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Xu Xianzhi's eyes were bloodshot with rage as he shouted, "Song Feiwan, you shut your mouth about the Young Master! He did not poison anyone, so stop spreading such absurd lies!"
His grip on the fan handle tightened, and his gaze at Song Feiwan was filled with disbelief. It was just a few mushrooms; how could they possibly dissolve bones? There had to be some mistake! Yet, with so many people around, he couldn't silence her!
The family servant, realizing his predicament, burst into tears and pleaded with Song Feiwan, "Doctor, am I really beyond saving? I still have a child in my belly; I can't die! Please, think of something!"
Song Feiwan replied coldly, "What do you have to offer me?"
Her words struck him like a hammer, resonating painfully in her mind. The power of desperation was immense; it awakened her maternal instincts as she glared at Xu Xianzhi in resentment. It was him! This was all orchestrated by the Young Master!
They were not mere servants of the Young Master’s residence but rather troublesome patients he had sought out! He wanted them to make things difficult for the Lady, to tarnish her reputation! All she had to do was pretend to be poisoned, and he promised her a large sum of silver afterward. Never did she expect that he wanted her life!
As she spoke those last words, tears streamed down her face. "My Lady, I truly realize my mistakes! Please save me!"
With her goal achieved, Song Feiwan responded with a faint acknowledgment and instructed, "Help her inside and give her a dose of the antidote from the red vial."
The attendants rushed over to carry the woman away while the curious gazes of the townsfolk pierced Xu Xianzhi like needles, causing his face to flush and his features to contort in anger.
"Who poisoned you? You lowly wretch dare to slander the Young Master? Just wait; I will have your tongue cut out!"
In a panic, he lunged toward the poisoned pregnant woman!
But Rong Anning was quicker than Song Feiwan and intercepted him. "Xu Xianzhi, what madness is this? You dare frame the current Princess Consort? Just wait; I will definitely tell my brother about this!"
Xu Xianzhi had heard of the methods employed by the Dali Temple; his body trembled violently as one thought consumed him: he must not let any evidence fall into Rong Jiayi's hands!
He swiftly drew the dagger hidden in his sleeve and lunged at Rong Anning.
"Get away!"
Although Rong Anning was skilled in martial arts, she was unarmed and had not expected Xu Xianzhi to dare to attack her. She froze for a moment.
In that fleeting instant, the tip of the dagger had already brushed against her clothing.
Song Feiwan's eyes widened in shock. "Rong Anning!"
She reached out to snatch the dagger, but was still a step too late, watching helplessly as the dagger plunged toward her!
Suddenly, Xu Xianzhi's wrist was seized by a large hand, twisted with great force!
The sound of bones cracking accompanied Xu Xianzhi's piercing scream.
Song Feiwan looked up to see that it was Rong Jiayi who had stopped him.
"To attempt to assassinate the young lady of the Rong family—you're seeking death."
His expression was cold and unyielding, devoid of warmth, resembling a death god as he not only broke Xu Xianzhi's wrist but also delivered a heavy kick to his knee!
Xu Xianzhi collapsed to the ground, pain rendering him incapable of further resistance!
Rong Anning's eyes lit up. "Brother!"
Rong Jiayi glanced at her and coldly commanded his subordinates, "Take him down."
"Yes!"
The onlookers quickly stepped aside as the officials moved forward to bind Xu Xianzhi!
He attempted to plead his case, but with a wave of Rong Jiayi's hand, the officials covered his mouth tightly!
Through the path cleared by the crowd, Nan, sitting in the carriage, finally caught sight of Song Feiwan.
She stood alongside Rong Jiayi, causing his gaze to turn icy.
Rong Jiayi had sharp instincts and sensed something amiss; he turned to look over as well.
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