Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince
Chapter 235 What exactly did you do to the master?

Chapter 235: Chapter 235 What exactly did you do to the master?

Qi Yu hurried back, only to find Song Ting being hoisted up by Qinrui.

She paused in her steps, her expression somewhat speechless.

She didn’t know whether to commend Qinrui for her strength or to say that Song Ting, the little crybaby, was too weak.

Clearly standing as tall as Qinrui, yet he was carried like a little chick.

Song Ting called out, Qinrui’s expression changed, and she let him go.

She turned her head and saw Qi Yu standing there perfectly fine a short distance away.

She felt inexplicably guilty.

Seeing the person standing behind Qi Yu, she felt even more embarrassed and lowered her head.

It was over, such a childish scene had been witnessed by her master.

The master must think she’s very unreliable.

Song Ting ran up to Qi Yu, chirping and complaining to her.

Upon learning that he had been "killed," Qi Yu raised an eyebrow, her gaze "affectionately" turning toward Qinrui.

Qinrui stiffened her neck and glared back, "It was just a joke, what’s the big deal, he even pushed..."

Before she could finish, Liu Wensheng interrupted: "Go down and take your punishment."

Qinrui’s eyes reddened with grievance, she really hadn’t done anything, and yet she had been pushed.

But she couldn’t defy her master’s words.

She responded disheartenedly, "Yes, Master."

Then she withdrew.

Qi Yu, looking at Song Ting who was crying like a kitten, also felt a headache.

She took out a handkerchief to wipe his face, teasing, "Crybaby, if you cry any more, you’ll go blind."

Song Ting pouted, remaining silent.

He definitely wasn’t any crybaby!

After wiping the tears from the little one, she noticed another white figure standing nearby.

She looked at him curiously, "Anything else?"

Liu Wensheng fell silent, then said, "You haven’t answered my question."

Qi Yu laughed in frustration.

Song Ting snuggled into Qi Yu’s arms, his big eyes flickering back and forth between the two.

She patted the little one’s head, "Go play."

Song Ting was reluctant, but he could see that his cousin and this big villain had things to discuss.

He walked away feeling sulky.

Qi Yu poured a cup of tea, her tone becoming milder, "You asked why I am not afraid? However, I would like to know, why should I be afraid?"

Bringing her to the dungeon, wasn’t it just to see a fearful expression on her face, followed by her kneeling and begging him to spare her life?

If his objective wasn’t achieved, why ask why she isn’t scared?

He truly was the most shameless person in the world.

Confronted with her questioning, Liu Wensheng’s eyes flickered slightly.

He knew his actions were contradictory, but he was genuinely curious about her response.

He had long known that in everyone’s eyes, he was a thoroughly bad person.

But he also wanted to know if, in someone’s eyes, he was different.

Not sure if it was because he wore a different Human Skin Mask today, but Qi Yu always felt this psychopath was unusually quiet today.

And, he seemed to look much more pleasing to the eye.

Indeed, people judge by appearances.

She drank the tea in her cup and said lightly, "As the saying goes, ’If you’ve done nothing wrong, you’ve nothing to fear from a ghost knocking at your door.’ I haven’t done anything wrong, so why should I be afraid?"

As she spoke, she saw the man opposite her face change slightly, and her lips curved into a cold smile, continuing, "These people weren’t captured by me, nor were they killed by me, even if there’s revenge to be sought, it wouldn’t be on me."

Liu Wensheng’s expression had completely cooled down, and with a slight sneer, he said mockingly, "Everyone says that Princess Qi Yu is different from others. Now it seems that she is nothing special after all."

These words, anyone could say them.

But some people, they just shouldn’t be alive.

Letting them die would be letting them off easy.

It would be best to confine them in a place where they cannot see the sun and let them deeply repent for their sins.

He never felt there was anything wrong with his actions, to kill or not to kill, it was all up to his mood.

Qi Yu saw that his eyes had already tinted with blood red, his murderous intent intense, yet her expression hadn’t changed in the slightest.

Suddenly, she spoke out, interrupting those shocking thoughts, "How is this behavior any different from those people?"

Her indifferent tone was like a peal of thunder, unexpectedly striking his head.

His eyes nearly splitting, he looked at this calm girl, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Even though it was a sunny day, his body felt as if it were in an ice cellar.

It was as if he was back on that night when he had plunged the sharp blade into the heart of someone who had tried to kill him.

The pleasure was so intense, watching those who had always bullied him die under his knife, gradually losing their breath.

It was simply the most blissful thing in the world.

Qi Yu saw his dark pupils had turned a bloody red, sensed something was wrong, and swiftly dodged before he could strike her with his palm.

The teacup she threw casually was crushed into pieces in Liu Wensheng’s palm, splintering, the fragments cutting his skin, and fresh blood flowed out.

Qi Yu sharply noticed something was off.

This state, it seemed like he had utterly lost his mind.

She quickly took a silver needle from her sleeve, and while he was still obsessively staring at the gruesome blood on his hand, thrust it into the back of his neck.

The silver needle pierced into the skin, causing Liu Wensheng to grunt.

He wanted to remove this painful object, but he fainted before he could even turn around.

Qi Yu, looking at the person collapsed on the floor, felt her scalp tingle.

She called Qinrui over, and the two of them together helped Liu Wensheng onto the bed.

Qinrui, seeing her master’s palm full of bloodied flesh, her eyes reddened.

Glaring fiercely at the culprit, she asked sharply, "What exactly did you do to my master?"

Qi Yu raised her hand to cut her off.

Now was not the time to argue, and she quickly bandaged Liu Wensheng’s wounds.

She held his pulse, felt it for a while, and her expression gradually turned serious.

A doctor’s compassion dictates, even though this person had wanted to kill her just moments ago, she couldn’t just stand by and watch him die.

Moreover, she always felt that there was some secret hidden behind all this.

She stuffed Liu Wensheng’s hand under the blanket; it was nearly May, and the sunlight outside the window was dazzling, but his entire body was cold.

Qinrui watched her every move vigilantly.

Seeing that she was only taking his pulse and not doing anything else, she finally relaxed a little.

"What exactly is wrong with my master?"

Qi Yu didn’t respond to her, but walked over to the desk, picked up a pen, wrote down a few names of herbs on paper, and handed it to her, "Get these herbs."

Qinrui didn’t want to take it, but seeing her stern expression, she felt inexplicably anxious inside.

She quickly ordered someone to fetch the herbs from Ziyang Pavilion, placed them in front of Qi Yu, "Here are the herbs."

Qi Yu waved her hand, "Take them to the kitchen, boil them for two hours, then bring them here."

Qinrui pursed her lips, but didn’t say anything in the end.

Even if this person had ill intentions, for now, only she could revive her master.

Taking advantage of the time needed to prepare the medicine, Qi Yu sent Qinrui out of the room and performed acupuncture on Liu Wensheng.

Struggling to turn him over, just as she took off his clothes, Qi Yu’s expression suddenly changed.