Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince
Chapter 212 Enjoy it well

Chapter 212: Chapter 212 Enjoy it well

With those words, Zhou Hong kicked Lin Wenxuan to the ground, taking the lead.

The constables beside him were already stunned, their eyes continuously drifting towards Qi Yu.

How did such an elegantly handsome young master suddenly become a Princess?

The most shocked were the three members of the Lin Family. After Lin Wenxuan was kicked to the ground, blood spilled from his mouth, and he looked up in disbelief at the person above him.

Lin’s father’s face turned the color of earth.

He had not expected that the person they called a swindler, accused of stealing ten thousand taels of gold from their Lin Family, would actually be the Princess of Qi?

The shock in Lin’s mother’s eyes quickly turned to fear.

Thinking back on what she had done, her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the ground.

Qi Yu raised her foot and kicked Lin Wenxuan, who lay on the ground in agony.

She had wanted to do this for a while now.

This scoundrel even dared to harbor such thoughts towards her.

As Lin Wenxuan spat out blood, his mind a chaotic mess, he realized that the beautiful Divine Doctor indeed was a woman.

He coughed a few times and struggled to raise his head, his eyes intently fixed on her.

Qi Yu twisted her brows in disgust and said coldly, "If you dare to look at me with those eyes again, I will gouge them out!"

Lin Wenxuan quickly lowered his head, his heart, once intoxicated by beauty, finally became clear.

The person in front of him was an existence he could not climb up to, a Princess of Qi who could easily crush his entire family.

A wave of fear washed over him, and Lin Wenxuan began to breathe hurriedly, pleading incessantly, "I know my mistakes, I beg for the Princess’s mercy, please spare my family!"

Even when his family had some money in the past, he always had to bow down when interacting with high-ranking officials and nobles.

After all, they were people of noble status, while his family merely ran a modest business.

But those were just local Aristocratic Families with some reputation and not much real power.

Only now did he understand what absolute hierarchical oppression truly felt like.

Qi Yu wouldn’t even need to lift a finger to send them to prison.

It was as effortless as her simply uttering a word.

The more Lin Wenxuan thought about it, the more terrified he became. He really was a fool, to have dared to entertain thoughts about the Princess of Qi.

Now, he was extremely thankful for that silver needle. If it weren’t for Qi Yu incapacitating him with the needle, he wouldn’t know what further sins he might have committed.

As for the Prince of Qi, he was said to be a figure akin to a living Yama, the King of Hell.

Lin Wenxuan was covered in cold sweat and out of breath from anxiety, and he fainted on the spot.

Zhou Hong looked at the person laying like a lump of mud on the ground and frowned, ordering the constables to lock him up in the dungeon.

Lin’s mother saw her son being dragged away and quickly stepped forward to stop them, but her slight strength amounted to nothing.

Lin’s father hung his head and sighed powerlessly, the whole man seeming to have aged ten years.

Lin’s mother knelt before Qi Yu, crying and pleading, "Your Highness the Princess, this whole affair was my doing, please, spare my son Wenxuan!"

Qi Yu remained unmoved, looking indifferently at Lin’s mother.

At this moment, Lin’s mother was filled with a regret that was too late to amend, crying her heart out.

Her son Wenxuan had always been fragile and coddled, how could he endure the dank and damp conditions of the dungeon?

The mere thought was enough to shatter her heart.

Seeing Qi Yu’s face remain cold and devoid of a shred of compassion, Lin’s mother banged her head even harder on the ground, pleading incessantly, "Princess, you saved my Xuan’er’s life before. Since you’ve already saved him once, please spare him one more time!"

Qi Yu, noticing that Lin’s mother’s forehead was already bleeding, ordered the constables to pull her up to prevent her from actually killing herself by banging her head here.

Looking at Lin’s mother, who was crying herself hoarse, Qi Yu interrupted sternly, "Enough, he has killed someone and violated the laws of the kingdom. What use is there in begging me?"

Lin’s mother faltered, her voice trembling as she asked, "When did my Xuan’er kill anyone?"

Qi Yu noticed she was shaking so badly she could hardly stand, and sneered, "I’m asking you, how did Su Guihe die?"

Hearing this, Lin’s mother could no longer contain her fear, shaking her head in terror, she blurted out, "I... how would I know? That vile woman ran away from her marriage; even if she’s dead, she deserves it!"

Qi Yu’s gaze was cold and unfeeling as she looked at Lin’s mother without a trace of emotion in her light-colored eyes, "Then you had better be prepared for the consequences."

She had already given them a chance. When the time came, they could not blame her for not sparing the Lin Family.

After speaking, she had Lin’s mother and father dragged out of the government office. Both of them appeared dejected, receiving pointing fingers and whispers, but they showed no reaction.

Lin’s father could not help but scold harshly, "I told you before not to cover up for that unfilial son, and now look, the foundation of the Lin Family has been destroyed by you and your son!"

Lin’s mother’s mind was a haze; she couldn’t understand why, within just an hour, her Xuan’er had been thrown into the dungeon.

She was blind to everyone around her, murmuring to herself, "It is that vile woman’s own fault; my Xuan’er did nothing wrong."

Lin’s father slapped her hard, finally bringing her to her senses.

Lin’s mother clutched her face as tears blankly began to fall from her eyes.

At that moment, she became painfully aware that her Xuan’er was finished, and the Lin Family was finished too.

Qi Yu went to the dungeon to take a look at Lin Wenxuan. Seeing him still unconscious, she took out a silver needle and pricked him a few times.

After a while, Lin Wenxuan slowly opened his eyes.

But the dungeon was pitch black, and in his daze, Lin Wenxuan thought he was still dreaming.

Instinctively trying to escape the nightmare, he flailed his arms, struggling to get up.

At that moment, a cool and detached voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"Move again, and you will immediately lose your life."

Lin Wenxuan was so frightened that he immediately stopped, lying stiffly on the cold ground.

Then, a torch in the dungeon was lit, and under the dim light, he finally saw clearly who was standing in front of him.

Qi Yu wiped the silver needle without looking at him, her tone indifferent, "Do you know why you are locked up here?"

Lin Wenxuan, unnerved at the sight of the silver needle, trembled and replied weakly, "Because I offended you, Princess. I truly realize my mistake now, I should never have slandered you. But it was all my mother’s idea; I couldn’t stop her!"

Qi Yu let out a light scoff, "Your mother goes along with everything you do; how could you possibly not stop her? If you wanted to kill someone, she might even hand you the knife, then clean up the body so that no trace is left."

Even though he knew she was just making a comparison, Lin Wenxuan’s pupils still violently shuddered.

His fingers involuntarily curled up, "What... what are you trying to say?"

Qi Yu put away the silver needle, sat down on a chair that the constable brought over for her, next to which even a cup of hot tea was placed.

She lifted the lid, and the strong aroma of the tea somewhat diluted the rotten, damp smell of the place.

Lin Wenxuan, smelling the tea, gulped involuntarily.

He felt thirsty too.

Qi Yu approached him, placing the teacup an inch away from his nose, "Want a drink?"

Lin Wenxuan, enticed by the tea fragrance, nodded without thinking.

Qi Yu smiled slightly, then tilted the teacup, letting the scalding tea flow onto him, "Then, enjoy it thoroughly."