Chapter 151 Killing the Demon

Her mind was blank, and she was spouting nonsense.

The Seventh Prince raised one eyebrow. "Otherwise?"

Xie Mianmian moved to the right of the cabinet to make room for him, and the Seventh Prince, seeing this, did not stand on ceremony and squeezed in.

Suddenly, the cabinet became crowded.

Xie Mianmian said awkwardly, "Your Highness hasn't said yet, how did you know this place was a place for spying?"

A magnetic, husky voice rang out from her upper left, "I heard this from Minister Zhao."

"I never expected that I would be using their own methods against them, haha." The method that Minister Zhao used was instead used to spy on him.

"Hmm." The Seventh Prince's Adam's apple bobbed as he gave a suppressed response.

The two stopped talking and gathered around the hole, each occupying one side, intently looking at the other side.

They were very close together, shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm.

The light pink, wide butterfly sleeves covered the dark, restrained leather wristbands, like two mandarin ducks with their necks intertwined.

If someone were to barge in at this moment, they would surely say that the two are so engrossed in each other that they have no idea what the world is like.

However, the two men were huddled together, intently watching Vice Minister Zhao across from them, and didn't pay much attention to anything else.

Zhao, the Vice Minister, was sitting at a table laughing and drinking with a woman, but unfortunately, their view was blocked by a screen.

Fortunately, there were candles burning nearby, which cast their shadows on the screen, allowing them to observe the two people's every move.

At the same time, the voices from the other side also came through.

"My beauty, come, let's drink!"

"Hmm~ I can't drink anymore, my lord, please drink."

Then came the sound of chugging wine. Good heavens, did Vice Minister Zhao drink a whole pot of it?

As Xie Mianmian thought this, she saw the shadows on the screen getting closer and closer, and in the next instant, they were head to head.

Then came the intimate sounds of a man and a woman.

Xie Mianmian awkwardly turned her head away. How come she had to go through this together with the Seventh Prince when they were little?

At that time, I didn't feel embarrassed at all; I even wanted to go out and see for myself.

Now, hearing these unbearable sounds makes me feel itchy all over, and I wish I could throw a pebble at their mouths and manually shut them up.

Seeing that the Seventh Prince was still staring intently, she couldn't help but pat him and whisper, "Doesn't Your Highness know that one should not look at what is improper?"

"Shh." A large hand moved up Xie Mianmian's back and landed on the back of her neck. The well-defined fingers slowly closed, pressing her to look into the hole.

Xie Mianmian leaned back forcefully, struggling, "No, no, I don't want to see!"

She thought it was weird that the two of them were watching this together!

But Xie Mianmian's weak strength was no match for the muscular Seventh Prince. As she got closer and closer to the hole, she decided to accept her fate since she couldn't win.

She opened her eyes and looked inside, but was startled by the scene on the screen.

The two figures on the screen were still entangled together; Zhao Shilang's shadow was that of a normal man.

But the woman opposite him, besides the screen reflecting her alluring figure, what was most bizarre was that several furry tails had grown out of her back!

Xie Mianmian quickly covered her mouth, suppressing the exclamation that was about to escape her lips.

Zhao Shilang was deceived by this woman. She said she had a beautiful tail to show him, but now she has more than one. Xie Mianmian counted them and there were as many as eight.

Moreover, these tails were not made of dead objects; they moved and swayed behind the woman with incredible agility, like seaweed swaying with the waves on the seabed.

It was eerie and ominous; it seemed as if the woman really did have tails growing all over her back.

Xie Mianmian nervously wrapped her arms around the Seventh Prince's arm, pressed her face against it, and said in a voice that was hard to hold back, "Your Highness... there really is... a fox demon!"

The Seventh Prince held her hand reassuringly, the dry, burning heat passing through his hand and into Xie Mianmian's body, miraculously soothing away the fear in her heart.

"Don't be afraid, I will go and slay the demon right away."

"But that demon looks very powerful. According to the stories, the more tails a demon has, the more powerful its magic is."

The Seventh Prince chuckled inappropriately, prompting Xie Mianmian to slap him. "It's true, I was afraid you'd get hurt."

He couldn't resist; his rough hands stroked Xie Mianmian's smooth face, then pinched the flesh on her cheeks.

Under her fierce gaze, the Seventh Prince released his grip and said, "I think demons aren't scary; it's man-eating people who are scary."

He didn't believe it was a demon; all the signs indicated it was man-made, and the murdered officials all died at the hands of different animals.

Some died from having their hearts eaten by swarms of rats, some were trampled to death by several wild horses that went mad for no reason, and some were pecked to death by flocks of birds that flew into their homes.

If this woman is related to the case, then she is not a demon. How could so many animals become demons and all come out to harm people?

If she is a demon, then he will have to see for himself.

Xie Mianmian jumped out of the closet first, and the tall Seventh Prince followed her out of that cramped space.

He picked up the sword from the table and strode toward the door. Sure enough, he hadn't taken more than a few steps when he nearly bumped into someone from behind.

"If you stay here, there might be danger next door."

Xie Mianmian overtook him, grabbed the Seventh Prince's sleeve and walked forward, saying, "Hurry up, or Zhao Shilang will be eaten by the fox demon."

The burly, imposing man was easily pulled away by her. Xie Mianmian turned back and made a face at him, "Your Highness has known me since childhood. When have you ever been well-behaved in front of me?"

The Seventh Prince reluctantly pulled her behind him, saying, "Stay close to me later."

She is usually very well-behaved, but she is often naughty.

The two walked very fast. The Seventh Prince stretched out his long legs and kicked open the door to the room where Minister Zhao was. The wooden door made a cracking sound.

The woman inside heard the noise keenly, grabbed with both hands, did several somersaults in the air, and jumped out of the window.

When Xie Mianmian and the others entered the inner room, they could just see the woman's bright red skirt brushing against the windowsill.

When they rushed to the window and looked down, it was pitch black outside, and the woman had already disappeared.

Xie Mianmian ran to Zhao Shilang's side to check on his condition.

He collapsed to the ground, his clothes disheveled, his collar ripped open, revealing what appeared to be a red mark on his bare skin.

She was about to lean closer to take a look when the Seventh Prince pulled her away.

He half-squatted down, his fingers probing Zhao Shilang's pulse. "He's still alive."

After saying that, the Seventh Prince slapped his face, but Zhao Shilang remained unmoved and even started snoring.

Xie Mianmian said in surprise, "Minister Zhao is truly a divine being. He must be drunk and asleep."

The seventh prince examined his neck and found that the red mark was a wound. "It's a bite mark."