"Anyway, no matter how bizarre this matter is, it's a good thing that I'm alive! Brother asked Yan'er to explain, but Yan'er was also confused, because when the bizarre scene happened, it was you who saw it, but Yan'er? She didn't feel anything."
Nangong Ziyan shrugged and looked at Tian Haoze. Did she really not know what was going on? She decided not to think about it anymore, so as not to add to her troubles. Perhaps many things would be revealed after she met Venerable Yunxiao.
"Mother, Yan'er is so hungry." Nangong Ziyan hugged Sima Jiaorong cutely, her voice sweet and soft. Nangong Ziyan, who was hiding in Sima Jiaorong's arms, felt a pang of heartache. Her mother must have been very worried about her just now!
"Silly Yan'er, eat when you're hungry, okay?" Sima Jiaorong patted Nangong Ziyan's blanket, her heart still uneasy. The things that had happened to her daughter were really strange, such as her self-healing wounds, which made her feel very uneasy.
"Look at you, covered in blood. Even if you're hungry, you have to wash up before you come to eat, understand? Also, don't run around like that anymore. You've made your mother worry to death." Sima Jiaorong affectionately pinched her daughter's cheek, her eyes filled with increasing heartache.
"Yes! Mother, Father, I'm sorry to have worried you. I promise I'll take good care of myself from now on. Even if I get hit by a leaf, stepped on by an ant, or bitten by a fish, I'll tell you and my brothers right away." Nangong Ziyan made a promise, her pretty little face beaming with happiness.
"Hehe!" Her words amused everyone, and Hua Nongying happily withdrew. He still had many things to do next.
After a hearty meal, Nangong Ziyan sunbathed in a rocking chair in the courtyard, while Beiming Haotian quietly watched her, enjoying this warm moment.
The news that Bei Ming Haotian and Nangong Ziyan were alright spread throughout the entire Lingxian Island.
Inside the Yuxing Inn, a red figure swiftly flew into Baili Yuechan's room.
Baili Yuechan was getting ready.
"Bang..." The woman angrily shattered the table next to her.
Baili Yuechan remained unmoved and continued to calmly draw her eyebrows.
"Baili Yuechan, you are truly useless. You captured Nangong Ziyan, yet you couldn't even get the Demon Lord to kill her. You can't even handle such a small matter. You still want the entire Qihe Dynasty? You're just dreaming." The woman was furious, her hair standing on end as she glared at Baili Yuechan.
Baili Yuechan slowly turned around, looking at the woman in red with a cold smile.
"You seem to really like red clothes. Every time I see you, you're dressed in red. And I'm very curious, why did you ask Haotian to kill Nangong Ziyan with his own hands?"
Baili Yuechan stood up. Whether or not she killed Nangong Ziyan was no longer of much concern to her. It wouldn't hurt to keep her around to play with her.
But he, in the instant they met, would take a lifetime to forget; he caught her eye in a fleeting moment, and remained in her heart forever. His eternal presence was absent from her life. Whenever she thought of this, Baili Yuechan's heart ached so much she could hardly breathe. She understood one thing even more clearly: everything Nangong Ziyan obtained from Beiming Haotian was something she could never have. What Baili Yuechan could not have, others could.
"That's none of your business. Our deal is simply to kill Nangong Ziyan."
The woman answered sharply, but Nangong Ziyan didn't say anything, which made her so angry that she wanted to kill someone.
"Is that so? No one can be completely unattached when they've fallen in love. If I'm not mistaken, you like the Demon Lord, don't you?" Baili Yuechan stood up and slowly walked towards the woman.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" the woman quickly denied.
"Hehe! That's right. Only those who have entered another person's heart know the joys and sorrows within. Even if you are deeply in love and have countless thoughts, that person can neither hear nor see them."
Baili Yuechan said this with self-deprecation, as if she were talking to herself, or perhaps to the woman in red.
-End of this chapter-
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