Stunning Poisonous Doctor Princess

Chapter 469 In a Towering Rage

"Really? I have a feeling that you're not some commoner."

There was a hint of rumination in the eyes of the second son of Prince Qing.

Lin Mengya suddenly realized that she had made a mistake.

She instantly lowered her head and covered her lips coyly. Her mind was racing as she thought of ways to cover up her mistake.

"You must be joking, sir. I'm merely a common girl. Only that your elder brother fancied me."

Lin Mengya answered cautiously. She should not have appeared so calm in the first place.

Everyone knew what kind of a person Zuo Yuanyi was.

If she was going to look like jackals from the same lair with Zuo Yuanyi, she had to put on some air of coarse feminine charm and tackiness.

She chided herself for her negligence. She had forgotten about the details.

Why would an intelligent and sensible woman, who was also pretty, settle on the good-for-nothing Zuo Yuanyi, unless she had a secret which she kept from people?

Lin Mengya had committed this mistake. She was now worried that she had made the second son of Prince Qing suspicious.

"My elder brother has a wicked taste and you're still willing to submit to him. Tell me, who has sent you to be a spy by my brother's side? What is your intention?"

A chilling look flashed across his eyes and in the next second, Lin Mengya felt something cold on her neck. It was the blade of a sharp sword on her shoulder.

Her breathing quickened. She would be lying if she said she was not scared.

There was still some time left of the ten minutes, and the second son of Prince Qing had also set his eyes on Baishao.

If Baishao were to flee now, she would not have any way of escape.

This second son of Prince Qing was not a blockhead. There was no sign of hesitation on his face.

"Sir, sir, what are you… trying to do…"

While Lin Mengya tried to maintain some composure, she also exaggerated the fear on her face.

She no longer dared to look straight into the eyes of the second son of Prince Qing. Her eyes were flitting here and there and tears were starting to well up in them.

"Of course what I want is your life, although it would be such a waste to let the head of such a beautiful woman roll to the ground. However, I'll let you off if you tell me who sent you."

The second son of Prince Qing fixed his cold gaze at her as the sharp sword in his hand inched closer to Lin Mengya's neck.

"Sir… what is this joke you're talking about? I… I am only a common village woman… how would, how would I have someone inciting me?"

There was a tremor in Lin Mengya's voice while at the same time, she tried to sound like she had accidentally given away bits of a clue.

As she expected, the eyes of the second son of Prince Qing turned cold as he caught on to the clue. He stared at her coldly and pressed the sword harder onto her neck. Lin Mengya immediately felt the burning sensation of pain on her neck.

Her sensitive nose quickly picked up the scent of blood.

Oh no, it appeared that this man's intention to kill had been provoked.

Lin Mengya bit her lips as if she had bitten the bullet. She threw a determined look at the second son of Prince Qing and spoke with a ruthless voice, "That's right. Since you've seen through me, I can't keep this from you any longer. I was indeed sent by someone to get close to your brother. However, you have to promise not to lay a finger on me first before I tell you who was behind this."

The expression on Lin Mengya's face seemed to say that she was ready to risk everything, and this convinced the second son of Prince Qing that she was going to tell the truth.

Revealing a smirk at the corner of his mouth, he loosened his grip on the sword in his hand.

"Out with it. If you tell me the truth, I'll let you off. However, if you lie to me, you'll not escape death."

Lin Mengya knew that she had earned his trust as of now, but she was not going to take any chances.

What goes around comes around. She was just extorting Zuo Yuanyi to confess, and now it was her turn to become the captive.

"Get your maidservant to come in here. You can try me and play tricks if you dare."

The second son of Prince Qing supposed that Lin Mengya had been scared out of her wits.

He put his sword back in the scabbard.

However, the expression on his face remained cold and it sent chills up her spine.

Without Lin Mengya instructing Baishao what to do, she immediately stood behind her master.

The two ladies shared a common thought, which was to delay the time so that once Long Tianyu and Zuo Qiuchen realized something wrong, they would be saved.

Lin Mengya quietly patted Baishao's hand as she told her not to be afraid and that she would be able to handle the situation.

"I wonder what you would like to know, sir?"

Lin Mengya stood before the second son of Prince Qing warily and watched his every move closely.

"Let me ask you, who sent you?"

The second son of Prince Qing put his sword down on the table and started interrogating the two ladies calmly.

"It's, it's… We've been sent by the emperor."

This was not a lie. Lin Mengya naturally knew that this man was not easily fooled. She would tell half-truths so that it would not be easy to see through her lies.

"The emperor? Why would the emperor send you?"

The second son of Prince Qing did not seem nervous at the mention of the emperor.

It appeared that Prince Qing's intention was known to all men.

Even his two sons did not seem to think much of her Cousin Chen as the emperor.

