The Obsessive Crown Prince Can't Let Me Go
Chapter 171 - 169 He is Willing to Give His Life for Her

Chapter 171: Chapter 169 He is Willing to Give His Life for Her

Pretend to be pregnant with an heir to attract the Crown Prince’s attention.

Even if the child is not born in the future, it doesn’t matter. She can blame it on those concubines of the Eastern Palace, saying they drugged or pushed her, killing the unborn royal heir.

By then, the Crown Prince would pity her and would certainly visit her more often.

With more shared nights, is it still difficult to become truly pregnant with a royal heir?

Shen Yunxi felt a restless excitement in her heart, yet she scolded aloud: "You shameless woman, how dare you! Do you know that pretending to be pregnant for favor is a betrayal of the emperor?! You must never mention such things again!"

"Indeed..." Shen Yinning looked disheartened, "Crown Princess Consort, please forgive me; it was I who forgot the rules."

Shen Yinning left the Imperial Prison with a mocking smile on her lips.

Cui Ji followed behind her: "Do you think the Crown Princess Consort will fake a pregnancy for favor?"

"If Zhang Cuichun were alive, she’d surely stop her, but that old woman is dead now. Shen Yunxi only sees the benefits before her eyes; she doesn’t consider the risks behind the scenes. For Lu Ying’s favor, she will surely carry out this plan. We just have to wait and watch the show unfold."

Lu Ying already knew that Shen Yunxi’s body was ruined, and she could never have offspring in this life.

If she suddenly claimed to be pregnant...

I wonder what Lu Ying would think.

Cui Ji escorted Shen Yinning to the back door of the Imperial Prison, thinking about unexpectedly meeting Shen Xinghan in prison, and felt a sudden wave in his heart.

Shen Xinghan was extremely smart.

Would he guess that behind the Shen Xinglei case, it was Lady Shen who was pushing things forward?

Thinking of Shen Yunxi’s words, "The urgent matter is clearly getting rid of Cui Ji to avenge second brother, what does it have to do with Shen Yinning," he felt even more uneasy.

On an impulse, he said, "From the back door to the street, there’s an empty alley, may I escort you on the way?"

Shen Yinning looked deeply at him and gave no clear answer.

The two boarded the carriage, Wei Yu grabbed the reins and urged the carriage to move forward.

Inside the carriage, Shen Yinning poured a cup of tea for Cui Ji: "Half a month from now will be the eve of the new year. After it, you will be twenty-three. This time, you handled the Shen Xinglei case beautifully, and the Holy Emperor will surely reward you. With the momentum at your side, it’s about time for you to choose a wife."

Incense was burning in the carriage.

Cui Ji, from a humble background, hadn’t encountered noble incenses before, he couldn’t tell what it was, only that it smelled delightful.

He watched as Shen Yinning poured tea, she was dazzlingly beautiful, even her slender hands were prettier than other women’s. Her nails weren’t painted in bright red but were instead a natural shell-like pale pink, complementing her snowy skin against the sky-blue porcelain cup, making him want to hold them tight in his palm.

The slightly bitter fragrance of the tea diluted the faintly romantic thoughts in Cui Ji’s mind.

He took the cup of tea: "For now, I have no plans to marry."

Shen Yinning said nothing more, just raised her sleeve and sipped her tea.

"Besides," Cui Ji’s gaze boldly landed on her face, "me not marrying is more advantageous to you, isn’t it? You claim to be a person who pursues profit, how could you forget this point?"

If he didn’t marry, he could work wholeheartedly for Shen Yinning.

If he were to marry, he feared that family obligations would hinder him, and he wouldn’t be able to conspire with Shen Yinning as freely.

Shen Yinning curved her lips: "Though I am a profit-driven person, Master Cui is not an outsider after all. Master Cui became a top scholar at such a young age, with a promising future ahead, and I hope you can have a normal life of getting married and having children, rather than being dragged down by me, spending a lifetime at my disposal, always walking the edge of danger."

The maiden’s voice was gentle and melodious.

