The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1643 - 1730: Playing Hard to Get

"Qinghe, Xiao Lang... is your heart truly black, or red? This palace has been devoted to you for so long; over the years, even if it were a block of ice, it should have melted, and if it were a stone, it should have been warmed! Yet how do you repay this palace?"

"You actually instructed those people, actually had them assassinate this palace? Wouldn’t you be happy only if this palace were dead, right!!"

Even with Qinghe’s exceptional intelligence, he couldn’t help but be stunned at this moment. Had he overthought it?

It turned out the Eighth Princess’s attitude was not because she knew about his secret planning over the years, but because... someone was framing him, using a borrowed knife to kill!?

Qinghe quickly calmed down, but on the surface, displayed a look of surprise: "Your Highness!" Even though he had already considered the Eighth Princess a useless piece, it could still be of use until the very last moment. Even if a complete break is inevitable, it must be at an opportune time to maximize his own benefit.

Qinghe smiled wryly: "Whose slander has your Highness believed? To fall for such a scheme to sow discord!? Qinghe is utterly loyal to your Highness. If Qinghe truly harbored murderous intent towards your Highness, there have been countless opportunities over these years in bed, why wait until now?"

The Eighth Princess was slightly taken aback.

Qinghe continued: "Not to mention Qinghe has no motive, crudely speaking, your Highness and I are already grasshoppers tied on the same rope, have boarded the same boat, sharing honor and disgrace alike. What good would it do me to trap and bring your Highness to ruin? And the most fundamental question is, even if Qinghe truly wanted to harm your Highness, there would be no need for such elaborate measures! As I just mentioned, throughout those past years, there were too many opportunities to act. Not to mention anything else, just a cup of poisoned wine or a bowl of poisoned tea could easily send someone to the afterlife!"

"Your Highness!"

"What on earth did you encounter recently? Why did you change so much after returning? You should know, even if the whole world betrays you, only Qinghe will never betray you!"

He looked utterly upright and honest, which made the Eighth Princess somewhat hesitant.

Could it be, not Qinghe?

But those clues, she had people follow the vine to get to the melon, leading to more and more evidence, all pointing to Qinghe!

The Eighth Princess furrowed her brow deeply, her tendency to be overly suspicious had caused her, in the past, to break with the Prime Minister, whom she had once considered her right-hand ally, over some baseless matters.

Qinghe had long seen through the Eighth Princess’s nature, knowing it was not a moment to push aggressively, but rather that a strategy of retreat to advance might be more effective. Hence, he gave a desolate smile, his eyes full of sorrow: "All those years of affection, to end up like this... Since your Highness doubts Qinghe, so be it, it’s just a matter of a single life anyway."

He put on a hurt expression, then staggered away, turning his back.

The Eighth Princess opened her mouth, wanting to call out to Qinghe, but due to the uncertainty in her heart, she ultimately held her tongue, unable to follow her heart’s desire to call him back.

After Qinghe returned to his own courtyard, a deeply mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Ah Lian, go have someone probe and see what madness the Eighth Princess is up to?"

And so, not long after...

There was a close servant by the Eighth Princess’s side, seeing her looking deeply worried, her eyes gleamed, and she then said, "Your Highness, perhaps you... misunderstood the Official Husband?"