The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

Chapter 411: Murder!

Huangfu Yuxuan’s plan was solid. After marrying Xia Wenjin, he would gradually reveal his identity. By then, could Xia Wanqing really have his daughter remarry?

This lifetime, he once again deceived the people Xia Wanqing sent to the Capital City with the same tactics.

However, what Huangfu Yuxuan didn’t expect was that Xia Wenjin would flee the marriage.

He had lived in the mountains for so long, and then in the Capital City for such a long period, while his father became the deposed Crown Prince. As his second son, he was no longer the prestigious person whose name nobody dared to mention.

Xia Wanqing sent multiple groups of people to the Capital City, which was a testament to his caution. Finally, three months ago, someone returned with conclusive information.

Xia Wanqing learned that Huangfu Yuxuan was not the son of some wealthy merchant, but the second son of the deposed Crown Prince in the Capital City.

After learning this, Xia Wanqing spent an hour alone with Huangfu Yuxuan in a room. When they emerged, he ordered an investigation into the conspiracy against the deposed Crown Prince and then personally traveled to the Capital City.

The more Xia Wenjin listened, the heavier her heart grew. What did her father mean by this?

Zhuo Pengju saw Xia Wenjin’s furrowed brow and comforted her, saying, "Wenjin, don’t worry too much. That Young Master Yu is no ordinary person, so this matter of breaking off the engagement is indeed not easy. Your father has no choice but to help Young Master Yu to avoid trouble."

Xia Wenjin felt that the troubles were only just beginning.

If her father was going to help Huangfu Yuxuan, what should she do?

Xia Wenjin asked bitterly, "How many people know about this matter?"

Zhuo Pengju replied, "This is a significant issue, and apart from a few village chiefs and the Left and Right Guardians, nobody else knows!"

Zhuo Pengju glanced at Xia Wenjin and cautiously said, "Wenjin, none of us expected Young Master Yu to have such an identity—an imperial descendant. Young Master Yu has a good nature, is thoughtful and strategic, and remains deeply in love with you. Why don’t you reconsider?"

Xia Wenjin’s heart continued to sink. She looked at Zhuo Pengju, "Does my father think the same way?"

Zhuo Pengju was taken aback, thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "The Village Chief must have other considerations. If he thought the same, he wouldn’t have proposed the idea of breaking off the engagement."

Xia Wenjin felt slightly relieved. As long as there was no marital bond with Huangfu Yuxuan, things would be somewhat easier to handle, even if the situation was challenging, there was a way to resolve it.

In a past life, she was already married, which was an unbreakable bond.

She said, "Fourth Uncle, please prepare a fast horse for me. I also need to go to the Capital City!"

Zhuo Pengju looked at her in surprise. He did not know why Xia Wenjin wanted to go to the Capital City, but no matter the reason, he could not stop her.

Besides, having been away from the mountain for more than a year, Wenjin had indeed grown.

The once naive and unruly young lady was now stable and insightful. He said, "Alright, Fourth Uncle will prepare it for you. But since you’ve returned to the village, it’s better to leave after a meal. Fourth Uncle will prepare travel expenses for you!"

"Thank you, Fourth Uncle!"

After lunch, Xia Wenjin declined Zhuo Pengju’s invitation to postpone her departure till the next morning and rode down the mountain.

Riding down the mountain required excellent equestrian skills, impeccable balance, and remarkable physical prowess. It was something that the pre-rebirth Xia Wenjin could never manage.

But now, this was not a difficult task for her.

Zhuo Pengju escorted her down the mountain, watching her as she rode away, leaving him stunned.

Such skills were possessed by their five village chiefs, but how old was Xia Wenjin?

The previous Xia Wenjin didn’t have such skills. She possessed some cunning, often causing chaos in the village, but that was merely the playful antics of a willful young girl.

Now, riding down the mountain at full speed was a genuine skill.

Could it be that the Jianghu truly tempered people like this? It seemed he should send his twelve-year-old son to spend some time in Jianghu too.

Xia Wenjin, consumed with anxiety, hadn’t spared a thought for how astonishing her descent was. Her fellow brothers in the village watched, their eyes nearly falling from their sockets.

But since this was in the village, where she was surrounded by uncles and brothers she felt close to, she didn’t need to hide her actions.

Upon reaching the base of the mountain, she headed east. After traveling merely a few dozen miles, she arrived at Jinzhou City, and by then, it was already dark.

Thinking it over, she decided not to seek out an inn but instead to find Jing Xian.

A year ago, Jing Xian lived a difficult life alone with an abandoned baby she picked up, yet she never forgot to help others. It was her kind deeds that made Xia Wenjin willing to wholeheartedly assist her.

Over a year had passed; it was a good time to see how she was faring.

In an alley in the backstreet, the fourth house on the right was the one Xia Wenjin had purchased for Jing Xian.

Arriving at the house’s front door, the sky had already darkened.

The house door was closed.

Xia Wenjin knocked on the door.

The door opened to reveal a sturdy older woman, who looked at Xia Wenjin standing outside with a horse, and asked in bewilderment, "Who are you looking for, young lady?"

Xia Wenjin replied, "Ma’am, is the owner of the house at home? I’m looking for her!"

The older woman eyed her warily, likely thinking a young girl posed no threat, but still said, "The owner is not at home!"

Not home?

Xia Wenjin was slightly taken aback, "May I ask if the homeowner is a mother and daughter?"

The old woman’s gaze was even more suspicious, "Who are you? This house belongs to the Ding Family, not any mother and daughter!"

The Ding Family?

Then what happened to Jing Xian and her daughter?

The house she had bought was clearly meant for Jing Xian; how could it now belong to someone else? Xia Wenjin frowned, saying, "Please inform the homeowner that I wish to see them!"

The old woman replied indignantly, "Young lady, what’s with you? Didn’t I say the owner isn’t home?" She gave Xia Wenjin a once-over and added with a hint of disdain, "So young, why are you pretending to be a relative? Going to an inn won’t cost much."

Xia Wenjin: "..."

She frowned, "I bought this house. Now you say it’s owned by someone named Ding. I need to understand what’s going on! Tell the steward of the house to come out!"

The old woman was annoyed, "Turns out you’re here to cause trouble, huh? Talking such big talk about buying the house?" She moved to close the door.

Xia Wenjin, equally upset, thought that in just one year, could Jing Xian and her daughter have been bullied so badly they couldn’t even keep the house?

Seeing the old woman trying to shut the door, anger flared within her. She kicked the door, unintentionally using her inner strength, and the door broke into two pieces.

The old woman was stunned. Being able to break a door with one kick was not something ordinary. Seeing Xia Wenjin dressed in plain clothes and dust-covered, she hadn’t thought much of her. But now, terrified, she turned and fled, shouting, "Help, someone wants to kill me! She’s a murderer!"

Following her pig-like squeals, two people rushed out of the house. They were dressed as guards, and at the sight of them, the old woman immediately pointed at Xia Wenjin, "Look, there’s a female robber here to kill us! She broke the door!"