Hai Ling had no feelings for Feng Zixiao and maintained a businesslike expression. They had already wasted a lot of time because of him. If they didn't go to the capital soon, she was afraid she would miss her chance. She was almost five months pregnant and her belly would grow bigger and bigger. If it got any bigger, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to get rid of Jiang Batian. So the sooner the better.
"Alright, let's go to the capital together."
When it came to serious matters, Feng Zixiao's face turned icy cold, his eyes sharp and fierce, and he spoke in a deep voice.
"It's time to get back what he lost. Jiang Batian, you wait. I will definitely take back my throne and then get rid of you and everyone in your Jiang family," Feng Zixiao vowed in his heart.
Chapter 106 Reunion of Husband and Wife, Untangling the Threads of Emotion [Handwritten VIP]
Inside Wangjiang Tower, Feng Zixiao regained his memories, and everyone was overjoyed, especially Feng Qian, whose brows were furrowed with happiness. In the end, they all agreed to leave Donglin City immediately and return to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This time, the two groups joined forces and were determined to eliminate Jiang Batian.
As for Jiang Feixue after her miscarriage, the group decided after much discussion to take her back to the capital. They planned to use her to control Jiang Batian. Although she might not be of great use, Jiang Batian couldn't just watch his daughter die. If he hesitated, he would give them a chance.
Besides, Jiang Feixue had just miscarried, and Feng Qian still felt somewhat guilty towards her, since it was she who saved her brother. Therefore, she advocated keeping Jiang Feixue. If she cooperated well with them, they would eventually release her. If she dared to harbor other intentions, it wouldn't be too late to kill her then.
Once the agreement was reached, everyone immediately went back to pack their belongings, then met outside the city gate and returned to the capital together.
Hai Ling and Feng Qian returned to Wanxin Inn to pack their things, and Feng Zixiao also returned to the Liu family to pack her things. Then the two groups met outside the city gate and headed to the capital in a grand procession. At present, they were far from the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. When they got close to the capital, they would split up and not attract too much attention. Jiang Batian's suspicions were growing stronger.
On the way, Feng Zixiao and Shen Ruoxuan were in the same carriage. The two had been friends before and were now reunited, so it was good for them to keep each other company.
Hai Ling and Feng Qianmingzhu shared a carriage, while Jiang Feixue had her own carriage. Ever since she learned that she had miscarried, this woman had been very silent, listless and not saying a word. However, even so, her acupoints had been sealed by Feng Zixiao, so it was impossible for her to escape.
The rest of their men followed them on horseback, heading towards the capital.
Although they were anxious and eager to get to the capital, Hailin was pregnant, so they stayed in inns at night and could not travel too fast by carriage during the day. As a result, their progress could not be accelerated and they traveled very slowly.
When Feng Zixiao learned that Hailing was pregnant, he felt extremely upset. The thought that the child in Hailing's belly was Ye Lingfeng's made him feel remorseful and guilty. If he hadn't driven her out of the palace, she would have been his empress, but now she had become Ye Lingfeng's empress.
She is here now because she has been cursed with the Soft Love Silk, which is why she was forced to separate from Ye Lingfeng.
I heard that there's no way to break this curse of soft love threads, which means Hai Ling will never be able to be with Ye Lingfeng again.
Thinking of this, Feng Zixiao felt a little happy, and his gaze towards Hailing deepened.
Having experienced the massacre at Jiang Batian's hands, he was no longer as frivolous as before. He matured and, looking at the radiant Hailin, he was moved. He even had the thought of spending his life with her and never caring about the country again.
This woman deserves to be treated well by a man. Doesn't she dislike men marrying other women? If he marries her, he will never marry another woman in his life.
Along the way, Feng Zixiao was filled with worries and anxieties, and the closer they got to the capital, the stronger these thoughts became.
However, no one noticed his thoughts. Everyone was focused on getting on the road and taking care of Hailing's health, so who would care what Feng Zixiao was thinking?
Another one is Jiang Feixue. After experiencing the initial numbness and heartache, Jiang Feixue finally recovered, but she was very cold and aloof. At the same time, she learned that the stunningly handsome young man in front of her was actually a woman, her younger sister Jiang Hailing. Now, she had not only become the Empress of Beilu, but was also pregnant. Jiang Feixue's face was extremely ugly.
