Moved



Moved

Yiwu secretly searched the bedrooms of the Emperor and Empress but found nothing, so she finally turned her attention to the Crown Prince.

On the first day she sneaked into the prince's bedroom, before she had time to look for the Yin-Yang Qiankun Pearl, she ran into Jun Xuan coming back and hid behind the screen, not daring to move.

Yi Wu was just about to leave quietly when she felt a sudden pain in her heart, her body became unstable, and she almost bumped into the screen.

"who?"

Jun Xuan's eyes were sharp. He stood up and slowly walked towards the screen.

The window next to him had been opened at some point, and a breeze blew in a few dead leaves, which swirled and fell to the ground. Jun Xuan glanced around, found nothing unusual, and reached out to close the window.

In the shadow of the corner outside the window, Yiwu covered her heart and huddled in the darkness.

A bug seemed to be struggling restlessly in her chest, its thorns scratching at her flesh, causing her to break out in a sweat. She tried to force the thing out with her inner energy, but it was completely useless. She began to wonder what it was.

The poison has been removed, and the flesh wounds are not so serious. The only problem... is the pill that Jiufang Mingyuan gave her.

Jiufang Mingyuan is looking for her.

Yi Wu was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe. She forced herself to stand up straight and rushed back to the top of the cloud as quickly as possible.

The top of the cloud was calm as usual, and security was tight. Groups of five demon guards patrolled the palace, ready to guard against sneak attacks from the immortals and demons at any time.

Yi Wu changed back to her original appearance and rushed in like a gust of wind, attracting the attention of the guards, who chased after her in a panic.

She arrived at the gate of Jiufang Mingyuan in an instant, kicked it open with force, and was about to get angry when she happened to hear Fu Ke's anxious voice.

"Call the magic doctor, young master! You..."

The next moment, the voice suddenly rose, "Who is so bold? How dare you trespass into the Young Master's bedroom? Are you tired of living?"

He walked out quickly, and when he saw Yi Wu, his expression immediately changed, "Saintess."

Yi Wu stepped forward to see what was happening in Jiufang Mingyuan, but Fu Ke stopped her with a hand, "Saint Lady, please stay. The Young Master has already rested."

He had long seen that the young master had special feelings for the saint, and what happened today must not be seen by the saint, otherwise she might misunderstand.

"You were talking to him just now, and now you tell me you want to take a rest?" Yi Wu raised her sleeve to push the person away and strode in.

She took big steps and didn't pay attention to her surroundings, and almost tripped over the clothes on the ground and fell. Then she stopped and turned her head to look around.

Black and purple clothing were scattered across the floor, creating a rather ambiguous atmosphere. A woman, clad only in a thin gauze, was gagged, bound, and left a few meters from the bed.

Looking closely, the face looked quite familiar, it was Weng Xilai.

On the bed, Jiufang Mingyuan had taken off his outer robe, leaving his black inner garment half hanging. The scar on his shoulder was faintly visible, and he was lying on the pillow, gasping in pain.

With just one glance, Yi Wu guessed what had happened. Looking at the things on the ground, she felt inexplicably glaring.

Fu Ke couldn't stop her, so he hurried in to explain, "Saint, please don't misunderstand. It was Miss Weng who secretly tampered with the young master's medicine, but my subordinates arrived in time, and nothing happened to them."

When he heard the word "Saint", Weng Xilai turned his head, and the moment his eyes met Yi Wu, his eyes were immediately filled with resentment, unwillingness, jealousy and other emotions, which were simply rich and colorful.

He didn't come back early or late, but came back when she was most embarrassed.

After arriving at Jiufang Mingyuan's side, Yiwu felt much better, with only a slight ache lingering. She kicked aside the clothes on the floor and walked towards the bed. "Go next door and call Qingpu and Ziying."

Fu Ke lowered his head and went out, and soon came back with Qingpu and Ziying.

After Yiwu left Cloud Peak, most of the maids were sent back to their original places. Only Qingpu and Ziying remained here to prevent her from having no one to serve her when she returned.

There was quite a bit of noise here, and they had been eavesdropping next door for a long time.

After the two came in, they bowed one after another.

"Greetings to the Young Master, and to the Saintess."

Yi Wu raised her chin towards Weng Xilai and ordered, "Take the man out, put on clothes, and wait for punishment."

"yes."

Qingpu and Ziying quickly helped Weng Xilai up from the ground, Fu Ke helped pick up the clothes on the ground, and they quickly left Jiufang Mingyuan's bedroom and closed the door.

The bed curtains ripped apart with a rustling sound. Jiufang Mingyuan turned over in frustration, breathing out long, hot breaths. Beads of sweat covered his neck and chest, and his blood was surging, desperately needing an outlet.

Yi Wu waved her hand casually and set fire to all the clothes on the ground, burning them to ashes. The room was filled with a burning smell.

She walked to the bedside and stretched out her left hand to feel Jiufang Mingyuan's pulse. As soon as her fingers touched his skin, she was burned and pulled her hand back.

Before she knew it, that hot big hand suddenly grabbed Yi Wu's wrist, pulled her onto the bed, rolled her over, and kissed her lips accurately.

Yi Wu's eyes widened in shock, a hot breath hit her face, her arms were pressed on both sides of her head, and she passively endured this random kiss.

Jiufang Mingyuan had been suppressing his desire for a long time, but upon smelling the familiar scent, he couldn't help but lose control, wanting more and more. Those lips were so soft that he was completely addicted, unwilling to wake up.

