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Angry, Consort Mei wondered where she could find the previous Imperial Physician. Even if she managed to bring that Imperial Physician back, how could they confront each other? That would be like lifting a rock only to drop it on her own foot. Liang Huiting looked at her, clearly indicating to everyone that this was all orchestrated by Liang Mei. Consort Mei wished she could poke Liang Huiting's eyes out with the hairpin on her head and make her look this way again!
Seeing Consort Mei glare at her fiercely, Liang Huiting understood that her aunt would not speak up for her today.
"Liang Huiting! I, Liang Siqian, am the second miss of the Liang Family! I am also destined to become a consort for Prince Ping! How dare you treat me this way! I will never let you off!"
As Liang Siqian spoke, she tried to prop herself up with one hand to sit up from the lounge chair, but found she had no strength at all.
Noticing this, Liang Huiting quickly signaled to the maids nearby to lift Liang Siqian away. Just as the maids were about to surround Liang Siqian, the Black-Clad Guardian, who had been standing in front of the Liuli Soft Sedan, stepped forward swiftly. A silver needle flew out from his sleeve in an instant, and the maids cried out in agony as they all collapsed to the ground.
The Black-Clad Guardian expressionlessly returned to his original position, his agility and speed astonishing everyone.
Jing Tian'ao witnessed everything with a darkened face filled with anger.
"General Liu, since you are here as a witness, why did you intervene? Shouldn't you just observe and make a final judgment?" Jing Tian'ao spoke sarcastically, clearly accusing Liu Yuren of meddling.
"I have already intervened. If Prince Ping has any objections, he can enter the palace and see the Emperor now!" Liu Yuren offered no explanation and dismissed Jing Tian'ao with a single sentence. His calm demeanor seemed learned from Huxin.
Jing Tian'ao's expression darkened instantly as he coldly replied, "To enter the palace for such trivial matters! Does the general think His Majesty has so much leisure time? Or is he just as idle as you are, needing to stay at the Xia Family to teach Xiahou Daughter music and arts?"
"Since it's a trivial matter, why should I care whether Prince Ping is concerned about it? Prince Ping keeps insisting it's a small issue yet makes such a big fuss about it. Don't you think that's extremely contradictory?" Liu Yuren's voice remained steady, contrasting sharply with Jing Tian'ao's suppressed anger and sinister expression.
Jing Tian'ao was momentarily speechless; the malice in his eyes turned into sharp blades. In an instant, a powerful force surged toward Liu Yuren's palanquin curtain as if he intended to lift it and see what was inside.
At this moment, everyone turned their gaze towards Liu Yuren's Palanquin, seemingly wanting to catch a glimpse of Liu Yuren's true appearance.
"Yao Tai." With a steady call from Liu Yuren, the Black-Clad Guardian standing in front of the Palanquin moved swiftly, raising his dark sleeves to firmly catch Jing Tian'ao's palm wind, the purple pearl curtains of the palanquin remaining completely still.
Huxin, witnessing everything, couldn't help but narrow his eyes; it turned out that this expressionless Black-Clad Guardian was named Yao Tai.
"Prince Ping, should we let Liang Siqian finish speaking? It seems that today's main character is not Prince Ping." Xia Yingba's voice boomed like thunder, and as soon as he spoke, the entire street could hear him.
Jing Tian'ao's usually noble and proud expression now concealed a barely contained anger. Clearly, this anger wanted to transform into countless sharp knives, yet each knife merely stabbed into cotton, lacking any real power.
"Liang Siqian, feel free to say what you want. Today we have Prince Ping, General Liu, and I here to support you. You should clearly explain the ins and outs of this matter! If my daughter truly did something wrong, I will not spare her!"
Upon hearing this from Xia Yingba, Xia Jinzhi's eyes turned cold, filled with resentment as he glared at Huxin. Meanwhile, Liang Huiting opened her mouth several times to speak but could only obediently close it upon seeing the maids and servants lying on the ground moaning in pain.
Consort Mei was even more preoccupied with her own escape plan than with Liang Huiting, repeatedly pondering how to withdraw safely.
Liang Siqian looked at the maids and servants lying on the ground and then at Liang Huiting and Xia Jinzhi who were casting her malicious warning glances. She suddenly felt there was nothing worth holding onto. She had lost a hand and had been betrayed by her closest sister, while the man she longed to marry had not looked at her even once!
Liang Siqian believed that over the years she had put in considerable effort to get closer to Jing Tian'ao. Often it took half a year of dedication just to earn a cold nod or smile from him. For Liang Siqian, this was an immense favor that could make her dream for months about his smile. Although that smile carried an air of noble pride, just thinking that Jing Tian'ao smiled at her made her feel genuinely excited and proud.
But now, Jing Tian'ao actually… refused to look at her!
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