Once, while having dinner with Hai Ling and others, Jiang Feixue couldn't help but start yelling and screaming.
"Jiang Hailing, it turns out you were the one causing trouble from beginning to end. You ruined my happiness and my child."
Jiang Feixue spoke angrily, and Feng Qian, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but spit at her.
"Jiang Feixue, what nonsense are you talking about? This has nothing to do with Hailing. If you want to hate someone, then hate me. It was I who insisted on healing my brother. Your father took my brother's throne, and we can only take it back. As for the miscarried child, it was a complete accident. But even if he were born, are you sure he would be happy? He would be a child born under the hatred of his parents."
Feng Qian stared coldly at Jiang Feixue. She had disliked this woman from the past because her eyes were full of calculation and she was cold-blooded to the core. She didn't like people like that.
Now, instead of reflecting on what she did or what the Jiang family did, she just blames others. It's really despicable.
Jiang Feixue, upon hearing Feng Qian's words, did not let her off the hook, glaring at Feng Qian with icy, snake-like eyes.
"Yes, I hate you too. You ruined my child, Feng Qian. I curse you to die a horrible death, may you die a horrible death."
"Go ahead and curse. If cursing makes you feel better, I hope you can vent your anger after you've done it."
Feng Qian wasn't enraged. She felt partly responsible for Jiang Feixue's loss of her child. She could ignore Jiang Feixue's life or death, but she couldn't disregard the life of that child. If the Jiang family hadn't seized her brother's throne, she would have made sure her brother treated her and the child in her womb well, as the child was innocent. But now they were on opposite sides, so she couldn't care less about others, including the child. If cursing could vent her anger, she wouldn't mind letting her do so.
Hearing her words, Jiang Feixue became even angrier and cursed, but no one paid any attention to her. Soon she was tired of cursing and finally stared at everyone with hatred in her eyes.
Hailing waited until she stopped cursing before slowly speaking.
"Actually, I am not Jiang Hailing, nor am I your sister. Your sister was killed by your mother more than ten years ago."
Speaking of this, Hailing thought of Liu Shi and how Liu Shi had always been targeting her mother, Du Caiyue. So she would not let Liu Shi go. A cold glint flashed in her eyes in an instant.
Jiang Feixue was stunned; she didn't know that Jiang Hailing wasn't her sister.
"Who are you?"
Jiang Feixue instinctively opened her mouth to ask, but Hai Ling calmly replied, "Who I am is not important. What is important is that Jiang Batian killed my mother, Du Caiyue, and I will not let him go."
As she spoke, Hai Ling bit her lip, her expression turning cold and her eyes becoming sinister as she glared coldly at Jiang Feixue.
She and the Jiang family were mortal enemies; she hated every single one of them. If Feng Qian hadn't spared Jiang Feixue's life out of guilt, and if she hadn't just lost her child, she would have killed her without hesitation.
Jiang Feixue saw the intense killing intent in Hai Ling's eyes and couldn't help but shiver, but her words seemed to show no sign of yielding.
"You ruined my child, you will not have a good end, and your child will not have a good end either."
As soon as she mentioned the child in Hailing's belly, the two maids, Shimei and Shilan, became furious. They stood up, rushed to Jiang Feixue, and slapped her twice across the face, saying hatefully, "Say it again, and I'll kill you! How dare you insult the child in our mistress's belly! Our mistress never has the heart to hurt others, unlike you, a woman with a heart of stone. We only made you lose face in Shuangxi Town, and you sent assassins to kill us overnight. If we hadn't been on guard, we would have fallen victim to your scheme. Your heart is utterly wicked, so this is God's retribution for you. Your child will not survive."
Shi Mei was known for her sharp tongue, so after her angry outburst, Jiang Feixue turned pale with anger, and there were even red and swollen handprints on her face. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she screamed.
"Ah, what right do you have to hit me? What right do you have to hit me?"
"Just because of your disrespect for my master."
Shi Mei spoke coldly. Amidst the commotion, Feng Zixiao, Shen Ruoxuan, and others from not far away rushed over.
As soon as he arrived, he asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"