Isn't this Heart-Shattering Palm the signature move of Bai Wuyan, the leader of the Hundred Days Sect? How could a prince like him have dealings with the Demonic Sect?
"I used up half a packet of medicine on the way, twice a day, crushing it and taking it orally. I also used half a packet of herbs with snow lotus to nourish her body and remove the poison. I didn't have much snow lotus with me, so I limited her medicine. Otherwise, if the poison attacked her heart and her body was too weak, she probably wouldn't be able to withstand it."
"Heart-Shattering Palm? What's that?"
"From a young age, one practices martial arts by ingesting poison and gathering the poisonous energy in the dantian. Over time, one becomes immune to all poisons, and it is said that even venomous snakes will avoid one. Although it sounds simple, very few people can actually gather the poisonous energy in the dantian without it leaking out. Those who practice it either die from poisoning or suffer from qi deviation, so the number of people practicing it gradually decreased."
He patiently and slowly explained it to her with a smile. Yes, it was still the dead Nangong Ling.
Chapter 111
Holding my breath, I gestured to Xiaoman to quietly retreat! Those people inside were all experts; any noise would give us away. I first directed Xiaoman to retreat to the corner to avoid accidentally stepping on flowerpots and making noise. Being from Shuitian, her skills naturally made retreat easier than mine. I slowly took a deep breath, but before I could even step out, I felt a weight on my waist and fell backward.
"Madam!" Xiaoman cried out, her face turning pale.
I steadied myself by holding onto the window frame and glared at Xiaoman. "Did you have to yell so fast and so loudly?!"
I could guess the expression on the person behind me without even turning around—a cold face, as if I owed him money. He was all smiles and pleasantries towards that young girl, but a cold shoulder towards me. What a jerk!
"Fine, you're not coming in, but why are you running around like this?"
Sure enough, he knew all along that I was hiding, and he was turning a blind eye by not accusing me. He also knew that I was uncomfortable being cooped up in the house.
"...I ate too much for breakfast, so I came out for a walk to help digest it." I wanted to slap myself as I said that; it was so lacking in confidence.
There seemed to be a sighing sound from behind, "Come on over."
Why do you always make me go over there? I tugged hard at my sleeve to stop myself from turning around and going over.
I thought that person would come over, but after waiting for a long time there was no movement. When I turned around again, there was no one there!
I stood there, unsure whether to leave or not, unable to swallow this anger no matter what I said.
"Madam, it seems that Miss Zhiyu has woken up." Xiaoman whispered from the corner, close to the window.
I was stunned for a moment, and by the time I realized what was happening, I was already at the door. Let me make it clear first, I came here for Zhiyu. After all, I was the one who pushed her to Xiao Lianjue that time.
Before I could even enter, a dark figure rushed towards me. Before I could even feel the sharp sword energy rushing towards me, I heard a crisp sound—the sound of a longsword being snapped in two by hand.
A slender figure blocked my view, preventing me from seeing his expression, yet a familiar chill ran through me. Looking closer, I saw the old Martial Venerable, holding a broken sword, staring expressionlessly at his young apprentice.
"Get out of my way."
"Put the sword down."
"You worthless wretch! She sold you out and you're still protecting her?!"
"I told you it has nothing to do with her."
"Nothing to do with you? Then where did you get the injury on your shoulder? And who was responsible for your senior sister almost losing her life?"
"It was Rong Cheng who injured me, and it was Xiao Lianjue who severely injured my senior sister. If you want to vent your anger, please choose your targets carefully."
The old man angrily threw down his sword and stormed out the door. The man turned to watch his master walk away, his expression indescribably complex.
"Junior brother... don't take Master's words too seriously. He's upset because of what happened in Anting..."
“…I know. Qiongying, take good care of my senior sister.”
He was about to leave when he said that. Zhiyu didn't even look at me properly. After seeing her junior brother nod, she closed her eyes and went back to sleep, completely ignoring me.
Okay, so you, Nangong Ling, are very charming. Everyone is on your side. Even if you're wrong, there must be a reason and a hardship.
I bit my lip, holding back my anger. When I saw the woman with the feather headdress following him around like a puppy, I was furious!
"Rong Lian, do you have time? Could you carry this basket of medicine to the medicinal cuisine hall for me?" He Xiuqi said flatly, his old face pressed against his chest.
I turned around and glared at him, but I couldn't lash out, because I didn't want Qionghua and the others to laugh at me.
"What are you looking at? Yan'er has to take care of her sister and the patient, she doesn't have time."
"Sir, your wife is pregnant and needs to rest."
After looking around, Shao You is still the best. He always helps me out. I must reward him properly later.
