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"You're threatening me?!" Shen Qianmo's eyes darkened, her playful smile vanished, and a murderous glint appeared on her face. She hated being threatened!

Seeing the woman's cunning and harmless demeanor suddenly transform into a ruthless and merciless one, Mei Xue realized that his words had angered her. Looking at the sharp killing intent emanating from her, he wanted to see what this woman intended to do.

The ribbons from the cuffs flew off the clothes, making the plain white garment seem to transform into countless white threads, all rushing towards the enchanting blood.

Mei Xue's playful gaze vanished, her long black hair gleaming. She actually wanted to kill him.

"I hate being threatened! But I can't let you talk, so the only way is to kill you!" Shen Qianmo's eyes were filled with ruthlessness. She knew she might not be a match for Meixue, so she had to take the initiative and injure Meixue.

The demonic blood flashed through the three most powerful attack points of the three thousand strands of hair, but he still suffered some minor injuries. It wasn't that he wasn't familiar with the ruthlessness of the woman before him, but he never expected her to so decisively launch a killing blow at him.

"The Demon Palace Master is indeed ruthless!" Mei Xue gently clutched his chest. Although he had suffered minor injuries, it would still be difficult for Shen Qianmo to defeat him.

However, he was unwilling to make a move. If anyone else had hurt him, they would probably be wishing for death long ago, but even though this woman had hurt him, he still refused to hurt her.

Mei Xue suddenly realized something serious: he had fallen for this seemingly heartless woman in front of him.

"If you blink, you'll be the one killed!" Shen Qianmo remained unmoved, her tone ruthless, but she didn't unleash another killing move. She could tell that Mei Xue didn't want to hurt him, and more importantly, she felt guilty seeing Mei Xue injured.

"Why don't we talk?" Mei Xue made no preparations, knowing that if Shen Qianmo were to launch a fatal attack now, it would be very dangerous for Mei Xue.

However, he simply stood there calmly, exuding a powerful aura, his eyes filled with unwavering confidence as he looked at Shen Qianmo.

"Okay." As if possessed, Shen Qianmo agreed.

"May I ask, Lord Demon Palace Master, what outcome do you hope to achieve by interfering in this power struggle?" Mei Xue asked. Before knowing Shen Qianmo's identity, he assumed the Lord Demon Palace Master coveted imperial power and deliberately sent Shen Qianmo to the Prime Minister's residence. However, after learning of Shen Qianmo's identity, he no longer held that view.

Although Shen Qianmo is decisive and ruthless in her actions and is exceptionally intelligent, there is no ambition in her eyes.

"The result? I will send the Prime Minister's family to the deepest hell. I will make Shangguan Che suffer eternal damnation. It's that simple." Shen Qianmo's tone was light, as if she were talking about something very ordinary, but her deepening eyes and the gnashing hatred in them betrayed her emotions.

“I can help you.” Mei Xue raised an eyebrow at the woman before him and said without hesitation. He didn’t know why Shen Qianmo, who was clearly the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister’s family, wanted his family to be doomed, nor did he know what the relationship was between Shen Qianmo and Shangguan Che, but seeing the hatred in her eyes, he couldn’t help but speak up.

"You?" Shen Qianmo raised an eyebrow. He said he would help her? Indeed. The purpose of the Enchanting Blood Tower was probably to incite infighting within Qi Yue, which didn't seem to contradict her desired outcome.

"In return, when Shangguan Jin is about to ascend the throne, the Demon Palace will withdraw all forces that have helped him," Mei Xue continued, looking at Shen Qianmo with a smile.

Since their goals are not contradictory, wouldn't it be better for them to cooperate?

“Okay. Deal.” Shen Qianmo glanced at Meixue. If she agreed to Meixue’s conditions, she wouldn’t lose anything. She would just feel bad for Shangguan Jin. But Shangguan Jin wasn’t a kind person either. Although she hadn’t done anything to harm her, she didn’t need to ruin her plans to protect Shangguan Jin.

Moreover, with the help of the Enchanting Blood, things would proceed much more smoothly. She simply didn't care who would inherit the throne of Qi Yue Kingdom.

"However, you have to promise me one thing." Shen Qianmo looked up at Meixue and continued.

"Speak." The single word that came from his mouth seemed to carry supreme dominance and majesty.

"The people of Qiyue Kingdom must not be harmed." Shen Qianmo naturally knew that Meixuelou must be connected with the royal families of Linwei and Tianmo. Their interference in this power struggle was nothing more than taking advantage of the situation. She didn't care who the ruler was, but she cared about the poor people at the bottom of society.

