

Nalan Yin seemed to have thought of something, her face inexplicably darkening, her tone chilling, "What did you ask?"

"none of your business?"

Nalan Jingwen found him utterly inexplicable.

"Are you asking about all those flowers and plants, or about your husband who died outside on your wedding day?"

"Snapped."

A crisp sound echoed throughout the room, leaving the returning madam stunned, unsure whether to go in or back.

Nalan Yin was also stunned. Her face turned slightly to the side, where there was a bright red handprint. She instinctively covered her face with her hand, feeling a stinging pain, but a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips.

Nalan Jingwen's face was gloomy at this moment, staring intently at the man in front of him, and he exuded a threatening aura.

"No matter how much trouble you cause, I will not care. But you should not say such things. You should not say that Liu Qishan is dead. Liu Qishan will not die, nor can he die!"

"He is my husband, and no one can say anything about him!"

"If I were to hear such words again..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw the look in Nalan Yin's eyes and momentarily forgot what she was going to say.

Nalan Yin gazed at her, his eyes filled with a sorrowful look she couldn't understand, a sarcastic smile still playing on his lips. He didn't say a word, just looked at her for a long time before finally turning and leaving.

Nalan Jingwen rubbed his temples and instructed Jingchi, "Follow him and escort him safely into the palace. Don't let anyone see him."

"Yes."

Sensing the oppressive atmosphere in the room, the madam cautiously entered and handed her a small bamboo tube-shaped object.

"Your Highness, what you want to know is inside."

Nalan Jingwen examined the small bamboo tube closely. A tiny lotus flower was carved on the bottom, so small that it would be hard to spot without careful observation. Her expression shifted slightly as she put it into her bosom. "In that case, I shall take my leave."

"Your Highness, wait a moment."

"what?"

"Then... what about Red Kite?"

"Thank you."

"what?"

Nalan Jingwen left Hongqing Pavilion without looking back, and the moment he stepped out of the pavilion, his expression suddenly became solemn.

She could sense that ever since she entered the Red Love Pavilion, there had been a gaze watching them. It was very subtle. If she hadn't just slapped Nalan Yin and clearly sensed the fluctuations in the surrounding aura, and even felt a murderous intent, she wouldn't have been so certain. It wasn't until she walked out of the Red Love Pavilion that the faint gaze disappeared.

He took out the bamboo tube from his bosom, placed it in his palm, and his eyes were unreadable.

There's a problem with Nalan Yin.

If Chenghe hadn't told her that someone had seen the man in black who had been in contact with Ling Shang, and that he had disappeared in the capital ten years ago, she wouldn't have taken this opportunity to bring Nalan Yin to Hongqing Pavilion.

Aside from the aristocratic forces, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to establish a foothold in the capital. However, the only organization in the capital whose backing is unknown is the Red Passion Pavilion.

The Red Love Pavilion was established exactly ten years ago.

lotus……

Nalan Yin...

He put the bamboo tube in his bosom, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and disappeared into the night.

She returned to the mansion, went straight to the study, and opened the bamboo tube.

But the contents made her frown.

Nangong Jiuyan?

She knew the name; it belonged to Qi Lin's third princess.

Qi Lin has four princesses: Crown Princess Nangong Shiyu, Second Princess Nangong Muwan, Third Princess Nangong Jiuyan, and Fourth Princess Nangong Fu.

Among them, the Third Princess Nangong Jiuyan is the most famous.

She was exceptionally talented and beautiful, with a graceful and gentle demeanor. She also resolved several disasters for Qi Lin, which made the Qi Lin Empress particularly fond of her. Furthermore, she attracted the admiration of countless men, all of whom wanted to marry her, even if it meant being a servant.

If it weren't for the fact that she wasn't born to Qi Linfeng, but rather to a lowly servant, the position of Crown Princess should have been hers.

But why would such a brilliant and talented woman assassinate a notorious and virtuous king like her?

Does she have a grudge against the original owner of this body?

But the original owner had never even been to Qilin, so where did the grudge come from?

Could it be that Nangong Jiuyan was the one who sent people to kidnap Pei Yunche and frame Su Shui last time?

It seems she'll have to go to the palace tomorrow.

"Knock down."

Nalan Jingwen put the paper into the oil lamp, and it quickly burned to ashes.

"Enter."

The person who came was Rong Hengyu. He was carrying a tray in his hand. When he came in, he paused almost imperceptibly, then slowly stepped forward, put down the tray, and brought a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup to Nalan Jingwen.

"Why didn't Your Highness let Hongyun inform me of your return? I made some white fungus and lotus seed soup for Your Highness."

"It was too late, so I thought you were already asleep and didn't let anyone disturb you."

Rong Hengyu was only wearing a thin coat, and with the night deep and the dew heavy, he was very susceptible to catching a cold.

She took off her coat, took the white fungus and lotus seed soup from his hand, placed it on the table, and handed the coat to him.

"The night is chilly, wear this over your shoulders."

But Rong Hengyu didn't take it. He looked down at his coat, then looked up at her and gave her a faint smile.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but I don't quite like the incense you used today."

Nalan Jing was taken aback. He sniffed himself and found no scent of incense, only a strong smell of perfume. It was easy to tell where she had gone.

She quickly realized that Rong Hengyu knew she didn't use incense, so he disliked her perfume scent.