Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince-Chapter 37 - Do You Want Revenge

Feigning shyness, Qi Anran avoided his eyes, “Then what does the Prince wish for?”

Li Ming’an, intoxicated with lust, held her close and whispered in her ear, “Come to the Prince Residence tonight…”

Their gazes were tightly entangled, completely unaware that their words had been overheard.

On the other side of the screen, Qi Yu showed deep disgust in her eyes and suddenly found the delicacies on the table less appetizing.

Could these damned people not find somewhere private for their tryst?

She really did not want to hear this live erotica.

“Maybe we should change our spot?” she muttered, tugging at Li Mingjue’s sleeve, her face filled with revulsion.

Li Mingjue calmly served her food and whispered, “Don’t you want to hear how Li Ming’an plans to kill you?”

At this, Qi Yu’s complexion grew even worse.

Anyone would lose their appetite upon hearing that someone next door wished them dead, right?

And there was more than one person who wanted her dead.

She couldn’t help but count on her fingers.

Li Ming’an, Qi Anran, Qi Wei, the Noble Consort…

She had far too many enemies!

Qi Yu angrily bit into a drunken crab; as the delicious taste burst in her mouth, her attention was immediately captivated.

“Delicious!”

Li Mingjue shook his head, chuckling softly.

Just a second ago, she had been grimly counting her enemies, but now she was conquered by the drunken crab.

He wasn’t sure whether to call her brave or simply lacking in sensibility.

However, a cold light flickered in his eyes.

Daring to lay hands on his Princess, these two seemed to be tired of living!

He glanced at the person whose mouth was greasy with food and spoke indifferently, “Do you want revenge?”

“Hm?” Qi Yu looked up, her expression somewhat vacant, as she cracked open a crab shell.

Revenge for what?

She was currently too engrossed in the world of delicacies to care about anything else.

Couldn’t it wait until after she had finished eating?

Li Mingjue glanced at the opposite side and said coldly, “Since Li Ming’an is so fond of poisoning, why not return the favor using his own methods?”

Qi Yu clapped her hands in approval, her praise not entirely heartfelt, “That’s a really clever move, Prince.”

“However, what poison do you plan to use?” She wiped her mouth, asking with some curiosity.

Li Mingjue slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at her, countering with a question, “What does the Princess think?”

Now Qi Yu was energized.

She went through all the various medicines in her inventory—if there was one that could make those two suffer without being lethal…

It had to be laxatives!

Qi Yu gestured with a secret sign.

Shiqi, who had been hiding in the shadows, swiftly appeared and, with his hands folded, said, “What does the Princess command?”

Qi Yu spoke unhurriedly, “Find a way to slip some laxatives into the dishes of the two people next to us.”

Having said this, she directly tossed a packet of strong laxatives in front of him.

With this packet, she guaranteed that Li Ming’an and Qi Anran would not be able to straighten their backs for a few days.

Let’s see if they dare to flirt in public and insult her ears again!

Shiqi picked up the packet of laxatives, a vein throbbing on his temple.

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He really wanted to say, he was a Hidden Guard, fit for fighting and killing, but administering drugs was just too lowly a task.

But his Princess had spoken, and he glanced again at the Prince next to him, smiling and looking dotingly at her.

Shiqi could only silently sigh, “Yes.”

After slipping the drug into the wine in the kitchen and watching the pot being taken to the private room, Shiqi went back to report.

“Back to the Princess, the wine with the drug has been delivered.”

Qi Yu nodded, “Good, you’ve worked hard.”

Shiqi looked at the dishes that the Princess had swept clean from the table, a crack appearing on his eternally icy face.

During the brief moment it took him to administer the drug, his Princess had devoured an entire table’s worth of food.

Was she really not afraid of bursting her belly?

Qi Yu was unaware of Shiqi’s rich inner thoughts.

She calmly wiped her hands and slumped into the chair with a satisfied expression.

The meal was eaten, the drug was given, and the day had indeed been eventful.

Next, she would just wait for the drama to unfold.

As she was pondering this, a sudden crash of breaking porcelain sounded from the room next door.

It was followed by Li Ming’an’s roar, “Who served this wine, come out!”

When the owner rushed upstairs, Li Ming’an was covered in sweat, clutching his abdomen, his face twisted in pain.

“Does the Prince have any commands?”

Li Ming’an and Qi Anran were by then in too much pain to speak, and their abdomens kept emitting certain sounds uncontrollably.

With eyes bulging in fury, he pointed at the owner and cursed, “What did you put in this wine?”

The owner’s face changed, and he immediately retorted, “I don’t understand what you mean, Prince.

The wines at Zuichun Building have always been clean; how could there be anything in them?”

As a crowd had gathered around to watch the scene, the matter concerned Zuichun Building’s reputation; he had to stand firm.

Enduring the pain, Li Ming’an pointed and cursed, “The moment I find out, you can forget about running Zuichun Building!”

The owner bowed, neither humble nor arrogant, and said to the onlookers, “You are all regular patrons of Zuichun Building; you have all tasted our wine.

Today, Prince An is using his power to oppress Zuichun Building; I merely seek justice!”

Upon hearing this, someone in the crowd immediately echoed, “Indeed, I drink the wine from Zuichun Building every day and have never found any problem!”

“Exactly, perhaps he ate something unclean beforehand!”

This sparked an outcry, and others began to speak in defense of the owner.

Seeing everyone pointing fingers at him, Li Ming’an, suppressing his agony, retorted angrily, “Would I deliberately frame a mere Zuichun Building?”

Before the owner could say anything, a white-clothed gentleman in the room laughed mockingly, “Stirring up trouble, isn’t that Prince An’s specialty?”

The crowd turned and recognized the speaker as Shen Xiheng.

Being a regular guest of Zuichun Building, his words naturally held more weight with the rest of the patrons.

Li Ming’an, seeing Shen Xiheng, became even more infuriated.

Shen Xiheng walked over with a fan in hand, his grace contrasting sharply with Li Ming’an’s disheveled state.

“Shen Xiheng, how dare you show disrespect to this Prince!”

Looking at Li Ming’an’s pale green face, Shen Xiheng’s mood couldn’t be better.

With a casually polite smile hiding a cutting edge, he taunted, “Perhaps Prince An should conserve some energy.

Otherwise, this humble official is worried you might not return to Prince An Residence unscathed.”