Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 248 A little plan
There was a light drizzle, slanting down like silk threads, as Jiang Hejin and Jing Chun walked out of the palace together.

The lanterns under the eaves were lit, stretching the shadows of the two people extremely long, like a big black net, covering up Aunt Zhang who was already waiting.

Nanny Zhang forced herself to look respectful, "His Highness Prince Li, your Highness and the Princess are in perfect harmony, and you are seeing her off at this hour..."

Jing Chun turned her head and interrupted Aunt Zhang's words with an expectant look in her eyes, "It's not a farewell. Your Highness is also worried about father and plans to go back with me."

In Jiang Hejin's opinion, Jing Chun just wanted to use his status to suppress Nanny Zhang. As for the reason, he didn't know. He stayed out of it, looking like he was enjoying the show and even looking forward to Nanny Zhang's reaction.

"No!" Nanny Zhang replied in surprise. Realizing her impoliteness, she had to force a smile and said, "The carriage in the Jing Mansion is too small. I'm afraid it won't fit everyone..."

In fact, Jiang Hejin's visit was not a big cause for concern. In other words, it was just like a son-in-law visiting his seriously ill father-in-law. However, with one more person there, Jing Chun's safety would be more guaranteed. Coupled with Jiang Hejin's royal status, Jing Chun undoubtedly had a life-saving lock on himself.

Nanny Zhang naturally knew this truth, but according to Fang Yun's instructions, what Nanny Zhang should do was to bring only Jing Chun back to the Jing Mansion, and the rest of the people were not included in the plan.

"Prince Li's palace has no shortage of carriages, so what can't be accommodated?"

Nanny Zhang's face became uglier and more uneasy, so she could only advise, "Miss Chun, if Madam knew that Master's affairs disturbed His Royal Highness Prince Li's rest, wouldn't Madam feel guilty?"

is it?

Is it guilt or fear?

Jing Chun stared at Aunt Zhang with a slightly condescending look. Now she was able to easily use her identity as Princess Li to examine everything. She chuckled, "You said that, as if Your Highness looked down on my father. Who taught you this? Was it Madam Yun as well?"

Nanny Zhang's eyes were evasive and she lowered her head. She didn't dare to agree to this matter, but she didn't dare to refuse like this.

Jing Chun was not stupid. Looking at the evasiveness of Aunt Zhang's words, he had already guessed most of what was going on. There was something fishy going on.

Jing Chun straightened her back unconsciously, with genuine courage. She seemed to have been very sure about this matter, and continued, "Not only will His Highness go, but he will also have to bring the imperial physician. His Highness sympathizes with my father's serious illness and has sent someone to summon Imperial Physician Zhao. We can let Imperial Physician Zhao take a look at my father's health. After all, he is a colleague in the officialdom. Even if we disturb him in the middle of the night, Imperial Physician Zhao will certainly not be angry because of my father's serious illness."

"However," Jing Chun said quietly, "if my father is not ill, then he will just make enemies for himself in the officialdom."

"Perhaps, perhaps the master is fine now, and it doesn't matter if Miss Chun doesn't go back. I will go back and report now, Miss Chun, please stay."

Jing Chun only used a little trick to make Jing Tongchang safe again, but he was still critically ill a second ago.

Jing Chun's hands were unusually cold. A chilly breath swept through her whole body, spreading from the hand holding the umbrella. She was still heartbroken for the original owner's worry.

Although Jiang Hejin didn't know what new conflicts had arisen between the Jing Mansion and Jing Chun, he had already realized that Aunt Zhang wanted to use this deception to trick Jing Chun back to the mansion, and the Jing Mansion must have a plan to put Jing Chun in deep danger. But even if Jing Chun got on the carriage, this lie would not last long, or there were loopholes in the Jing Mansion. Jiang Hejin just glanced at the carriage and said to Lu Chi beside him: "Search the carriage."

"Miss Chun..." Aunt Zhang's eyes were filled with tears. She prayed in her heart that Jing Chun could lend a helping hand. But when Lu Chi took out a hemp rope, a dagger and a small incense burner from the carriage, Aunt Zhang's kneeling body collapsed with a loud bang.

"Your Highness, there are hemp ropes and daggers hidden under the seats of the carriage, and there is also a stupefying incense burning inside the carriage that can make people faint."

Jing Chun slowly took the hemp rope, dagger and small incense burner and threw them in front of Aunt Zhang. The spark in the incense burner was instantly extinguished when it touched the wet ground. The incense ash, like the rock walls on the coast, revealed its uneven color under the stained water.

Jing Chun was calmer than expected, but her emotions were very complicated. She looked at the rainy night indifferently. The sound of rain always made people feel tired. She squatted down, handed the umbrella in her hand to Aunt Zhang, and said indifferently: "Father is fine, I don't need to go back to visit him, please go back."

"Miss Chun," Nanny Zhang called Jing Chun, tears streaming down her face, "Miss Chun, I have deceived you. Please save the second young lady. She has been kidnapped and is in critical condition..."

"Can I save her?"

"Ms. Chun, only you can save the Second Miss. The robbers said that as long as you meet with them alone, they will release the Second Miss immediately."

"What will happen to me?" Jing Chun asked calmly, "After releasing Shuyao, what will happen to me? Will I live or die?"

"Miss Chun, you are the Princess of Li. You cannot stand by and watch anyone who dares to hurt you. I watched the Second Miss grow up. Although she was a little domineering at times, she is definitely not a bad child. She does not deserve to die..."

Jing Chun even regretted handing over the umbrella. She was suddenly overwhelmed with emotions and even fell into self-doubt. She wondered if she had done something wrong that no one cared about her feelings and treated her as a "mortal".

Jing Chun sighed, "I'll give you a piece of advice. When you encounter something like this, the first thing you should do is report it to the police and deal with the kidnappers, instead of being so smart and sacrificing others."

"Miss Chun!"

"Madame Zhang still calls me Miss Chun, so you should know that Jing Shuyao and I are both daughters of the Jing family!" Jing Chun raised her voice, which was rare, and looked at Madame Zhang coldly. "Since I am on an equal footing with Jing Shuyao, why should you use me in exchange for Jing Shuyao's safety? You said you watched Jing Shuyao grow up, so let me ask you, if Madame Zhang had watched me grow up, would you still pretend to be so righteous and let me go to meet the robbers?"

Jing Chun didn't understand how lowly she was in the eyes of those people in the Jing Mansion to be pushed out by an outsider who was not even considered a family member?
At this moment, Jing Chun wanted to see Aunt Lan very much. Aunt Lan was the only one who truly protected Jing Chun. However, Aunt Lan was not by Jing Chun's side now, so Jing Chun could only protect himself.

She was not afraid of Nanny Zhang's words of shirking responsibility. She had more powerful and well-founded words than Nanny Zhang. Call her selfish or cold-blooded, her life was still her life, and she looked directly into Nanny Zhang's eyes.

"Miss Chun, but Miss is your biological sister. We are related by blood."

"Did she ever treat me as her real sister?" Jing Chun suddenly smiled bitterly. She was not laughing at what Jing Shuyao had done to her in the past, but Jing Chun found that her reasons were so sufficient, like a perfect victim.