I'm competing with the male lead for a woman[GL]

Chapter 166: Chu Shao loved her for another day

After the palace coup, Tang Ling took control of the Qi Country's court and appointed the Fifth Prince, Xiao Cheng as the emperor.

At the same time, on the pretext of plotting against the crown prince, Prince Yan Xiao Jin was confined to the mansion and not allowed to leave without an imperial decree.

Tang Ling dispatched five thousand elite soldiers to pursue and kill Ye Juege, the general of the Yan Mansion who had defected with the Shenji Camp Troops's tiger token.

However, they returned empty-handed as Ye Juege had escaped into the territory of Xinyao.

Three days later, Xiao Jin woke up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she heard a burst of uncontrollable sobbing.

"I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?" It had been a long time since Xiao Jin had spoken, and her voice had become somewhat hoarse and unpleasant.

Yin Zhu and Zi Ling immediately stopped crying and broke into smiles. "Your Highness, you're finally awake!"

Xiao Jin lay on the bed, feeling as if every bone in her body had been broken into pieces. She was about to move her legs when she caught sight of a piece of clothing at the edge of the bed. After capturing a glimpse of pure white, she couldn't move.

Beside the bed, the woman in white put down the silver needle in her hand and said lightly, "Your Highness, your words are quite biased. Although you are not dead yet, you are not far from death."

After a while, Xiao Jin didn't answer.

The woman in white frowned slightly and asked Bai Zheng, who was standing beside her, "Did I use the needle too heavily and make her dumb?"

Bai Zheng smiled and remained silent.

With Yin Zhu's support, Xiao Jin struggled to sit up and said to the woman in white, "I mistook you for someone else."

Staring at the woman beside the bed for a long time, Xiao Jin vaguely remembered who she was. Ye Juege had mentioned that the original owner had four trusted subordinates, and she had already met the first three. Only Ming Xun, who came and went without a trace, remained a mystery.

Leaning against the bed, every part of Xiao Jin's body ached. She suppressed the urge to take a sharp breath and looked up at the woman in white. "Are you Ming Xun?"

Ming Xun smiled faintly, graceful and elegant like a gentle moonlit willow.

"It seems you have recovered well. Not only did you not die, but your mind is also quite clear."

It was a compliment, but coming from Ming Xun's mouth, even if it was intended as praise, it sounded more like criticism.

Xiao Jin didn't pay attention to Ming Xun's sharp tongue, but was stung by her resemblance to someone else's smile.

A tickling sensation rose in her throat, and after covering her lips, she coughed uncontrollably.

After drinking a few cups of bitter medicine, Xiao Jin gave up on the idea of getting up and moving freely. She stayed in bed, unwilling to be restless but having no other choice.

Outside the window, the bright moon rose, and she turned her head to look.

She looked for a long time.

Since entering this world, with the heavy tasks at hand, Xiao Jin rarely has moments to stare at the moon.

Even if she wants to space out, if there are people beside her, she doesn't dare to keep staring.

Now she looks at the moon.

The moon is round and full. But Xiao Jin always feels a sense of emptiness and a missing corner in her heart when she looks at it.