Before I could even feel smug, He Xiuqi gave me a strange look, as if to say, "Oh my god, what kind of good child could this be?"
"Oh..." After a strange tone in his voice, he carried a basket in each hand and walked so lightly, he didn't seem to need any help at all.
Seeing that the crowd had gradually dispersed and there was nothing more to see, Qionghua fanned herself a couple of times and left with a sleepy-looking Xiao Jinse and a sweaty Cang Zhe, looking like three local bullies. After walking a few steps, Qionghua suddenly remembered something and turned back; she had forgotten about the young marquis.
After they walked away, a feeling of unease burned brighter and brighter in my heart.
"Xiaoman!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice changing completely.
The only response I received was the incessant chirping of cicadas filling the courtyard, which only made me more irritated.
I didn't eat lunch at all. I went straight to Qingyu Residence, the most secluded place in the inner city and closest to Phoenix Mountain. Anyway, no one paid any attention to me or cared about me. It was more lively watching the moon worship on the other side of the mountain.
Later, I actually fell asleep while watching. When I woke up again, it was already dusk. I was no longer on the recliner in Qingyu Residence, but on the golden silk couch in Xianglong Pavilion. I blinked a couple of times, not quite understanding what was going on.
I rolled over and my face was almost touching the other person's. I was so stunned that I forgot to breathe. Even though I didn't make a sound, the other person woke up as soon as I touched them.
The blood-red setting sun shone through the gauze curtains onto his eyes, making his dark pupils appear as if they were coated with a layer of golden glass.
"Have you had enough sleep?"
His voice was a little hoarse, which made my heart clench, and I lost all my temper.
"Get up and eat something, then I'll take you out to release lanterns."
I pursed my lips and snuggled into his arms, hugging his waist to prevent him from getting up.
"How many days have you gone without sleep again?"
"About two days."
"Two days? Your voice would have become so hoarse in less than three or four days?"
He didn't say anything, but simply put his arm around me and sighed softly.
"We're not going to release lanterns today."
"Hmm? Oh." He let go of me and tried to get up again.
"Don't move! I've got you all tonight, you'll do whatever I say."
These words stunned him, then he smiled and said, "I only sell my art, not my body."
I blushed shamefully, "Who cares..."
His eyes narrowed as he smiled. "Stubborn to the end."
Seeing his smile, I finally remembered I had something to ask him, "By the way, who was that woman from before?"
"You mean Xiao Yuan?"
Xiao Yuan? They've already started calling each other so affectionately?
"Princess Yaoxing of the Celestial Clan Kingdom, Tianchen's younger sister."
"Why are you associating with them again?"
"They came to me of their own accord because they were afraid that Xiao Lianjue would turn his back on them after the deed was done, and they would use me as a shield."
"No way, even if he ascends the throne, can Xiao Lianjue really destroy a Celestial Clan Kingdom?"
“If he didn’t have the ability, why would Tianchen come to me? Don’t forget that he has the Yeting Mansion and the Juyi Manor.”
"He comes to you, can't you refuse? Why do you insist on getting involved and making yourself so tired? What if he turns around and bites you in the end?"
"It all depends on whether he has the ability to take a bite."
I curled my lip. "Hmph, they've already sent their own sister here. Don't tell me you don't know what they're up to."
"I'm not interested in girls who haven't fully developed yet." As he spoke, he reached his hand under the hem of his shirt.
"What are you doing?!"
"Can't a father even touch his own daughter?"
It pinched my waist, wandered around for a while, and finally stopped on my lower abdomen. Its fingers wouldn't stay still and even started drawing circles.
Also, who told you it was a daughter? It might be a boy!
Chapter 112
The full moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow across the ground. The moonlight made the person in red appear ghostly. It was August, not the fifteenth of July, wasn't it? I moved to the corner of the wall and looked from a slightly darker angle. When I saw half of the person's face, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt annoyed. It was clearly a person, yet they dressed so conspicuously in the middle of the night. They didn't even need to attract ghosts; they could just look at themselves in a bronze mirror.
But thinking about it later, even if it were a ghost, it would be better than that person.
"I knew you would understand."
I shrank back in fright, and didn't even dare to breathe. How could he have noticed me from so far away?
"The key isn't in the silk gauze, but in the lining of the treasure bag." The man in red turned around and slowly walked towards them from the moonlight. "It's not the night of the fifteenth, nor the second watch, and it's not even at the north gate."
When I was little, I would play with my older brother's sandbag whenever I had nothing to do, so how could I not know what was inside?
Seeing him getting closer and closer, I decided not to hide anymore, as it wasn't comfortable to cower in the corner.
Where is my older brother?
"Follow me and you will see it."