Divorce

"It definitely will," Wang Xiaoxia replied, turning back to look at the Bad Guys and smiling faintly.

“I’ve already told him my real identity, so he’ll definitely come today,” Wang Xiaoxia said confidently.

"That's good. I was afraid he wouldn't come," said the bad guy, his expression gradually turning cold.

"Have you arranged your people yet?" Wang Xiaoxia asked again.

"It's all arranged. As soon as Wu Huan comes out, he will immediately report this to Aohun," the Bad Guys replied.

"Is it reliable?" Wang Xiaoxia asked, still somewhat uneasy.

"His mother was poisoned a while ago, and no one could cure her. I saved her," the bad guy said.

He turned back to Wang Xiaoxia and said, "Moreover, he always thought that Wu Huan was the one who poisoned him."

"You're the one who poisoned me, aren't you?" Wang Xiaoxia said, looking at the Bad Guys with disdain.

"Warfare is based on deception," the Bad Guy simply said with a smile.

Just then, an arrow whistled through the air. The Bad Guy reacted swiftly, raising his hand to slice the arrow down with his sword. Immediately afterward, more arrows flew in. The Bad Guy quickly pushed Wang Xiaoxia aside, then leaped up and swung his sword, cutting down the countless arrows.

As the arrows ran out, dark figures emerged. Several black figures suddenly rushed out from the depths of the forest, brandishing curved knives and charging towards the Bad Guys. The Bad Guys immediately engaged them in battle, but they did not kill them, seemingly intending to entangle with them for a while.

Wang Xiaoxia hid in the distance and watched quietly. After a while, a familiar scent came over her. She looked up and saw Cang Ze appearing in the air above her.

He changed into a gray-white outfit, his face stern. He smiled faintly when he saw Wang Xiaoxia, but his expression remained icy.

Wang Xiaoxia hadn't seen Cang Ze smile from the heart in a long time; ever since they met again, his smiles had always been distant and cold.

"My lord, how have you been?" Cang Ze said with a cold laugh.

"You've come," Wang Xiaoxia said, her expression calm as usual. She raised her hand, and spiritual energy began to gather in her palm. Gradually, a gentle breeze arose, and several blood-red petals appeared above her palm. With a flick of her wrist, the petals whistled towards Cangze.

Cang Ze easily dodged the petal with a simple movement, and slowly landed in front of Wang Xiaoxia.

"Your spiritual power is not enough to kill me," Cang Ze said calmly.

"Wu Huan, do you still remember this place?" Wang Xiaoxia asked instead.

Cang Ze's expression clearly froze for a moment, and his hand, which was gathering spiritual energy, suddenly lost its strength. He stared intently at Wang Xiaoxia and finally asked the question:

When did you think of that?

Wang Xiaoxia suddenly smiled. She glanced at the Bad Guys in the distance, who were still fighting with the shadowy figures. He would occasionally look in her direction, and she would return their smiles to let them know that she was alright.

"When did you remember? Wu Huan! Perhaps I've never forgotten," she said with a smile, moving closer to Cang Ze and looking directly into his eyes.

In the past, she would always pretend not to know him when she met him. This was the first time she had been able to be her true self in front of him without reservation.

This time, it was Cang Ze's turn to dodge. So she hadn't forgotten. Did she remember everything he had made her do? He began to recall the way Wang Xiaoxia looked when she died, her body riddled with holes. Those must have been the marks left from her repeated failed suicide attempts. So, for the past hundred years, she had hated him to the core.

"You, so, didn't..." Cang Ze murmured, the words on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't bring himself to ask.

He had his doubts about whether Wang Xiaoxia had lost her memory, but he dared not think about how intense the pain he had caused her must have been if she hadn't.

“No,” Wang Xiaoxia interrupted him, looking at him with a firm gaze.

"Do you remember how it felt when you plunged the knife into my body? Do you know what? It turns out that what's more painful than pain is cold, bone-chilling cold," Wang Xiaoxia said, a smile playing on her lips, a smile that also carried a chilling coldness.

"I'm sorry," Cang Ze said, bowing his head.

This was his first apology, but what good was a belated one? His heart ached inexplicably. He thought he had already let go of everything, but for some reason, the fact that she brought it up herself still caused him a dull ache.

“Wu Huan! Do you know? If only I had died back then, but I didn’t. I killed my parents with my own hands, and all my loved ones! Do you know the taste of that blood? Do you know why I hate the smell of blood the most? But that blood all came from the bodies of my loved ones!” Wang Xiaoxia said, her gaze turning fierce. Tears welled up in her eyes as she glared viciously at Cang Ze.

Cang Ze didn't dare to look into her eyes. He shook his head and unconsciously backed away. He still loved Wang Xiaoxia after all, but even so, he still couldn't bring himself to kill her.

But between them, if she doesn't die, she will definitely make him die.

Finally, that familiar scent arrived, and Wang Xiaoxia smiled again. She took another step forward and moved closer to Cang Ze. Cang Ze didn't react for a moment and just looked at her with some confusion.

"King of Ghosts! Don't hurt my child!" Wang Xiaoxia suddenly cried out.