"Of course." Mei Xue's gaze towards Shen Qianmo held a hint of admiration, seemingly ruthless yet full of affection. The woman before her was becoming more and more attractive to her. Woman, now that you've captured my heart, don't even think about leaving my world.

Chapter Fourteen: Feelings Gradually Develop

"I'm quite curious, which royal family, Tianmo or Linwei, does the Lord of the Enchanting Blood Pavilion have a relationship with? And what kind of relationship do they have?" Shen Qianmo raised an eyebrow at the Enchanting Blood Pavilion. She didn't believe that such a distinguished man with an air of dominance would willingly be driven by the royal family.

"Do you want to know?" Mei Xue looked at Shen Qianmo with a playful expression, then imitated Shen Qianmo's teasing of him on the street and laughed, "Then guess slowly."

"You." Shen Qianmo was outmaneuvered for the first time, and looked at Meixue with a hint of annoyance.

Seeing the annoyance in the woman's eyes, Mei Xue laughed even harder. He hadn't expected her to be so adorable when angry; she even had a bit of a girlish charm.

"Forget it! I'm too lazy to argue with someone like you who just parrots what others say!" Shen Qianmo saw the smile on Mei Xue's face, her eyes returned to their usual calm, and she said the words without even taking a breath.

"Mo'er's words are truly eloquent." Instead of being angry, Mei Xue moved closer to Shen Qianmo affectionately, her gaze carrying a hint of flirtation and audacity as she sized up Shen Qianmo.

Shen Qianmo felt her face burning as she was being stared at so boldly by Mei Xue and heard him address her so affectionately. She knew that Mei Xue was not a lecher and that he was just joking, but she still felt her heart pounding.

Seeing Shen Qianmo's shy expression, Mei Xue's heart stirred, and he slowly moved closer to Shen Qianmo's lips.

"You lecherous scoundrel!" Shen Qianmo shoved Mei Xue away, never expecting him to actually try to kiss her! This was outrageous!

Mei Xue was somewhat stunned after being pushed away by Shen Qianmo, clearly unaware of what he had just done.

He, who had always been uninterested in women, suddenly felt an urge to kiss one, without even realizing it. This woman was incredibly attractive. It was a shame that he, who always prided himself on his self-control, could be so captivated by a woman.

"Who can blame me for being so attractive to my Mo'er?" Mei Xue raised an eyebrow, her smile becoming even more wicked. Her red dress was slightly open, revealing her exquisitely marble-like skin on her chest, and her well-defined muscles were arousing Shen Qianmo's gaze.

"Who gave you permission to call me that!" Shen Qianmo, now shrouded in the allure of the Demon Blood, lost her usual composure and cunning, blushing and speaking with a touch of shyness.

"I don't need anyone's permission to do what I want." Mei Xue's tone was domineering and arrogant, radiating a sense of superiority.

Looking at the man in front of her, Shen Qianmo felt as if he were a high and mighty god, arrogant and domineering, with an innate aura.

"Where are you going?" Seeing Shen Qianmo carrying her bundle and about to leave, Mei Xue reached out to stop her, feeling a pang of reluctance.

"I don't need to report to anyone when I do things!" Shen Qianmo replied mercilessly, mimicking Mei Xue's tone from before, her eyes carrying a hint of cunning and annoyance.

"What a cunning fox! What am I going to do with you!" Mei Xue didn't expect that her casual remark would make Shen Qianmo angry. She couldn't help but feel both amused and sorry for her.

"Why are you still holding onto me?" Shen Qianmo looked up at Mei Xue, who was still gripping her sleeve. Although she didn't dislike the man in front of her and even liked him a little, it wasn't right for him to keep holding onto her like this.

"Just grab it and play with it." Mei Xue only realized that her hand had been holding onto Shen Qian Mo's sleeve the whole time after Shen Qian Mo said that. She let go and said indifferently.

But his heart skipped a beat the moment he let go.

"Had enough fun? I'm heading back to the Prime Minister's residence!" Shen Qianmo glanced at Mei Xue, who was deliberately acting nonchalant, which was quite adorable. A pleasant smile curved her lips, and Shen Qianmo happily headed towards the Prime Minister's residence.

Mei Xue looked at Shen Qianmo's back with a doting yet domineering gaze, and threw a signal flare. The leader of the black-clad men who had ambushed her last time appeared beside Mei Xue.

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