"The emperor had sent us to lie fallow here and wait for further instructions from him.

Subconsciously, Lin Mengya blocked Baishao with her body.

She had been the only person answering the questions and this might make the second son of Prince Qing suspicious. If he were to interrogate the two of them separately, she wondered if Baishao would be able to play along with her to make up the same story.

"Are you both the emperor's spies?" asked the second son of Prince Qing.

Obviously, he had picked up their fidgety movements.

Lin Mengya nodded immediately. She had to get Baishao involved so as to protect her temporarily.

"Ba, how interesting is the young emperor! Knowing what a lecher my elder brother is, the emperor had allowed two beautiful women to come all the way here to entice him. Unfortunately, the more beautiful a woman is, the more untrustworthy she is."

His judgment as a straight man allowed Lin Mengya to know him even better.

He was a typical chauvinistic man who thought that women were merely toys and appendages.

One day, he would definitely suffer under a woman's hand.

"Sir, I've told you everything I know. Please keep to your promise and let us go. We promise you to disappear completely from your sight from now on."

The second son of Prince Qing set his gaze on the two of them and pondered, but Lin Mengya had no idea what he was thinking.

While Lin Mengya's heart drummed on, she was quietly keeping track of time.

She supposed the two men must have realized that something had gone wrong. They would probably be here in no time.

"Let you go? Did I say I was going to do that? Since you're here, one of you has to stay behind."

Baishao pushed Lin Mengya aside immediately and offered herself, saying, "Me, I'll remain behind. Let her go, and I'll do anything you ask."

Lin Mengya had known that Baishao would sacrifice herself to save Lin Mengya.

However, Lin Mengya did not believe that this man would be so merciful.

"Looks like you have a very close relationship. This is so hard to come by. Even women like you have someone who was willing to die on your behalf. I shall grant your wishes."

Lin Mengya knew things had gone wrong, but Baishao was still unaware and was rather happy when she heard what the man said.

Before Baishao's smile turn into a grin, all of a sudden, the sharp tip of the sword protruded from Baishao's chest.

Bright red blood smeared onto the blade of the sword and composed as Lin Mengya usually was, Lin Mengya's mind went blank at that instant.

Her vision and mind had been filled with the image of that sword that had impaled through Baishao's chest.

"Snort, what a waste for this sword. I don't care who sent you. Go back and tell your master that if he conceives any evil plans against Prince Qing, he will end up like this woman."

The second son of Prince Qing waved his hand in dismissal. His detestable and indifferent expression provoked Lin Mengya to great anger.

Despite having severely injured, Baishao had not breathed her last perhaps because the sword had not been drawn out of her body. She retreated a few steps and was about to fall onto a chair.

Almost at the same time, Lin Mengya caught hold of Baishao's staggering body.

Lin Mengya could only use her left arm, but catching Baishao with her left arm was causing more blood to flow of Baishao.

"Mas… Master…"

Baishao's weakening voice escaped her pink lips together with bright red fresh blood.

Lin Mengya felt a hard blow on her heart, as if it had been crushed by a hammer.

Once again, death had played out before her eyes.

Moreover, this time, she was the person who had indirectly caused the death.

Lin Mengya could almost feel her mind exploding into pieces. She held on tightly to Baishao but was unable to utter a word.

"Don't… Don't be upset. Quick, run… quick…"

The pain and the loss of blood were quickly depleting Baishao's life.

The pain was excruciating and Baishao knew she was not going to make it, but she was still worried about her master.

"I can save you! I will save you! Baishao, hang on there, do you hear? I'm not going to let you die!"

Lin Mengya forced herself to calm down.

However, the strong scent of blood was knocking her off her senses and she became flustered.

"She's will die soon. Aren't you going to flee?"

A ghastly voice echoed from behind Lin Mengya.

Extreme pain and rage spurred Lin Mengya to abandon all her fears.

She glared at the murderer with eyes full of rage.

"I thought you wanted to capture me? Come on, I'm right here! What's the big deal about Prince Qing's Mansion? You've brought harm to my people and one day, I'm going to annihilate your entire mansion!"

A hideous expression appeared on Lin Mengya's face as she lashed out those ferocious words.

In that instant when Lin Mengya turned back and roared with rage, she sounded like Asura, the malevolent spirits in hell, all ready to kill.

As calm and composed as the second son of Prince Qing, he could not help but shudder.

In that instant, he understood what she meant.

He dazed for a second, but quickly recovered and appeared delighted.

Could she be Princess Anle, whom his father had instructed to capture? If he succeeded, his father would reward him richly.

Yes, that must be it! Although the hatred on her pretty face looked as if she would bite, she did bear a resemblance to the portrait of Princess Zhaochang.

He just did not look closely enough just now and failed to recognize her.