Cang Ze was startled by Wang Xiaoxia's sudden shout. Before he could react, she grabbed his hand and thrust it against her chest.

Cang Ze was startled and abruptly pulled his hand back. A knife had somehow appeared in his hand. He looked closely and realized that it was the same knife that had killed her a hundred years ago.

"Xiaoxia?" Cang Ze was somewhat dazed when he saw the knife. He watched helplessly as she fell into a pool of blood once again.

She was still dressed in red, just like she had been a hundred years ago.

"Lian'er!" A fierce and gruff voice suddenly came, and he immediately appeared in front of Cang Ze and picked up Wang Xiaoxia.

Oh no, we've fallen into their trap! By the time Cang Ze came to his senses, it was too late. Aohen glared at him fiercely before carrying Wang Xiaoxia back to the Demon Realm. Meanwhile, the Bad Guys, seeing that the deed was done, stopped fighting the shadowy figures and immediately followed Aohen back to the Demon King's Palace.

Basin after basin of bloody water was drained out, and Wang Xiaoxia's bedroom was instantly bustling with activity. Cui Heng, who was in Muhe's room, rushed over as soon as he received the news. When he arrived, he saw Cang Ze standing at the door with a sullen face.

"Where is Father?" Cui Heng asked indifferently.

“Inside,” Cang Ze replied in a low voice, his face dark and his overall condition not very good.

"What happened?" Cui Heng asked in a low voice.

“Brother, she is Wang Xiaoxia,” Cang Ze said.

Cui Heng was not surprised by Xiaoxia's identity, and that was not what he wanted to ask.

"What's going on today?" Cui Heng asked again.

"She deliberately led me to the mortal realm, and in front of my father, she used my hand to injure her," Cang Ze explained, his head bowed in dejection. This time, he truly had no way to defend himself.

Cui Heng frowned, wanting to reprimand Cang Ze for being so careless, but then he thought that Wang Xiaoxia had come here for revenge. From the moment she deliberately provoked Mu He to attack her, she had been waiting for this moment. She had said that what she wanted was Wu Huan's suffering.

What would cause Wu Huan pain is to make him lose everything he has gained. Perhaps Wu Yan was stolen by Wang Xiaoxia. Wu Yan is useless to her but useful to Wu Huan, so she will not let Wu Huan have Wu Yan.

Cui Heng felt a pang of sorrow; he knew he was also a pawn in Wang Xiao's game.

After a long time, things gradually calmed down in Wang Xiaoxia's room, and the blood stopped flowing out. Cui Heng and Cang Ze were guarding the door, and soon after, Aohen also came out of the room.

"Father!" Cang Ze and Cui Heng called out almost simultaneously.

"Hmm," Aohen looked at Cui Heng and responded, then asked:

"How is Muhe?"

"I just went to see Muhe before I came. She's still asleep. The doctor said she should wake up in the next couple of days," Cui Heng replied respectfully, bowing his head.

Aohen nodded in satisfaction, still looking at Cui Heng as he said:

"Keep a close eye on her these next few days. Let's talk about some things after she wakes up!"

Cang Ze lowered his head. He understood that some of the things Aohen mentioned were meant to make him divorce Mu He. Aohen had already become suspicious of Mu He because she was injured by him, and now that Wang Xiaoxia was also injured by him, Aohen could no longer trust him no matter what.

"Father, I did not mean to harm Mother," Cang Ze said, though he knew it was useless.

"Cangze! I know you're afraid that the child in Lian'er's womb will threaten your position in the demon realm, but aren't you being a little too hasty?" Aohen coldly glanced at Cangze and said.

"Father, you are wise. How could I, as the king of my own race, covet the position of the demon race?" Cang Ze hurriedly explained.

Aohen let out a cold snort, then reached out and tossed a packet of medicine to Cangze's feet, saying:

"Ze'er! I'm afraid you want to replace me! Poor Muhe was sincere to you, but look at what you've done!"

When Cang Ze saw the medicine packet at his feet, his heart sank. He remained silent for a long time. Aohen was in a fit of anger, and no matter what he said, Aohen would no longer believe him.

"Cangze, I truly love you, but you have betrayed my trust. Tomorrow I will issue you a divorce agreement, and you and Muhe will part ways from now on!" Aohen said calmly.

"Father, what about Mother?" Cui Heng quickly changed the subject and asked.

"She's fine. Luckily, you still have some of the mermaid pearls you brought last time, so we can use them this time. She's alright and already asleep," Aohen replied, his attitude towards Cui Heng being relatively amiable.

Upon hearing that Wang Xiaoxia was alright, Cui Heng was relieved and offered his words of comfort:

“Father, Muhe and Cangze Jun have always had a good relationship. It would be better to wait until Muhe wakes up before discussing the divorce. Otherwise, given Muhe’s personality, she might cause trouble again.”

When Aohen heard him say this, he was suddenly startled. Muhe had been making a scene and was seriously injured these past few days. It would be better to wait until she was better before discussing many things, otherwise she might be further agitated.

“Alright, don’t tell Muhe about this yet, I’m afraid she won’t be able to handle it,” Aohen said, then glared at Cangze.

"Thank you, Father," Cang Ze said, bowing his head.