Chapter 73

At this time, Liu Wanqing was bullied to death by her parents-in-law and husband in the Marquis Mansion, and Lin Ruzhen was also very rude to her.

"Where I'm going is none of your business? You hen that can't lay eggs, get out of the way!"

A look of pain flashed in Liu Wanqing's eyes, but she still smiled reluctantly: "Sister-in-law just saw that there were stains on your skirt, so I kindly came to remind you."

"Ah, the skirt is dirty?" How could this be?

So she hurriedly lowered her head to check: "Where, where?"

"In the back." Liu Wanqing helped her lift the skirt behind, and the originally clean pink skirt was stained with streaks of dirt after Liu Wanqing pulled it a few times.

Liu Wanqing was entrusted by Lin Qingyue to help her hold Lin Ruzhen for a while, so that she would have a chance to see Dongfang Yan and explain the matter of saving him earlier.

No one in the family was willing to believe Lin Qingyue's words; only Liu Wanqing believed her and helped her.

But Liu Wanqing never expected that her sister-in-law, who had always been timid and weak, would later cause such a big stir.

Just like that, after Lin Ruzhen went back to change into a new dress, the person who "cooked the raw rice into cooked rice" became Lin Qingyue and Prince Jin.

And she lost the position of Princess!

Yet she attributed all the responsibility to Lin Qingyue, and in order to snatch Prince Jin, on their wedding night, she staged a show of jumping into the lake to commit suicide.

Dongfang Yan's fists were clenched tightly, his joints cracking.

The truth turned out to be like this!

Lin Ruzhen, oh Lin Ruzhen, you deceived me so bitterly!

I regarded you as my life-saving benefactor, and even knowing you were a fake daughter with the blood of an outcast, I still wanted to arrange a place for you by my side.

But all of this was actually stolen by you!

You deceived me and harmed me and Qingyue, a pair of lovers, into becoming resentful couples!

When the dream ended, Lin Ruzhen woke up faintly.

She still clearly remembered the scene she had just dreamed of. She couldn't help but be startled: Why did I dream of things from the past? Fortunately, it was just a dream; no one knows.

Raising her eyes, she saw the Prince standing by the bed, his eyes cold.

"Prince..." she called out coquettishly, sitting up while holding her forehead, "Why did I fall asleep? Oh, perhaps it's because I thought of growing old together with the Prince last night, and was so excited I didn't sleep all night, and was busy with the wedding during the day, not having time to eat. My body is weak, and I fell asleep by accident. Prince, please don't blame me."

This was her usual trick; every time she used this move, Dongfang Yan would feel distressed.

Strangely, Dongfang Yan didn't show concern for her as usual, but still stared at her without saying a word.

Could it be that she was too beautiful tonight, and the Prince was stunned?

She lowered her eyes, showing a bit of coquettishness: "Prince, you keep staring at people like this, people are shy!"

Pretend, bitch, you're still pretending!

He raised his hand, wanting to give her a slap, but was afraid of dirtying his hands.

So he took a deep breath, suppressed the monstrous anger in his heart, and said in as calm a tone as possible: "More than half a year ago, how did you save me, Zhen'er? Tell me about it again."

"Why mention the past, Prince? Prince, why don't we go to sleep."

Lin Ruzhen didn't dare to lie casually during this period; the Honest Curse was like a branding iron hanging in her mouth, which could brand a big blister in her mouth at any time.

Tonight, in order not to let the smell in her mouth ruin the beautiful atmosphere of the wedding night, she was careful to cover her mouth when speaking, avoiding the smell from spreading.

But Dongfang Yan insisted on the past.

"This Prince just wants to hear you bring up the past; was it really you who saved me that day?"

"Speak! This Prince must hear you say it!"

His tone was unprecedentedly severe, without a trace of warmth.

Lin Ruzhen felt a drum beating in her heart, very uneasy.

Could it be that Lin Qingyue was talking nonsense in front of the Prince again? If I keep avoiding it, the Prince will probably believe Lin Qingyue's words.

"Yes." As one word was spat out, the severe pain in her tongue swept over her; she endured it to death, not letting the Prince see she was lying.

"Good." Dongfang Yan suddenly smiled, but the smile was very, very cold.

"As long as you say it, this Prince will still believe you. It's only if you don't say it that it seems you have a guilty conscience. Tell this Prince, was my wound also bandaged by you, right?"

Lin Ruzhen had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue answering: "Yes, it was bandaged by me."

Her mouth hurt so much she started to break into a cold sweat, but she still tried hard to endure it.

"Then who taught you this bandaging technique?"

"Why don't you say it? Say it, as long as you say it, this Prince will believe you." Dongfang Yan's eyes were burning, clearly smiling, but it seemed different from the past.

"Zhen'er learned it from... from a folk doctor." She had no choice but to continue lying.

Dongfang Yan saw that the corners of Lin Ruzhen's mouth started to twitch because of the pain, but he didn't expose her and continued to ask: "Which doctor?"

Lies cannot stand scrutiny, so one lie requires hundreds or thousands of lies to round it off.

He trusted her in the past and didn't investigate deeply.

But now, he asked one by one, and after asking about the doctor, he asked her how she carried him? Did she talk to him while carrying him? What did she say?

After finally finishing this series of questions, Dongfang Yan started asking her if she knew who had drugged him.

The only answer he got was lies.

At the very end, Lin Ruzhen spat out pus and blood, crying loudly in pain, unable to say another word.

Dongfang Yan looked at her coldly: "This is the price of lies. Liars will have sores in their mouths, rotten tongues, rotten mouths!"

Lin Ruzhen suddenly realized, looking at Dongfang Yan with teary eyes, wanting to ask him if he had deliberately led her to lie.

But her tongue was completely ulcerated, unable to spit out a complete sentence.

Dongfang Yan looked at her full of rotten sores and pus flowing from her mouth, extremely disgusted:

"You actually dare to play with this Prince; did you really think this Prince would never find out the truth?"

Lin Ruzhen finally knew fear, crawling over to hug Dongfang Yan's leg, wanting to beg him to forgive her for the sake of their past feelings.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, yellow pus mixed with blood and saliva flowed out, unable to spit out a single syllable clearly.

"Get out, bitch!" Dongfang Yan kicked her away, "Do you deserve to touch this Prince with such dirty things? Men!"

The door of the bridal chamber opened, and several guards entered at the sound.

"Strip this bitch of her gorgeous clothes, take off her jewelry, and drag her to the servant's courtyard. From now on, she is only allowed to do the dirtiest and most tiring work, and eat the worst and smelliest food!"