The incident happened suddenly, and Yi Wu didn't have time to break free. The cold fragrance that belonged only to Jiufang Mingyuan rushed into her nose, which was extremely seductive and stirred her heartstrings. She forgot to resist for a moment.

But in a moment, she discovered something very scary. She did not reject Jiufang Mingyuan's touch or even kiss. Instead, her heart beat faster and she felt a little nervous.

With her lips and teeth pried open, Yi Wu suddenly came back to her senses and bit down hard on the tip of the tongue.

"hiss……"

Jiufang Mingyuan felt pain and raised his head. He raised his hand to cover his mouth, swallowing the blood, and said angrily, "Are you born in the Year of the Dog?"

Yi Wu raised her left hand, wanting to give him a hard slap, but Jiufang Mingyuan saw through her plan and intercepted her halfway.

"I said, I'm not your old friend, don't mistake me for her." Yi Wu was very angry, not only because Jiufang Mingyuan mistook her for someone else, but also because she was disturbed by him and was upset.

Jiufang Mingyuan grabbed her arm and looked down at her condescendingly, "Are you angry?"

This is a rare thing. Yi Wu has always been very secretive and her thoughts would not be easily seen through by others. She was actually angry.

Thinking of something, Jiufang Mingyuan's lips curled up with a hint of teasing, "Are you mad that I kissed you, or are you mad that I mistook you for someone else?"

Yiwu turned her head away, too lazy to answer, her cheeks stiff.

Jiufang Mingyuan chuckled and reached out, pinching her chin and turning her face back, "There is no such thing as an old friend. You are that old friend."

There is no such thing as an old friend. You are that old friend...

Yi Wu frowned slightly, unconsciously thinking about what he meant.

"You've been on Cloud Peak for over two hundred years, yet have you ever seen me treat any woman the way you treat me?" Jiufang Mingyuan gently lowered her arm, his nose getting closer and closer to hers. "You infiltrated the Demon Clan, stole the key, lured the demons in, and opened the seal of the Immortal Clan... And I didn't hold it against you for anything. I even saved your life time and again. How could I not be attracted to you?"

The two of them were so close that Yi Wu couldn't help but hold her breath.

Jiufang Mingyuan took advantage of the situation and pecked her lightly on the lips, smiling even more blatantly, "You're moved."

If not for this, he would have been killed by her sword through the heart.

Yi Wu's eyes suddenly turned cold. She kicked the man away and stood up. She jumped off the bed and straightened her clothes. "You still have the energy to talk nonsense. It seems that you are fine and don't need my help at all."

After she finished speaking, she walked straight out, not wanting to care about Jiufang Mingyuan's life or death anymore, but she heard a muffled "bang" sound behind her and turned around.

Jiufang Mingyuan fell onto the bed, holding his abdomen. The blood vessels in his neck were beating violently, and black blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Yi Wu turned around, grabbed his wrist and took his pulse, her expression gradually becoming solemn.

He originally had scorpion venom and snake venom in his body, which he had suppressed with great difficulty, maintaining a delicate balance. Today, he was drugged by Weng Xilai, and the new drug made Jiufang Mingyuan's blood surge, and the poison in his body surged, causing him to lose balance. It seemed that the poison had already invaded his heart meridian, and his life was hanging by a thread.

Yi Wu raised her hand to cut her finger to feed him blood, but she didn't know how much blood would be needed to save his life, so she had to calm him down first.

She hurried out of the door. In the open space outside the door, Qingpu and Ziying were helping Weng Xilai dress.

The guards who were chasing Yi Wu rushed over noisily. Seeing this scene, they were caught off guard and stopped in their tracks, not knowing what to do.

"What's going on? No outsiders are allowed to enter the Winged Demon Palace. Why is Miss Weng here?"

"She's disheveled, isn't she here to seduce the young master..."

"Why is the Saint back? Could it be that we were chasing her just now?"

Yi Wu angrily scolded: "What are you looking at? Turn around."

The guards were startled and hurriedly turned their backs. The clanking sound of weapons clashing was particularly harsh at this moment.

Fu Ke has gone to ask for the magic doctor, but he hasn't come back yet.

Yi Wu reached out and took the thing out of Weng Xilai's mouth. "Where's the antidote?"

Weng Xilai glared at her angrily, stiffening his neck. "There's no antidote."

"There's no antidote?" Yi Wu smiled instead of getting angry. She leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "Are you pretending to be stupid or are you really stupid? Didn't your father tell you that the young master was already poisoned?"

"You think you can get into his bed with such a low-brow method? If he died today, do you think you can still survive?"

As he listened, Weng Xilai's expression changed, and he refused to believe it at all. "You lied to me? How could the young master be poisoned for no reason? Did you do it?"

"I knew you were a spy sent by the Immortal Clan. Now that you've killed Young Master, you can explain yourself, right?"

She was so good at biting back that Yi Wu lost her patience and took out a dagger and held it across her neck, "Stop talking nonsense and hand over the antidote."

"I told you, there's no antidote." Weng Xilai still stiffened his neck, looking unrepentant. "Anyway, you've already caught me. You can kill me or chop me up as you please."

Talking any further would only be a waste of time. Yi Wu turned and went into the house, "Shut her mouth."

Qingpu picked up the ball of cloth she had thrown on the ground, stuffed it back into Weng Xilai's mouth, and together with Ziying helped her put her clothes back on one by one.

Yi Wu locked the door behind her, returned to the bed, pushed Jiufang Mingyuan down to lie flat, cut open her index finger and put it into his mouth.

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