"Your Highness, it's me again," Wuying said, pointing to himself with a troubled expression.

Shang Xiye looked at him strangely: "If you're not going, do you expect me to go?"

Wuying's lips twitched.

Fine! You have a wife, so you're right!

You are a prince, your lord!

Seeing that Shang Xiye was standing still and had no intention of leaving to avoid suspicion, Wuying felt really embarrassed.

The eldest, handsome young man, blushed and stammered, "Then, Your Highness, please excuse us. With you here, I'm so nervous..."

"What are you thinking! I just asked you to give her some spiritual energy so she can finish what she was saying. Why are you so nervous?" Shang Xiye kicked Wuying in the butt.

Only after kicking her did he realize that Wuying didn't have the Illusion-Breaking Eye. Under the illusion of the Blood Cicada's Bewitchment, the way he looked at Aunt Sun must have been...

Upon thinking this, Shang Xiye's expression changed, instantly becoming both cute and fierce: "Tell me! Who did you see on this soft couch?!"

Wuying: "...?"

What happened?

How could the master turn his back on him so easily?

"Hurry up and tell me!" Shang Xiye bit her lip and raised her fist, which was as big as a sand bowl.

Wu Ying shrank back in fright and quickly replied, "N-no, I don't know her. She's just a stunning beauty. If Your Highness is reluctant to part with her, I'll leave right away..."

Upon hearing this, Shang Xiye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then kicked her in the butt again: "Get out of here, you ghost! What are your ears for? Hurry up and transfer spiritual energy to her to continue her life!"

Wuying stumbled from the kick and reached out to support the "peerless beauty": Hmm, she's a slender beauty, her bones are a bit hard to handle.

Fortunately, it was just a small amount of spiritual energy input, and the beauty didn't obliviously try to cling to him.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to say it.

He also wants to find a good girl to date and have a serious relationship with, okay?

What if I block too many suitors for my master, and my future wife dislikes me for it?

Aunt Sun overheard Shang Xiye and Wuying's conversation.

Aunt Sun, who was on her deathbed, did not object to Wuying touching her, nor did she have the strength to object.

But what none of the three expected was that as soon as Wuying lost the spiritual power to Aunt Sun, the blood cicada inside her body began to stir wildly.

A large amount of light red mist emanated from Aunt Sun's body, making her face flushed and radiant as if she were experiencing a final burst of energy.

A powerful desire drove Aunt Sun to frantically try to pounce on Wu Ying beside her and Shang Xi Ye in front of her, almost driving her to madness.

But having lived most of her life, she wasn't naive; she gritted her teeth and endured, managing to utter her last words, broken and fragmented: "Your Majesty... no, not the Empress Dowager's... the Empress Dowager's biological son, Ninth Prince, you... you also..."

Wuying sensed something was wrong with the person in his arms and thought it was because he had lost too much spiritual energy.

He quickly increased the amount of spiritual energy he was channeling and asked, "My beauty, how are you feeling?"

(Rabbit smirks mischievously: Blind Shadow, stop right there! You're an enemy spy, aren't you?)

Aunt Sun: "!"

She knew it must be Wuying's internal energy that had driven Xuechan mad. She wanted Wuying to stop, but when she opened her mouth, she spat out a large amount of blood clots mixed with internal organs.

The blood cicada had gone berserk inside her, ripping apart her internal organs.

Wu Ying felt something was penetrating through Aunt Sun's skin and biting into his palm, which startled him so much that he quickly let go of Aunt Sun and jumped up.

A ball of blood, about the size of a small green pomelo, tore through Aunt Sun's body, splattering blood as it emerged and bounced directly towards Wuying!