The guards were puzzled to see the gong and drum team leave like that.

Seeing that everything was fine, he tried to wake up the maids and servants. He slapped them on the face and splashed water on them, but they were still sleeping soundly.

After a while, someone remembered the cakes outside the door, opened the door suspiciously, and brought in the basket of wedding cakes.

After casually flipping through it twice, he was shocked to find that there was a note in the wedding cake basket: Eat cakes after waking up to restore your strength as soon as possible.

The guards rushed to the courtyard and broke open the three doors, but the house was empty. Wang Xipei was nowhere to be found. There was only a huge hole in the wall, through which a fresh and cool mountain breeze was blowing into the house.

The guards followed the footprints to the edge of the cliff. It was so high and steep, and there was no path. How could he leave with a woman?

Xuanyuan Huaiyu hadn't planned to come to Taoyuan Valley today. After a day on duty, and since it was getting late, he planned to sleep in the East Camp. Somehow, the thought of her curled up in the corner of the bed made his heart beat wildly.

He stood up and left the tent, mounted his horse, and headed straight for Taoyuan Valley. When he arrived at the courtyard, he noticed a strange atmosphere. The crooked maids and servants, and the dejected guards, all knelt in the courtyard when they saw him coming.

Xuanyuan Huaiyu strode inside and found the house empty, save for the large hole in the wall facing him. The guard knelt beside him and said, "I was just about to report this to you, sir."

The joy of wanting to see her suddenly turned into a dream.

He smiled bitterly: She still likes to walk through holes in walls, how could she forget.

When he cut up the purse, he remembered that when he just got married, Wang Xipei made a cloak for him with her own hands. It was thick and soft, with good workmanship and material. Although he was picky, he still liked it.

When he wore it out, the fourth brother was extremely envious. Later, when Jiayu complained of being cold, he put it on Jiayu.

Later, when they went to Tianyuan Temple to pray, he rode in a carriage with Jiayu and their son, while Wang Xipei rode in another. Their carriage slipped in the snow, and Jiayu suggested using an unwanted cloak under the wheels. The driver untied it and used it as a cushion, but the wheels were stomped by the horses.

Later, Wang Xipei came and said that she could use a rope to pull her carriage. At the end of the conversation, she suddenly stopped talking and just looked at the wheel.

He followed her gaze and noticed that it was the cloak she had made. He had seen her sew the fox fur collar on it stitch by stitch, but now it was covered with mud and snow.

At that time, he turned his face away, pretending not to see, and the cloak was torn into pieces and thrown into the snow and mud. Now, it was impossible to get even a piece of it that she had made with her own hands.

All the contempt and humiliation she had endured day and night for those five years had now turned into sharp blades that stabbed at her.

Luo Yunyan saw Luo Buwang smiling brightly at her, and she wished she could...

Luo Buwang boiled a pot of hot oil and said with a smile, "Sister, go and admit that it was you who had an affair with Barang last night, otherwise I will fry my left hand, right hand, left foot, and right foot in the oil pan one by one.

You said your hand would be fried to a golden crisp, or charred and smoking black. As the high priest, you possess the power of thunder and lightning, and you also have magic. I believe you will be able to recover after all the difficulties, but the blood curse will definitely make you suffer enough pain first, pain that is piercing and excruciating.

Balang is one of the archers of the Gu tribe. His daughter Nai is Luo Yunyan's good friend. When Luo Yunyan was used by her biological mother as a stepping stone for Luo Buwang, although she didn't know what happened, she helped Luo Yunyan countless times when she fainted from the pain. She is Luo Yunyan's best friend in the Gu tribe. They played together and grew up together.

Barang's wife, Nai's mother is Amo, who is close to Luo Yunyan. She is not her mother but takes care of Luo Yunyan like a mother, watching the two girls grow up together.

Luo Buwang had his own Wana, and somehow he got together with Barang, who had a wife and children.

Last night, while his wife and daughter were away caring for their sick grandmother, the two men had been having an affair at home. They had locked their young son, Nai's younger brother, Zhagang, outside the yard. The young son slipped and fell into the water, and when he was rescued, he was already dead. When they carried the child to Balang's house, they discovered that Balang had been having an affair, and Luo Buwang had run away without even getting dressed.

Now she lets Luo Yunyan take the blame for her.

If he took the blame himself, not only would his own reputation be ruined, but it would also be a stab in the back of Amo and Nai.

Luo Yunyan wanted to try again. She had become more and more adept at controlling and using the power of thunder and lightning recently, and perhaps she could break free from the shackles of the blood curse.

In her silence, Luo Buwang put her right hand into the boiling oil pan, but she felt as comfortable as if she had soaked her hand in warm water. Her hand in the boiling oil pan was still white, tender and intact.

Luo Yunyan gritted her teeth and tried to draw the power of the thunder to her hands to protect them, but the lingering power could not pass through her wrists anymore.

Luo Yunyan was in so much pain that her whole body was twitching, and her mouth was full of blood from biting her teeth and tongue. The pain was so piercing that her right hand, which was floating in the air, seemed to have been fried in a frying pan. It shrank and became smaller, and her fair skin turned yellow and scorched. The fingertips were blue and black, and there was even the smell of meat in the air.

Luo Buwang had not yet taken her right hand out of the frying pan. She watched Luo Yunyan struggling on the ground like a dying fish, until Luo Yunyan's hand turned from yellow to black, until Luo Yunyan became incontinent.

Luo Buwang picked up a towel and wiped the oil off his hands. He asked contemptuously, "Are you going? If not, I'll fry your hands and feet.

You won't faint, you will just feel the pain completely. Don't even think about telling them about the blood curse, because I have a hundred ways to torture you, and in the end you still have to admit that you lied.

So hurry up, or I won’t be upset.”

Luo Yunyan raised her charred hands, weakly saying, "Luo Buwang, what if I die?"

"If you die, I will be the only daughter with the blood of the high priest. The lightning power you have painstakingly cultivated will automatically be transferred to me in the end. They have no choice. Are you willing to accept this?"

"What if I die with you?"