Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince
Chapter 213 You Scared Her Faint

Chapter 213: Chapter 213 You Scared Her Faint

Lin Wenxuan screamed in agony as the burn caused him to roll frantically on the straw mat.

Qi Yu rested her chin on her hand watching him until he recovered a bit, then slowly said, "Do you want to drink more?"

Lin Wenxuan dared not speak, shaking his head repeatedly, terrified of saying something wrong again.

He had finally come to realize deeply that the person before him was nothing short of a demon.

Seeing that he was sufficiently frightened, Qi Yu clapped her hands and stood up, "I will come to see you again in a few days."

Before Lin Wenxuan could grasp the deeper meaning of her words, Qi Yu had already left the gloomy cell, and the constable extinguished the candle, plunging the space back into darkness.

He covered his face with both hands, whimpering in pain.

If he still thought this person had imprisoned him just to torment him, then he was indeed foolish.

Recalling her series of actions since entering Lin Residence and who had recommended her in the first place.

The truth had become crystal clear.

Suddenly, Lin Wenxuan thought of a possibility, and his whole body broke out in a cold sweat.

No, it couldn’t be possible.

That matter was conducted so secretly, it was impossible for anyone to know!

He curled up on the worn straw mat, terrified, his hands sticky from the tea.

And this sensation made him think of something else.

His pupils shook, and he lifted his palm to look, only to see the light-colored tea gradually turn into a thicker shade.

"Ah—"

Lin Wenxuan screamed once more, completely passing out.

Meanwhile, Qi Yu was far from idle after returning to her residence.

She had already guessed part of the truth based on the information from Gu Jingping.

It was not long after she sat down that Shi Zhou came holding a person.

Qi Yu glanced at the person kneeling on the ground, pale-faced, and slightly curved her lips, "You must be Cuiqiao, aren’t you?"

Seeing her own name mentioned, Cuiqiao grew even more frightened, "Who are you...? You can’t arrest me?"

Just now, she was shopping in the street when someone suddenly knocked her out cold and brought her to this place.

This appeared to be the residence of some affluent household, grand in appearance.

Even the previous Su Residence did not match this one in grandeur.

Qi Yu raised her eyebrows, "And why can’t I arrest you?"

Trembling, Cuiqiao pointed at her, "Arresting someone... is illegal!"

Qi Yu chuckled lightly, her tone casual, "You know that arresting someone is illegal, so what about murder? Does it lead to beheading?"

"What... murder? I don’t know what you’re talking about?" Cuiqiao, panicked, swallowed her saliva, weakly retorted.

Qi Yu was not in a hurry to question further, letting her stew in her own fear.

People with a guilty conscious, on hearing anything, would relate it back to their own actions.

Cuiqiao bit her lip, trying not to make a sound.

Qi Yu leisurely sipped her tea, then said to her, "I can offer you a chance. If you reveal the truth yourself, I might consider letting you die less painfully."

Cuiqiao fell to the ground, frightened, "What truth? I don’t know what you are talking about?"

Qi Yu looked at her with a half-smile, "Is that so? But Lin Wenxuan has already confessed."

"What?" Cuiqiao heard the name and her expression suddenly changed as she screamed out loud.

She was already being tricked into Qi Yu’s trap, her hands trembling non-stop, "He... Who exactly are you? Did you capture Lin Wenxuan?"

Qi Yu nodded her head slightly, then suddenly leaned forward, getting close to her and spoke gently, "I am the ghost of Su Guihe, here to settle the scores with you all. None of you can escape."

As she finished speaking, a gust of wind blew by, leaving Cuiqiao’s back drenched in sweat and her neck feeling chilly.

"Ah! A ghost!" She screamed in fright at Qi Yu’s words, quickly stepping back a few steps, looking at the person in front of her with fear.

She believed Qi Yu’s words without any doubt, although Qi Yu looked nothing like Su Guihe at all.

Not only did this person know Lin Wenxuan, but she had also captured him.

Who else could have such resentment, if not Su Guihe?

Cuiqiao was completely panicked.

Even though it was broad daylight and the sun was still warmly shining on her, she felt a cold shiver throughout her body, unsettling her greatly.

Shi Zhou looked on as the person fainted, eyes rolling back. He crouched, checked her breathing, and said to Qi Yu, "You’ve scared her to faint."

Qi Yu shrugged indifferently, "Just splash some water on her to wake her up."

After saying that, she had someone bring over a bucket of cold water and poured it over Cuiqiao.

Just watching it made Shi Zhou shiver.

He frowned, finding it strange. It was almost May; how could it be this cold?

Drenched with a bucket of cold water, Cuiqiao opened her eyes, looking dazedly at the scene before her.

As her consciousness returned, she screamed again, seeing Qi Yu’s smiling expression and bolted to run away.

But she only managed a few steps before she was caught and brought back by that sword-carrying girl.

After several attempts, Cuiqiao finally ran out of strength.

She sat down on the ground, crying and looking up at the "ghost," "Miss, it wasn’t me who harmed you! It was all Lin Wenxuan’s doing. I was just... too scared to tell the truth. I was afraid, afraid that if I spoke, Lin Wenxuan would kill me too."

Seeing she had broken down, Qi Yu gently coaxed, "What did Lin Wenxuan do to me, do you still remember?"

Cuiqiao didn’t find anything wrong with her question; she was brainwashed now, and to her, the person sitting in front of her was her innocent miss who had died tragically.

She recalled the scenes of that night, tears streaming down her face, indistinguishable if it was due to sadness or sheer terror.

Sobbing, she said, "That night, I noticed the young miss was missing and hurried to look for her. As I reached the back door, I saw the young miss talking with Young Master Lin. I didn’t dare to interrupt, so I hid and watched from a distance."

By this point, she was already weeping uncontrollably.

Qi Yu coldly threatened, "What did you see? If you don’t finish your story, I won’t let you off!"

Cuiqiao, frightened, wiped her tears and patted her chest, continuing intermittently, "I saw... you talking, and then, I don’t know why, but the young miss and Young Master Lin started arguing, and he... he suddenly pushed the young miss. She hit the wall and fainted."

"And then?" Qi Yu’s expression gradually turned cold as she patiently asked.

Cuiqiao had stopped crying, her expression lifeless like a soulless doll, "The young miss was bleeding a lot from her head. I was terrified, wanting to call for help, but then I saw Young Master Lin pick up a stone and smash it on the young miss’s head, and then... then the young miss just... breathed her last!"

At this, she seemed to relive that night, terrified and holding her breath.

Qi Yu’s expression darkened slightly as she asked coldly, "And where did her body go? Did Lin Wenxuan hide it?"