It turned out that this woman’s extraordinary hallucinogenic drug was an heirloom passed down through generations from the Xiyu evil clan, and her brow furrowed even tighter.
Her heart grew increasingly uneasy. As the young mistress of a Western Regions demonic clan, she knew all too well the value of these ancestral hallucinogenic herbs. But tonight, Ming Deng and Zhi’er were actually willing to use them?
What important thing could possibly be at stake that would make them pay such a high price?
She had known all along that Ming Deng and Zhi Er’s visit to the Northern Border Royal Residence wasn’t just about seeing her, nor was it simply a matter of questioning her. She understood very well that their sudden appearance tonight must hold something far more important.
What on earth is going on? Is it something so important that they even resorted to using the ancestral secret medicine of the Western Regions evil clan?
Lost in thought, she suddenly seemed to remember something. Her eyes widened in astonishment, and she sprang up to rush towards the room where Fu’er was.
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Fu’er had just sent away an unpleasant person when Shuangshuang rushed in. Through her conversation with Zhi’er, Fu’er now knew Shuangshuang’s true identity.
At this moment, Shuangshuang rushed in and she sneered, “So that’s your real identity. It turns out Zhi’er is your mother after all.”
Upon being exposed, Shuangshuang’s expressions remained unchanged, as if they didn’t care about this little matter at all.
She didn’t care at all about being exposed. The moment she charged in, her sharp gaze swept over Xunluo and Fengming who were still unconscious.
She ignored Fu Er’s words and walked straight to Feng Ming, bending down to examine the baby in his arms.
Shuangshuang placed her hands behind the baby’s ears. After a moment, it was unclear what she had seen, but a flash of malice crossed her eyes.
Turning back to her senses, she walked towards Fu’er.
At this moment, Shuangshuang’s whole body was filled with killing intent, which sometimes made Fu’er a little confused.
But perhaps it was Shuangshuang’s murderous intent that was simply too intense. She inexplicably felt a chill down her spine, always feeling like something was amiss with her.
Thus, when Shuangshuang reached the bedside, her body instinctively flinched backward, and she hurriedly said, “I… I’m now considered an ally with you. What do you want to do to me?”
Shuangshuang didn’t respond, only continuing to approach her, reaching out a hand to touch her forehead. Immediately afterward, Fu’er completely lost consciousness.
Before she fell, she distinctly saw Shuangshuang’s eyes. They were abnormally bloodshot, as if she had gone mad from practicing martial arts too intensely.
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On the other hand, after Chi’er and Ming Deng left Beijang Wangfu, Chi’er suddenly turned to Ming Deng halfway and said, “Go back first.”
The lamp behind her hand clenched slightly, although she knew perfectly well where she wanted to go next, she still unwillingly asked, “I wonder, mistress, where do you wish to go?”
Zi’er didn’t want to answer the question, she just gave a perfunctory reply, “Don’t worry, I’ll be back as soon as possible.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she wanted to leave. But somehow, the candlelight of this night suddenly found its courage before she departed and grasped her arm.
“!”
Ji’er was startled, then immediately rebuked, “Presumptuous! Ming Deng, do you know what you’re doing?”
Ming Deng certainly knew how outrageous his actions were, but he just couldn’t stand to see Zhi’er’s eagerness to meet that man.
Even though she was hurt repeatedly by that man, she kept going back to him like a moth to a flame. It really bothered him.
“So now, knowing I had no right to ask, I blurted out, “Didn’t you promise not to see that man again? Didn’t you say you would never be swayed by him or used by him? What have you been doing lately?”
After being thoroughly hurt, Chi’er did say those words. She also intended to sever ties with the emperor completely and never see him again.
But after returning to Beijing, some of her actions were out of her control. Some things aren’t forgotten just because you want them to be, and some love doesn’t vanish just because you try to make it disappear. She couldn’t control her heart, nor could she control the urge to rush into his arms.
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Knowing she was in the wrong, Zhi’er instantly became furious upon hearing Ming Deng’s accusations. She gritted her teeth and forcefully shook off his hand, coldly stating:
“You just need to take care of the future master of the Western Regions Devil Clan. Anyway, with Shuangshuang around now, there’s no need to worry about the Western Regions Devil Clan lacking an heir. My affairs are none of your concern, and you mustn’t interfere. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless and punishing you according to clan rules.”
Without giving Ming Deng a chance to retort, she turned and leaped away using light kung fu. She didn’t care at all what Ming Deng thought or how he felt.
Looking at Chi’er’s departing figure, Ming Deng’s eyes flashed with a tinge of loss, but such an ending was something he had anticipated before returning to the capital.
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Northern Xinjiang Prince’s Mansion
After Shuangshuang came back from Fu’er’s room, she had a worried expression on her face. She wasn’t tired at all and didn’t seem to know what was bothering her. She kept pacing back and forth in the room.
She is the youngest of the Xiyu Evil Clan, but over the years, she has learned almost all of the Xiyu Evil Clan’s secret arts.
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Even if she wasn’t academically astute, she knew what Zhi’er had done to the child and Fu’er tonight.
Knowing exactly what Zi’er had done, she felt even more confused and bewildered. She couldn’t fathom the reason behind Zi’er’s actions.
Could she possibly think that by doing something to Fu’er and the child, she could abduct the Princess of Beijiang?
Or is her goal not to take the Princess of Beijiang? Then what does she want?
Walking back and forth in the room, Shuangshuang couldn’t figure out why Ming Deng and Zhi’er had come tonight.
The light didn’t even think about taking her away, which means he still wanted her to remain undercover in Beijang Wangfu and by the side of the Beijang princess.
What was the purpose behind them making Fu’er do that?
After about a quarter of an hour, Shuangshuang walked around the room, and in the next room, Xunluo and Fengming also slowly woke up.
After being awakened by the search, he suddenly stood up and rushed to Feng Ming’s side.
Because he was too worried, he forgot that Feng Ming had always kept people away these days, so when he rushed over, he instinctively gave him a palm strike.
Xinluo was caught off guard and was struck back repeatedly.
Fortunately, Feng Ming did not use his full strength, or this palm strike would have definitely caused Xun Luo serious internal injuries.
Xunluo clutched his chest, not even minding being struck. He looked up and down at his valley master, a wave of relief washing over him when he saw the man unharmed.
After regaining his senses, he fixed a piercing gaze on Fu’er lying on the bed. However, at this very moment, Fu’er was sound asleep on the bed, looking utterly peaceful.
But he refused to believe that his sudden loss of consciousness tonight had anything to do with Fu’er.
Looking at Fu’er’s appearance, the disgust in his eyes flashed past without any concealment. Then he raised his foot to approach the bedside. He was afraid that Feng Ming would react, so he didn’t dare to get too close.
He stared at Fu’er’s face, his voice as cold as ice, “What have you done?”