In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 232: A Visit to the Cold Palace
Only then did Yue Mingxuan realize it, wasn’t the attendant standing before him precisely Xie Lianhua’s personal servant?
"Isn’t your princess cultivating herself in Cold Palace?" Yue Mingxuan asked. "What business does she have seeking me out?"
As the saying went, when a night owl enters the house, it’s never without reason.
It was better to remain a little guarded toward this women Xie Lianhua.
Sensing Yue Mingxuan’s wariness, the attendant gave a bitter smile and said, "Prince Yue truly doesn’t need to be so cautious. My princess has already been consigned to the Cold Palace and poses no threat to you now. She simply insists on seeing you no matter what, hoping that for the sake of old acquaintance, you might be willing to go and meet her once."
Hearing the desolation in the attendant’s words, a trace of softening passed through Yue Mingxuan’s heart.
Well, seeing her once would be fine.
In Cold Palace, she couldn’t possibly stir up any great trouble.
Xie Lianhua was lying on a wooden plank bed in Cold Palace.
The one hundred strokes of the warning rod from three days ago had beaten her to the point that she still could not get out of bed. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
What was even more hateful was that despite everyone knowing she was injured, not a single royal physician had been sent to treat her.
Left with no other choice, she had ordered someone to invite Yue Mingxuan.
She was still counting on this body to make a comeback, if scars were left behind, there would be no chance at all for her to turn things around.
When Yue Mingxuan followed the attendant into Xie Lianhua’s residence, he could not help but sigh inwardly.
Th Cold Palace was indeed far more desolate in every respect than other places.
Seeing Xie Lianhua lying weakly on the wooden plank, he already had a fair idea of the situation.
"You came to look for me so I could treat your injuries, didn’t you?" he asked.
Xie Lianhua had not expected Yue Mingxuan to see through her intentions so quickly.
Although she was thick skinned, she still felt a twinge of embarrassment.
"That’s part of it... and part of it isn’t," she said. "I can offer information you don’t know in exchange."
Yue Mingxuan glanced at Xie Lianhua.
In truth, she was not foolish.
She understood that in her current circumstances, relying on someone else’s sympathy was far less effective than offering something of interest in return.
Actually, even if she had simply asked outright, he would still have treated her injuries with full attention.
That was probably an instinct ingrained as a doctor, a natural accommodation and compassion toward the wounded people.
Seeing that Yue Mingxuan remained silent for a long time, Xie Lianhua began to grow anxious.
Now that she had been consigned to the Cold Palace, she had essentially lost any chance of turning her fate around.
The only person she could still place her hopes on was Imperial Consort Zhou, yet every message she sent out vanished like a stone dropped into the sea.
Left with no other option, she had been forced to seek out Yue Mingxuan.
If she could not receive proper treatment soon, she would surely end up like those miserable women who quietly died within the Cold Palace.
In order to prove that the intelligence she possessed was truly valuable, she spoke up almost impatiently. "Yue Mingxuan, do you know why you were tricked into being taken to a brothel?"
Yue Mingxuan glanced at her but said nothing.
How could he possibly know?
From the moment he had awakened after transmigrating, he had already been inside the brothel.
The original owner of this body had been utterly simple minded; for all anyone knew, he might have wandered over there on a whim.
"I and Imperial Consort Hua were both framed by Imperial Consort Zhou," Xie Lianhua said through clenched teeth, her hatred evident. "Those old women, every single one of them, is nothing but trouble."
Only then did a trace of expression finally appear on Yue Mingxuan’s face.
From Xie Lianhua’s words, it seemed that the Imperial Consort Zhou had also played a role in his being sent to the brothel.
Before his transmigration, the Fifth Prince’s popularity must truly have been abysmal.
Seeing the slight shift in Yue Mingxuan’s expression, Xie Lianhua felt a bit of relief and continued, "Well? I know far more than just this. As long as you treat the injuries from the beating on my body, I’ll tell you everything."
She had originally planned to keep this information as a lifeline, but now that her own life was hanging by a thread, these secrets naturally had to be used where they mattered most.
Looking at the eagerness in Xie Lianhua’s eyes, Yue Mingxuan suddenly found it all rather amusing for reasons he could not quite explain.
He did not bother to hide it and burst out laughing.
"Yue Mingxuan, what are you laughing at?" Xie Lianhua demanded, sensing that this was hardly a good sign.
Her voice carried a hint of anger.
Yue Mingxuan stopped laughing and fixed his gaze on her. "I’m laughing at you," he said calmly. "You’ve been used by others and yet you don’t even realize it. If I’m not mistaken, the reason you turned against Imperial Consort Hua was because you overheard that conversation we had back then, wasn’t it? I don’t mind telling you now, the reason you heard that conversation was because I deliberately let you hear it. And the result was exactly what I expected: after that, you betrayed Imperial Consort Hua."
Hearing Yue Mingxuan say this, a chill ran down Xie Lianhua’s spine and cold sweat seeping out across her back.
She stared at Yue Mingxuan as though she were looking at a ghost. "You’re not Yue Mingxuan... Who are you? Yue Mingxuan could never have had such deep scheming."
Yue Mingxuan took two steps forward and bent down slightly. He then looked down at Xie Lianhua from above and said, "Of course I’m not Yue Mingxuan. Yue Mingxuan died long ago, he died on the very day he was tricked by you into the brothel. The one standing before you now is a soul that crawled back from hell to seek revenge."
