amaotonovel Chapter 211 Who exactly was the woman from that day?
Chapter 211 Who exactly was the woman from that day?
A few days later, Su Wan'er came to buy medicine as usual. Sunlight filtered through the dappled leaves, casting its glow on the clinic floor.
Su Wan'er walked gracefully into the clinic. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes, but her face showed a hint of fatigue.
"Is the medicine I requested ready?" Su Wan'er frowned slightly, looking around, her voice clear yet tinged with a hint of languor.
Chen Ji, standing at the counter, bowed and scraped, his face plastered with a fawning smile, and respectfully said, "Your Highness, here is the medicine you requested." As he spoke, he took out several carefully wrapped packets of medicine from the counter and handed them to Su Wan'er.
Su Wan'er gently took the medicine packet, glanced at it casually, and hummed in response, her eyes revealing a hint of indifference. Then, she handed over the money with one hand and the medicine with the other, her movements swift and efficient.
After completing the transaction, a wicked smile suddenly appeared on her lips, as if she were hiding some unspeakable secret. Then, she turned and left the clinic, her steps light, completely unaware that the medicine had been switched.
In a corner of the clinic, Lin Qianqian hid in the shadows, her eyes fixed on Su Wan'er's every move. A hint of tension and vigilance flickered in her eyes, and her hands clenched unconsciously. When she saw Chen Ji hand the medicine to Su Wan'er, her heart skipped a beat; she only breathed a sigh of relief after Su Wan'er turned and left.
Lin Qianqian pondered to herself, a slight smile playing on her lips. She silently vowed, "Su Wan'er, you want to harm me? I won't let you succeed. This time, I'll make you reap what you sow." A resolute light shone in her eyes, as if she were ready to face any challenge.
Only after Su Wan'er's figure completely disappeared from the entrance of the clinic did Lin Qianqian slowly walk out from the corner. Her gaze was fixed on the direction Su Wan'er had gone, as if drawn by a magnet, with complex and unreadable emotions in her eyes.
Seeing her like this, Chen Ji was puzzled. He raised his hand and waved it vigorously in front of her face, his face showing a mixture of doubt and amusement: "Hey, what are you looking at? You're so engrossed, your soul is almost being stolen away!"
Lin Qianqian was startled, as if she had been jolted awake from her reverie. Her eyes focused instantly, and she waved her hands frantically, "Ah? No, no!" Her voice trembled slightly, and her cheeks flushed with nervousness.
Chen Ji was not about to give up. He raised an eyebrow and continued, "You still say you didn't! Your eyes are practically popping out of your head to follow her! I'm warning you, don't have any improper thoughts about her. She's a princess! Be careful, or the Ninth Prince will find out and be ruthless towards you. At that point, even our clinic might not be able to protect you!" As Chen Ji spoke, he gestured exaggeratedly, his expression full of seriousness.
Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian awkwardly scratched her head, forcing a sheepish smile to ease the tense atmosphere: "Master, you're really overthinking it. How could I dare to have such wicked thoughts? Hehehe."
But in that instant, her brows furrowed slightly, her mind racing as she calculated her next move, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. However, this subtle change went unnoticed by Chen Ji.
While tidying up the medicine cabinet, Chen Ji casually asked, "By the way, I've been here for so long, and I still don't know where you live? Is it far?"
Lin Qianqian's heart tightened, but she immediately put on a smile and her mind raced as she said casually, "Oh, my house is nearby, just a short walk away, it's super close!"
Chen Ji nodded after hearing this, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Lin Qianqian's slightly protruding belly. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his face full of doubt, and pointed at her stomach, asking, "Have you gained weight again? Your belly looks much bigger than before."
Lin Qianqian's expression changed drastically, and her smile froze on her face. However, she quickly regained her composure and hurriedly used her hands to protect her abdomen, trying to cover the slightly protruding curve.
She chuckled awkwardly, forcing an embarrassed expression on her face: "Well...hehehe...oh dear, I've had such a good appetite lately, I've been eating a lot, so I've gained weight~you know, when you gain weight, the fat goes to your belly first, it's normal, normal." As she spoke, her eyes darted around, avoiding Chen Ji's gaze.
Chen Ji didn't give up. He took a few steps closer, staring intently at Lin Qianqian's face, then at her stomach, and felt something was wrong even more: "But why is it only your stomach that's getting fat? Your face doesn't look fat at all! This is strange."
Lin Qianqian's heart was in her throat, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She knew she couldn't stay in this stalemate any longer and had to get away as soon as possible.
In her panic, she hastily made up an excuse: "Master, I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent to attend to, so I have to go first!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she ignored Chen Ji's reaction and turned around to walk hurriedly towards the entrance of the clinic, her steps quick and flustered.
Chen Ji stared at her departing figure, frozen in place, opening his mouth as if to call out to her, "Hey, you! This child..."
But Lin Qianqian had already disappeared through the door, leaving Chen Ji standing in the empty clinic with a face full of doubt.
