La pluie printanière est comme du vin, les saules comme de la fumée

Chapitre 177

Qingyun replied without hesitation, "The old friend is gone, the bracelet is only for remembering the past. Mother lives on in my heart."

Despite the repeated warnings from the old man and Li Ge that they must not remove the glass bead bracelet.

But Li Ge's life is the most important!

After saying that, Qingyun rolled up her sleeves, took off the glass bead bracelet and handed it to Hongxiu, "Grind it into powder first, and I will go find the blood silver."

The poison was definitely administered by Shuangdie! Even if she has no proof! But since she was the one who administered the poison, she is very likely to have the silver powder!

Qingyun strode out of the Imperial Hospital, and with a light touch of her toes, she flew towards the Butterfly Palace.

Hongxiu, inside the Imperial Hospital, glanced at the man on the bed, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Heh, it seems the Palace Master loves you very much!"

Mei Li took the glass bead bracelet from Hong Xiu's hand and examined it closely in the dim candlelight. Suddenly, she produced a vibrant, dripping flower of blood. The glass bead bracelet emitted a faint, eerie glow, and the blood flower withered instantly. She clicked her tongue and shook her head, a hint of smugness in her eyes. "This bracelet's righteous energy is indeed strong; no wonder it can suppress the demonic nature within the Palace Master. However, after tonight, you will turn to dust and enter his body, losing all your power."

Mei Li walked to Li Ge's side. "I really thank you. You were poisoned so quickly." Her eyes lit up with anticipation. "Hong Xiu, it's only a matter of time before our Qin Palace becomes the number one demonic sect in the martial arts world."

Mei Li and Hong Xiu both raised the corners of their lips, their lips seemingly blooming with a bewitching blood flower, alluring yet terrifying.

Volume Three: Truth and Falsehood in the Palace, Two Medicinal Instructions (5)

Butterfly Palace.

Qingyun easily slipped past the patrolling guards and entered Shuangdie's room.

She walked heavily to Shuangdie's bedside, lifted the drawn curtains, her eyes flickered slightly, and she called softly, "Shuangdie—"

With a gentle flutter of her eyelashes, Shuangdie slowly opened her eyes.

By the dim moonlight, she saw a woman in white standing beside her bed, her eyes shining brightly in the darkness.

Shuangdie recognized her.

She gasped, fear gripping her entire body. She grabbed the quilt and desperately backed away.

Qingyun sneered, "Now you're scared?"

Hearing her cold laugh, Shuangdie regained her composure and said coldly, "I wonder what Princess Xiangxue's intention is in coming to see me so late?"

"I want Blood Silver."

Shuangdie was taken aback, blinked, and smiled, "Princess Xiangxue, I don't have any blood silver here, but I have plenty of gold and silver. If you want some, I'll send someone to deliver a box to you tomorrow."

Qingyun's eyes flashed coldly. "Don't play dumb. The poison in his body was given to him by you that night."

"Hmph! Princess Xiangxue, don't make false accusations. That night, apart from Prince Ande, the Emperor, myself, Consort Yu, and you all ate at the dinner. Why didn't anyone else get poisoned?" Shuangdie said sarcastically.

Qingyun narrowed her eyes slightly, then suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Shuangdie's neck with one hand. "Everyone present that night was poisoned by you, but if they hadn't come into contact with blood that night, the poison would have disappeared naturally. But that night you deliberately broke the wine pot, letting your blood drip onto him."

Surprise flashed in Shuangdie's silver eyes. "I really underestimated you."

Qingyun tightened her grip slightly, and Shuangdie's eyes instantly turned deep silver.

Suddenly, Qingyun let go of her hand. She had just seen her father and mother's smiles through her silver eyes.

After catching her breath, Shuangdie rubbed her neck and sneered, "You couldn't bring yourself to do it. Your heart wavered just now. Heh... were you thinking of Father or Mother?"

Qingyun frowned and did not answer.

She pursed her lips tightly. "I want Blood Silver."

"Hmph!" Shuangdie scoffed, turning her head away. Suddenly, she burst into laughter, a wild, unrestrained laugh. "So you've finally come to beg me for help! Haha! Blood Silver, you won't find it anywhere in Fengxi! Want to save him? Dream on!"

A hint of silver shimmered in Qingyun's eyes, but no one saw it in the darkness.

With lightning speed, she grabbed Shuangdie's wrist, her sharp nails slicing through her fingertips, and blood slowly dripped out.

Just as Shuangdie was about to struggle, Qingyun stretched out her finger and immediately pressed on her pressure point.

Shuangdie wanted to scream and call for the patrolling guards, but remembering that she had been silenced by someone pressing her pressure point last time, she bit her lower lip tightly and glared at Qingyun hatefully.

Qingyun took out a small bottle from her clothes, filled it with three drops of blood, and worried that it wouldn't be enough, she squeezed her bleeding fingertip to fill it with a few more drops of blood before putting it down, closing the cap, and putting it back into her clothes.

"Silver powder".

"I have no silver powder."

"I don't believe you. Hand it over now!"

"No."

Qingyun stared into her silver eyes, and suddenly, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. "Shuangdie, I've heard that the people of the Yinmeng Mengsha tribe are particularly grateful. They will repay anyone who has saved them."

"So what?"

A glint of light flickered in Qingyun's eyes.

“Boat, Qing Shu Hui, Deng Tu Zi.” The three words escaped softly from his thin lips.

Shuangdie's heart trembled violently!

"It's you!" Her silver eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Impossible! Impossible!" Shuangdie bit her lower lip tightly.