Like dewdrops gliding lightly over Cui Ji’s chest cavity, seemingly leaving no trace, yet already soaking through his heart’s petals.

His throat bobbed, eyes full of undisguised admiration and desire: "I am willing to be at your disposal, to be the blade in your hands."

Shen Yinning cradled her face in her hands, scrutinizing Cui Ji, with a hint of mischief in her phoenix eyes.

Cui Ji was so easy to deceive.

Did he not realize that she deliberately said such things merely to lure him in deeper, to make him serve her for a lifetime?

Just as she was pondering, the carriage suddenly jolted violently.

Shen Yinning lifted the curtain: "What happened?"

Wei Yu unsheathed the sword at her waist: "Madam, there are assassins!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the wind whistling came from all directions!

Seven or eight masked men in black, wielding sharp blades, leapt down from the high walls on both sides of the alley, fiercely attacking the carriage!

Although Wei Yu’s Kung Fu was excellent, these men were also well-trained masters. She was unable to fend off so many with just her two hands and had to jump onto the carriage roof, trying her best to protect the carriage and buy time.

The black-clad men infiltrated easily. Among them, someone hooked the doors and windows of the carriage with chains. As they pulled the chains, the carriage was suddenly torn apart!

Seeing the glint of blades all around, Cui Ji, without hesitation, embraced Shen Yinning and rolled away!

A black-clad figure descended from the sky, slashing his long knife straight at Shen Yinning!

"Madam!"

Wei Yu was horrified, held back by two black-clad men, unable to rush forward to save her!

Cui Ji, without hesitation, stood in front of Shen Yinning!

The long knife pierced his chest, quickly dyeing his official robe with blood.

The commotion finally alerted the officials and prison guards, seeing the crowd rushing over, although they failed to assassinate Shen Yinning, the black-clad group had no choice but to abort their plan, quickly stepping onto the high walls and retreating.

Shen Yinning covered Cui Ji’s bleeding wound, her expression somewhat complicated.

Cui Ji’s hands were bloody, trembling as he covered the back of her hand.

Weakly looking at her, when he caught the girl’s slight move, a willing smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

He knew she wasn’t truly a sentimental or kind-hearted woman, and the words she just said about him getting married were merely pleasantries, or rather, her deceit and seduction to gain more favor for herself.

The core color of Shen Yinning was cold and insincere.

Yet even so, he still wanted to offer her his true heart.

He was willing to give his life to her...

The girl’s face became increasingly blurred in his pupils as Cui Ji fainted.

Two hours later, at the Duke Mansion.

Lu Jiazhe was racing horses in the suburbs with a group of scoundrels. Upon hearing something had happened, he immediately rushed back.

Still in his racing attire, he briskly stepped over the threshold: "Sister Shen! I heard Cui Ji took a knife for you, and is about to die?!"

"He won’t die." Shen Yinning glanced back at Cui Ji lying on the bed, "The doctor said the knife didn’t hit the heart; he just fainted from excessive blood loss and needs a period of recovery."

Lu Jiazhe sat down and poured himself a bowl of tea: "After all, he’s a frail scholar, trying to be a hero and rescue the beauty, without considering his own strength, and nearly lost his life in the process."

"He doesn’t have much money, only renting a simple house in the Capital. I found it quite basic, unsuitable for recovery. There’s no maid to care for him, just a clumsy little attendant who can’t even prepare medicine properly, so I brought him to your mansion." Shen Yinning took out a stack of silver notes from her sleeve, "Instruct the kitchen to make some excellent nourishing dishes for him; don’t spare the expense. If it runs out, come to me for more."

"Sister Shen," Lu Jiazhe was displeased, "I am not short on money!"

"Yours is yours." Shen Yinning pressed the issue.

Lu Jiazhe had no choice but to accept the silver notes, but couldn’t help feeling annoyed; these notes weren’t even Sister Shen’s, but that rascal Lu Ying’s.

In essence, Sister Shen was using Lu Ying’s money to support Cui Ji.

If that scoundrel Lu Ying found out, wouldn’t there be chaos...