20demayo Chapter 1348 Outsmarting
Chapter 1348 Outsmarting
But if he didn't let her leave, and she continued to cause trouble like this, her injuries would worsen, making it even harder for him to handle the situation.
"Drink the ginseng soup first, then we can talk slowly." Lin Yiwan picked up the ginseng soup and handed it to Rong Zhiyu.
Her tone left no room for argument: "If you refuse to even drink the ginseng soup and insist on making a scene, then you really don't want to live a good life. In that case, outsiders will only say that you don't know what's good for you, not that the Marquis's mansion is mistreating you."
Rong Zhiyu looked at the ginseng soup handed to him, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.
She knew that Lin Yiwan's words were a reminder that if she went too far, it would backfire.
She remained silent for a moment, but finally accepted the ginseng soup and sipped it slowly. The warm ginseng soup slid into her stomach, bringing some warmth to her weak body, but her resolve remained unwavering.
After finishing the ginseng soup, she handed the bowl back to the maid, looked at Lin Yiwan again, and said in a stubborn tone, "Madam, I have drunk the ginseng soup. I know you have concerns, but I promise you that as long as you let me leave, I will never disturb the peace of the Marquis's mansion again, and I will never say a word against the Marquis's mansion to outsiders."
Lin Yiwan looked at her and remained silent for a long time.
Rong Zhiyu remained silent, engaging in a power struggle with Lin Yiwan.
She believed that she would definitely not agree, so she could only send Zhan Mu out of the palace to persuade her.
Then she'll have a way to pester Zhan Mu to quickly finalize their marriage.
Just as she was lost in thought, Lin Yiwan's voice suddenly rang in her ears: "Alright, I grant your request. I'll have someone send you away right away!"
Rong Zhiyu was stunned; she hadn't expected this outcome.
Shouldn't she remember the life-saving grace she owed Zhan Mu and try her best to keep him?
She gripped her palms tightly, trying to calm herself down and not lose her composure.
At this moment, Lin Yiwan spoke up: "Zi'er, escort Miss Rong to the inn and take care of her daily needs. Remember, her injuries haven't healed yet, so don't let her wander around recklessly, lest she develop a chronic illness!"
Zi'er strode in from outside: "Yes, Your Majesty, I will take good care of Miss Rong and return to report to you once she has fully recovered!"
Lin Yiwan patted Rong Zhiyu's arm with a smile: "I know that Miss Rong is of noble character and does not want to be known as someone who lives under someone else's roof. Now that Amu is busy with official duties, he cannot come to see you off in person. Please do not mind!"
A flash of annoyance crossed Rong Zhiyu's eyes. Where was Zhan Mu busy?
He can play with Lin Zhen'er, so why can't he leave the palace to take care of her?
Ultimately, it was Lin Yiwan who interfered and deliberately separated them.
They even sent people to monitor her; were they afraid she would ruin the reputation of the Marquis of Zhanyi's mansion?
Rong Zhiyu harbored resentment, but she also understood that she was now in a difficult situation.
She had no choice but to leave the Marquis of Zhanyi's residence!
How can this be good?
She pretended to bow to Lin Yiwan, saying, "Thank you, Madam Marquis!"
The words had barely left his mouth when he suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted.
Lin Yiwan reached out to support her: "Miss Rong, what's wrong?"
Rong Zhiyu kept her eyes tightly closed, and no matter how much she called out, she did not respond.
It wasn't until the sharp silver needle pierced her vital points that she shuddered in pain.
Good heavens, Lin Yiwan is trying to kill her.
She clenched her fists so tightly that her sharp nails almost pierced her palms.
She could only pretend to slowly wake up; otherwise, she would have been in excruciating pain.
She struggled to open her eyes; "Madam, what just happened to me?"
Lin Yiwan replied with concern, "Miss Rong, I was just about to ask you that. You were talking perfectly fine just now, how did you suddenly faint?"
Rong Zhiyu dared not admit that she was faking it, so she could only awkwardly say, "I don't know what happened, I just felt dizzy and my vision went black!"
Lin Yiwan nodded: "I've already ordered a carriage to be prepared. Zi'er is strong, so let her carry you out of the manor!"
Rong Zhiyu stared wide-eyed in astonishment. Was he still going to let her go?
She was so weak!
She was filled with regret at that moment. She shouldn't have used the tactic of retreating to advance, which had actually driven her into a desperate situation.
At this moment, Zi'er had already come to her: "Miss Rong, please let me carry you out!"
Rong Zhiyu stubbornly said, "Absolutely not, I absolutely cannot trouble Miss Zi'er!"
After saying that, she forced herself to stagger out.
Lin Yiwan and Zi'er exchanged a glance and nodded at her subtly.
Zi'er hurriedly chased after Rong Zhiyu, saying, "Miss Rong, please wait for me!"
Rong Zhiyu did not stop walking. She was a very decisive person. Since she could not stay in the Zhanyi Marquis's mansion, she would never make any more trouble.
She would try every means to find Zhan Mu, believing that with his feelings for her, he would definitely beg her to come back.
Then she'll put on airs and have Lin Yiwan personally invite him.
Thinking of this, a chilling glint flashed in her eyes.
She arrived at the inn and deliberately acted as if she were extremely weak.
She did everything herself and never gave Zi'er any instructions, treating her as if she were invisible.
Zi'er stood guard outside the guest room door without leaving for a moment, her eyes watching the surroundings warily. Lin Yiwan had given her instructions: she had to keep an eye on Rong Zhiyu to prevent her from causing trouble, but she couldn't push her too hard, lest she give others something to gossip about.
Rong Zhiyu lay on the couch, seemingly drowsy, but in reality, all she could hear was Zi'er's footsteps outside the door, one after another, making her feel uneasy.
She knew that Zi'er was Lin Yiwan's confidante and had a strong foundation in martial arts, so a direct escape was definitely not an option; she could only outsmart her.
As night fell, most of the guests in the inn went to bed, with only a few drinkers downstairs playing drinking games.
Rong Zhiyu slowly sat up, clutching her chest and coughing violently. Her voice was terribly hoarse, one cough after another, as if she were coughing up her lungs. Zi'er, who was outside the door, was indeed startled. When she pushed the door open, her brows were tightly furrowed: "Miss Rong, are you alright?"
Rong Zhiyu raised her pale face, her lips devoid of color. She shook her head and coughed violently a few times, a trace of crimson stain appearing on her fingertips.
Zi'er's expression changed slightly. She stepped forward to check on her condition, but Rong Zhiyu shrank back and said weakly, "Miss Zi'er, don't worry. It's just an old ailment. I'll be fine after a rest... But I suddenly remembered that I have a medicine bottle in my bag. It's a cough remedy prescribed by the doctor. Could you please get it for me? It's in my lake-blue jacket."
Zi'er hesitated for a moment, her gaze sweeping over Rong Zhiyu's lifeless face, before finally nodding.
Rong Zhiyu's bundle was placed on the chair next to the table. Zi'er went over to rummage through it. In the instant her back was turned to Rong Zhiyu, a glint of shrewdness flashed in Rong Zhiyu's eyes.