Lin Qianqian finally emerged from the clinic and let out a long sigh of relief as she stepped onto the bustling street. Her chest heaved as she gasped for breath, one hand unconsciously on her hip, muttering to herself, "That scared me to death! I almost got caught!"
She took a slow step forward, her brows furrowed in a deep frown, anxiously calculating: "This can't go on. My belly is getting bigger every day; it'll give me away sooner or later! I have to think of something quickly!"
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became, completely absorbed in her worries and oblivious to the commotion around her.
Just as she was lost in thought, a voice suddenly called out "Ninth Princess" from behind her. The voice was deep and gentle, yet it seemed to carry a chill that went straight into her ears.
Lin Qianqian froze, her steps halting instantly as she slowly turned around. The moment their eyes met, her gaze widened, and she instinctively exclaimed, "Fifth...Fifth Prince?"
Before him stood Murong Han, dressed in a black brocade robe, his posture as upright as a pine tree. His expression was cold and stern, his deep eyes like a cold pool, calm and undisturbed, as he gazed quietly at Lin Qianqian, his eyes containing not only innate indifference but also a hint of inquiry and doubt.
After a long while, Murong Han parted his thin lips slightly but did not utter a sound. He simply took a step and walked slowly toward Lin Qianqian.
Each step was steady and powerful, the soles of the boots striking the ground with a soft yet clear sound, which to Lin Qianqian sounded like heavy hammer blows hitting her heart.
Lin Qianqian stood frozen in place, staring straight at Murong Han, her mind blank, filled with panic and unease. She couldn't understand why the Fifth Prince was here, or why he had called her over.
Murong Han walked steadily to Lin Qianqian. He lowered his head slightly, his gaze sharp as an eagle, and carefully examined her men's attire.
Suddenly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sneer that was hard to decipher. His voice was soft, but it carried a hint of mockery: "This outfit... is quite novel. Where are you planning to go?"
Lin Qianqian felt her cheeks burning, so embarrassed she wished she could disappear into the ground. She subconsciously scratched her head, then nervously pursed her lips, her brain racing, desperately trying to think of a solution.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she murmured casually, "Well, as you know, sometimes when you go out on business, women's clothing is inconvenient, while men's clothing is much more convenient! By the way, Your Highness, what a coincidence, what are you doing here?" As she spoke, her eyes flickered, with a hint of barely perceptible panic.
Murong Han ignored her question, simply placing his hands behind his back and slowly pacing around Lin Qianqian, his gaze seemingly trying to see through her.
His brow furrowed, the scene from that day flashing through his mind. The woman's face was somewhat blurry in his memory, but her figure and demeanor had left a deep impression on him. Now, he tried to find a resemblance between Lin Qianqian and that woman in the woman before him.
Time seemed to stand still. Murong Han remained silent for a long time, staring intently at Lin Qianqian, his eyes full of thought and inquiry.
Lin Qianqian felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze, her already anxious heart now pounding even harder. She pouted and pretended to be reproachful, muttering, "Your Highness~ What's wrong with you? You keep staring at me without saying a word. Is it because my men's attire is too dashing and has me mesmerized?"
As she spoke, she winked playfully, trying to break the suffocating silence with her teasing words.
Upon hearing this, Murong Han felt uneasy as if his thoughts had been read. He quickly glanced to the side, his lips unconsciously curving into a slight smile, before letting out a soft hum to conceal his unease.
Immediately afterwards, his gaze sharpened and locked onto Lin Qianqian, his voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of probing: "Does the Ninth Princess still remember... when Fourth Brother came to my residence before Xiang'er's wedding?"
Lin Qianqian looked completely bewildered, her eyes filled with confusion, utterly clueless about what Murong Han was up to.
She frowned subconsciously and asked, "What! Before Miss Xue's marriage? What happened? I wasn't there at the time, how could I remember anything?" As she spoke, she spread her hands, looking innocent, and continued, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you today? The questions you ask are getting more and more baffling."
Murong Han stared intently at Lin Qianqian's face, not missing a single subtle change in her expression. But Lin Qianqian's reaction made it impossible for him to discern the truth. He thought to himself, [Could it really not be her?]
"Your Highness~ Your Highness!" Lin Qianqian saw that Murong Han had fallen silent again, his eyes vacant, and she didn't know what he was thinking, so she raised her voice, trying to get his attention back.
Murong Han snapped back to reality, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes. "!!!"
Lin Qianqian bowed slightly and said politely, "Your Highness, it's getting late, and I should go back now, otherwise the Ninth Prince will worry. Your Highness, I'll take my leave." After saying that, she turned and walked towards the Ninth Prince's residence, her steps neither hurried nor slow, but revealing a hint of urgency.
Murong Han stood there, his gaze following Lin Qianqian's departing figure, lingering for a long time. A gentle breeze caressed him, ruffling his hair, but he remained oblivious.
At this moment, his mind was in turmoil, and the image of the woman under the sun and moon kept appearing in his mind. "Is that mysterious woman really her? If not, then who is she?" Countless questions swirled in his mind, lingering for a long time.