The Obsessive Crown Prince Can't Let Me Go Chapter 141 - 139: How Could He Fall for a Woman with a Blac

Lu Ying’s fingers tightened suddenly around her chin.

Shen Yinning felt as though her bones were about to shatter, and she imdiately let out a soft, pitiful cry: "Your Highness, you’re hurting ..."

"The Crown Princess Consort only learned two days ago that you returned to the capital—how could she have drugged you?!" A man who was usually composed and indifferent now seed consud by rage and gloom on this snowy night. "Shen Yinning, even when lying, you should know your limits!"

Shen Yinning broke free from his grip, choked with emotion. "Aside from her, I truly don’t know who else it could be. Perhaps the Crown Princess Consort was pretending to only just discover that I had returned to the capital?"

The young woman twisted the facts with abandon.

But the two of them both understood: Shen Yunxi, impulsive and straightforward by nature, was incapable of such calculated restraint and subterfuge.

Lu Ying returned to the bedroom with a dark expression. He dismounted and, grasping Shen Yinning by the collar, dragged her straight into the room.

He let go, and Shen Yinning, caught off guard, fell hard onto the floor, her posture delicate and pitiful: "Your Highness..."

Lu Ying sat boldly on the edge of the bed, his reddened eyes glaring at her. "Why?"

Why ingest sterility drugs?

Why continue pretending even after being exposed?

Did deceiving him bring her so sort of joy?

Shen Yinning crawled to his feet on her knees, lifting her tear-streaked face like a weeping blossom. Fragile and helpless, she clung to his leg: "Your Highness is wise and perceptive. I truly know nothing about this sterility matter. Ever since I returned to the capital, I’ve basked in your love and care—it must be due to soone’s envy in secret, who drugged without my knowledge..."

Lu Ying looked down at her, his obsidian-like eyes gleaming with the chill of frost.

For a long while, he stared without speaking. Then suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her face, forcing her to et his gaze head-on. "So, what you an to say is—the maids attending to you are at fault. If they failed in their duties, then they’ll all be executed, and I’ll find a new batch to serve you."

Shen Yinning knelt on the floor, clutching her handkerchief in one hand and steadying herself against Lu Ying’s knee with the other.

Her long lashes, damp with trembling tears, lowered to obscure the emotions hidden within her eyes.

Lu Ying, Crown Prince of this dynasty, was famous for his reputation as upright and virtuous.

She knew very well that he wouldn’t arbitrarily execute Haitang and Wei Yu without solid evidence over sothing as trivial as matters between n and won.

She lifted her head once again, her voice soft and yielding, "I’ll leave the matter entirely to your judgnt, Your Highness."

Lu Ying’s hands clenched tightly.

This woman cared not a shred about human lives, all for the sake of covering up her lies.

What did she care about?

Cui Ji?!

Or Lu Shiyan?!

She preyed upon his lack of evidence, weaving preposterous lies without a second thought. He had indulged her too much in recent days, enabling her audacity to grow, allowing her to no longer even respect him!

Deceitful, thankless, audacious beyond asure...

Lu Ying couldn’t understand—how had he ever fallen for such a black-hearted woman in the past?

He suppressed his fury, his voice deep and threatening, "Do you think, as long as you don’t confess, I’m powerless against you?"

Shen Yinning sobbed quietly, using her delicate handkerchief to wipe at her tears: "Your Highness, I have no idea what you are saying. I love you more than any woman alive. I dream of bearing your child, but now that I’ve been frad, rather than hunting down the culprit, you accuse of intentionally taking sterility drugs. Is that truly how little you think of my love for you?"

She peeked at Lu Ying through the gaps between her fingers and continued her grievous lantation: "The man I adore doesn’t even have an ounce of trust in . Years of longing and devotion—all just my unrequited yearning! What is the point of living on like this, sob, sob—"

The sound of her weeping ca to an abrupt halt when De Sun entered, presenting a bottle of elixir.

He said respectfully, "As ordered by Your Highness, servants searched the quarters of Haitang and Wei Yu. This bottle of dicine was found within their dressing cases."

Since Shen Yinning frequently stayed at Shen Garden, Haitang and Wei Yu often accompanied her as attendants. Though they were maids, each had their own private quarters nearby.

Shen Yinning stared at the bottle, her fingers clutching the handkerchief so tightly they turned pale.

Lu Ying signaled for Doctor Xiao Chen to examine the dicine.

After inspecting, Doctor Xiao Chen bowed and stated: "This elixir is expertly formulated—it prevents pregnancy without harming the female body. It doesn’t resemble any recipe from the Imperial Hospital, particularly due to the inclusion of Fulingzi, mulberry twigs, and white bracken, which are unique herbs native to Gan State. If my assessnt is correct, these pills were brought back by Madam Shen from Gan State."

Lu Ying’s face was frosty as he hurled the bottle before Shen Yinning. "What else do you have to say for yourself?"

Outside, the wind and snow howled frantically, but within the room, the silence was such that even the faint crackle of flas could be heard clearly.

Shen Yinning allowed her tears to fade, absentmindedly winding the handkerchief around her slender fingers.

After a long mont, she exhaled softly, then smiled and raised her head. "I have nothing more to say."

Lu Ying’s jawline was taut with tension.

This woman...

Even after being exposed, she could still smile.

Word by word, he asked her: "You refuse to bear my child because you don’t want to entrust it to the Crown Princess Consort to raise—or is it because you simply don’t love ?"

Shen Yinning toyed idly with the handkerchief.

Echoes of Lu Ying’s earlier words road her mind:

—Although the most important woman by my side is the Crown Princess Consort, you are not entirely without value. The Crown Princess Consort cannot bear children; Shen Zhaozhao, I hope the Eastern Palace’s first imperial grandson will be born of you.

She loathed Shen Yunxi.

And she loathed Lu Ying for loving Shen Yunxi.

Suddenly, she no longer felt the need to continue acting.

She decided to go for broke and replied lightly, "Of course, it’s because I don’t love you."

"When you said you loved —were you lying?"

"Yes."

Though the floor heating kept the room warr than spring, everyone present felt a piercing chill in that mont.

Lu Ying sat there silent for what seed an eternity.

Flashes of Shen Yinning’s coquettish deanor in his arms juxtaposed against the lies sweetly spoken by her lips filled his mind. It felt as though she’d woven an emotional net from clouds, enshing him so tightly he saw no woman apart from her, trapping him in a state of addicted enthrallnt.

She had watched coldly as he fell deeper into this abyss.

Three years later, she mocked the trust he bore for her once more.

Lu Ying’s towering silhouette was cast upon the ground, enveloping Shen Yinning entirely. The flickering candlelight swayed softly, causing his shadow to quiver like a lofty mountain teetering on collapse, threatening to crush the dainty maiden kneeling below.

He lowered his gaze to her, his voice devoid of emotion: "Tell —who are you willing to bear a child for?"

Shen Yinning sneered, "Cui Ji, Lu Shiyan, Gao Zheng... Anyone but you."

The imnse oppressive aura surged around Lu Ying in that instant. His golden robes seed to flutter despite the absence of wind.

Everyone present felt the shock and dropped to their knees, holding their breath in fear.

"Anyone but ..." Lu Ying’s appearance remained calm, yet his narrow eyes grew increasingly bloodshot. "Shen Yinning, anyone but ! I should have known long ago—you are a treacherous woman, an ungrateful wretch, a venomous temptress who plays gas with emotions. You want to bear their children? Soone, bring the sterility soup."

A quarter-hour later, De Sun entered carrying the freshly brewed dicine.