sjar Chapter 19 Jiang Luan Becomes a Demon
Chapter 19 Jiang Luan Becomes a Demon
Qin Xin quickly said, "Miss, what nonsense are you talking about!"
He glanced at the door again, got up and closed it, then returned to Jiang Luan's side to help her with her makeup.
"Although Miss likes His Highness Prince Jing, Prince Jing's feelings for Miss are only fleeting."
This charade must continue; we can't let anyone notice.
Besides, His Majesty clearly prefers Prince Liang, so the position of Crown Prince...
Jiang Luan gave Qin Xin a cold look, and Han Xiang was so frightened that she retreated repeatedly.
"Miss, I'm only doing this for your sake."
Jiang Luan smiled slightly, her lips curving upwards. "Come here."
Qin Xin looked at her with a look of horror.
"Miss, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
Before she could finish speaking, she picked up the scissors from the table and pressed them against her neck.
Jiang Luan smiled mischievously, "After being my maid for so long, don't you know what you should and shouldn't say?"
"This servant understands..."
Hanxiang's heart tightened involuntarily, her fingers, which were tucked into her sleeves, clenched slightly, and a look of panic flashed in her eyes as she involuntarily glanced down.
She tried to shrink back, attempting to avoid the scissors in Jiang Luan's hand.
Jiang Luan raised her eyes slightly and impatiently pressed the scissors against Hanxiang's neck with a little force. "Don't move!"
Jiang Luan's smile vanished abruptly as the scissors pressed closer to her neck.
Hanxiang trembled and dared not move.
Jiang Luan remained expressionless, gripping the scissors tightly, but suddenly raised her hand and plunged it into Hanxiang's hand.
"what!"
As the heart-wrenching screams subsided, blood streamed down the back of her fair hand.
"Go tell the kitchen to prepare some food!"
"Yes," Qin Xin said tremblingly, clutching her hand.
Jiang Zhi was catching up on sleep in her room when Jiang Luan personally led people to deliver lunch to her room.
“Sister.” Jiang Luan stood in front of the bed and gently called her to get up. “I noticed that you hadn’t eaten lunch, so I specially asked the kitchen to make a nourishing soup, as well as a few of your favorite dishes.”
Jiang Zhi opened her eyes, her gaze flashing with a cold light like a knife. Her confident smile froze on her face, and she subconsciously wanted to dodge.
However, she quickly realized that such an action was inappropriate, and hurriedly put on a kind smile: "Sister, come and eat."
Jiang Zhi got up, and the maid from Tao Hui Courtyard quickly brought in water to serve him.
After a quick wash, Jiang Zhi sat down at the table indifferently.
Jiang Luan brought the nourishing soup to her: "Sister, please try this soup."
Their kind and warm attitude, and their gentle and considerate demeanor, made people almost believe that they were truly sisters.
Jiang Zhi's gaze fell on the soup in front of him, and his voice was indifferent: "Bring another bowl."
"Sister, sister?" Jiang Luan was taken aback. "This tonic soup is not much; it's specially made for you to nourish your body."
Jiang Zhi looked at her calmly, "I don't want to repeat myself."
Jiang Luan froze for a moment, then handed her a bowl.
Jiang Zhi slowly took a spoon, divided the soup in half, and handed one half to Jiang Luan: "Eat with your sister."
Jiang Luan's expression froze completely, her heart filled with panic: "Sister..."
"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhi looked up at her, his eyes sinister, as if he knew everything. "Is there a problem?"
"I..." Jiang Luan smiled awkwardly, "This soup was specially made for you by the kitchen, but you've already eaten..."
Do you need your sister to feed you?
Jiang Luan's expression changed as she realized that she had put medicine in the soup.
She only needed to eat a small bite to reassure him that there shouldn't be any major problems.
Jiang Luan forced herself to suppress her unease, picked up a porcelain spoon, and began to eat in small bites.
Jiang Zhi just stared at her, his eyes deep and unfathomable, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.
Jiang Luan took a couple of bites, but seeing that Jiang Zhi hadn't touched her food, she gave a dry laugh and asked, "Sister, why aren't you eating?"
"You eat first," Jiang Zhi said, picking at the food.
Jiang Luan tightened her grip on the spoon, still trying to persuade her, but then heard Jiang Zhi say, "Finish your soup first."
Jiang Luan froze, unable to drink any more.
Jiang Zhi stared at her expressionlessly, his eyes indifferent, with a hint of mockery.
"Sister..." Jiang Zhi chuckled awkwardly, trying to push the bowl away. "I really ate the soup. This nourishing soup was specially made for you by the kitchen, sister..."
"Eat." Jiang Zhi's voice was cold and hard, brooking no argument.
Jiang Luan's face turned deathly pale, and she could no longer pretend. Suddenly, her eyes reddened: "Sister, what exactly do you want? I just felt sorry for you being wronged today. You haven't been able to rest or eat properly since last night, so I specially asked them to make your favorite dishes. What did I do wrong? Why do you treat me like this?"
Before she could finish speaking, a hand suddenly grabbed the back of her neck and forced her to sit on the table. "Want to eat or not?"
Jiang Luan shook her head violently, almost crying in fear: "Quick, let me go!"
Jiang Zhi grabbed her chin tightly with one hand, forcing her to open her mouth. With the other hand, he picked up the bowl, sprinkled the medicine powder from his sleeve into it, and poured the soup into her mouth.
"Ahhh...cough cough..." Jiang Zhi frantically tried to dodge, spitting out half of the tonic soup and swallowing the other half down her throat, "cough cough..."
After half a bowl of soup was finished, Jiang Zhi picked up the other half bowl in front of him and poured it all down her throat before coldly letting go of her and throwing the bowl on the table.
Jiang Luan's face turned deathly pale. She ran out like a gust of wind, scratching her throat with her fingers as she ran, trying to vomit up all the soup she had just drunk.
Jiang Zhi's lips curled up. "Tch, here we go again with this trick."
I sat back down at the table and ate my meal slowly and deliberately.
The soup was pushed aside, and the glistening white rice was placed in front of her. Jiang Zhi ate with the bowl and chopsticks in a refined manner.
Liu led her people in. Jiang Zhi finished his bowl of rice and ate a few bites of the dishes on the table.
"Zhi'er?" Madam Liu looked at her grimly. "What did you do to Luan'er?"
Jiang Zhi turned to look at the trembling maid beside him, his voice icy: "Repeat what just happened, and I'll spare your life."
The maid knelt down with a thud: "Second Miss... Second Miss brought lunch and nourishing soup to Eldest Miss, and Eldest Miss shared the nourishing soup with Second Miss..."
Liu's expression froze, an incredulous look appearing in her eyes, as if she suspected Jiang Zhi of lying to her. "That's it?"
The maid nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes, that's it."
"Luan'er, no matter what, she is your sister." Liu Shi looked at Jiang Zhi with a complicated expression. "Even if you become the Princess of Liang, the Jiang family is still your maternal family. If you want to establish yourself in the Liang Prince's Mansion in the future, you will need the help of your family."
Jiang Zhi wiped his mouth and said indifferently, "Pack up."
The maid stood up and began to clear the dishes with trepidation.
Seeing her attitude, Liu was so angry that her anger almost burst out of her body and surged to the top of her head. She wanted nothing more than to slap her.
In the end, I didn't dare to act impulsively.