Chapter 11: Paying the Debt of Love The fragrance instantly filled my nose...
The fragrance instantly filled her nostrils. The soft brocade brushed against the back of her hand hanging at her side, but it did not leave for a long time. Luo Qingling closed her eyes and moved her fingers.
Hmm? She seems to be able to move...
Thinking this way, Luo Qingling simply tugged at the brocade against her arm. It felt smooth, with distinct brocade patterns. She wondered what it was. She slightly opened one eye, but before she could focus her gaze, she heard someone speak beside her, their tone particularly impatient.
"If you keep pulling my leg, I'll make you stand here with this ugly monster with a hole in its body."
Well, she knew who it was.
Luo Qingling opened her eyes and shifted, her body already stiff from standing for so long. Qin Yanheng, beside her, looked down at her with a slightly squinting gaze, a look of bewilderment on his face. Then he began another sarcastic remark.
"You took my Golden Dragon Sword, but you were still tied up by the monster. You are quite capable." Qin Yanheng laughed in his throat, as if he couldn't understand how someone could be controlled even though he could have seen that the person in front of him was a monster.
Listen to what this is saying!
The joy of having a helper before his death suddenly dissipated, replaced by annoyance. Luo Qingling said nothing, shoving the Golden Dragon Sword into Qin Yanheng's hand, and turned to leave.
Since he thought she was useless, he would just deal with it himself. If he had the ability, he would use the Golden Dragon Sword to kill the demon! She just didn't believe that this Golden Dragon Sword, which had recognized its master, could still be used by him?
Luo Qingling's steps became faster and faster, her sleeves waving constantly, and from her back one could tell that she must be angry.
"Where are you going?" Qin Yanheng's voice sounded behind him, with some doubt.
"This is not your prince's palace. Your Highness has no right to tell me where I go!" She just felt very sad. It was bad enough that she had to face the sudden monster alone. She had obviously used all her strength to cut off a corner of the monster. Why did Qin Yanheng still treat her like this?
Not everyone is like him, versed in Taoism since childhood and accepted as a disciple by a Taoist immortal. She only knows a little bit about Taoism, so it's not easy for her to have such courage and insight! What right did he have to say that about her?
The more she thought about it, the more she regretted it. How could she have thought that Qin Yanheng would ask for her father to be transferred back to the capital and even send the portrait to the palace? He must have laughed at her in private a long time ago!
Luo Qingling felt as if his breath was stuck in his heart, unable to move up or down, which was really unbearable.
"Young Prince, don't you want to save Ye Si and me? Then why don't you leave quickly? You are not welcome in Ye Si's teahouse." Luo Qingling couldn't help but retort him.
"When did I ever say I didn't want to save you?" Qin Yanheng chased after her and stopped Luo Qingling as she was about to step out of the door. He lowered his head slightly with a blank expression and handed the sword in his hand to her. "Besides, if it wasn't for this sword that called me here, do you think I would..."
"I know that the young prince came to save its 'temporary' owner for the sake of the sword." Luo Qingling looked up at Qin Yanheng, and the word "temporary" was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
That's all.
He had just taken a nap in the mansion when he suddenly felt a pulling force pulling him. He was worried that something had happened to Luo Qingling, so he quickly put on an overcoat and rushed over. Unexpectedly, this man caught him and scolded him. He was really heartless.
Qin Yanheng had never felt so powerless in the past twenty years. He curled his lips, turned his head and smiled suddenly, then raised his head and said helplessly as if he had accepted his fate: "Yes."
This person admitted it a little too quickly. It was Luo Qingling's turn to be stunned. Before she could react, she saw Du Yubai, who had been fixed in place by a talisman paper by Qin Yanheng, suddenly had red eyes, whimpered continuously, and his hanging hands suddenly trembled violently.
"I found this container with great difficulty, and you just destroyed it!" Du Yubai lowered his head, but his eyes rolled up and stared at Luo Qingling, his eyes full of hatred.
"Container?" Luo Qingling couldn't help but ask.
Du Yubai didn't answer, but kept shaking his body, filling the holes in his body with black thread at a speed visible to the naked eye. He said with a sinister smile: "Luckily, I just absorbed the pearl embryo. My demonic power is no longer as weak as it was a few days ago. I advise you to be sensible and quickly..."
"Shut up."
Qin Yanheng was too lazy to listen any further. He flipped his hand and the talisman papers in the air condensed into a sword and stabbed straight towards Du Yubai. However, the monster's magic was indeed quite strong now. Several black lines flew out from nowhere, wrapped around the sword made of talisman papers, and forcibly broke the talisman papers into pieces.
Seeing this, the monster laughed loudly with an arrogant expression: "Even the Taoist's only disciple in the world can't do anything to me."
"Who on earth are you?" Qin Yanheng condensed into a sword again, holding the hilt with one hand, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the monster's throat. The red mark there must be the wound Du Yubai died of. "Now tell me everything, and I may consider leaving your body intact."
"Bah!"
The monster suddenly changed into a different person, no longer the gentle Du Zhuangyuan. He raised his lips, showing two rows of teeth, and said with a sneer, "You might as well beg me to leave your bodies intact."
"That's fine," Qin Yanheng nodded, his tone serious, as if he was really discussing with a monster, "It doesn't matter whether my body is intact or not, but the young lady next to me has a bad temper. Remember to do it to her satisfaction, otherwise she will not forgive me in hell."
He said who has a bad temper!
Luo Qingling turned his head to look at Qin Yanheng, not knowing what the young prince was thinking, but he continued speaking along with his words: "If you cut me into pieces, I will haunt you even if I become a ghost."
"Why are you pestering that ugly thing? You have such a bad taste..." Qin Yanheng leaned against the door frame with his arms folded across his chest, sneering.
The two of them fought back and forth as if they had forgotten about the monster. He was so angry that he opened his mouth and wanted to bite, but his body was covered with talismans and he couldn't move, so his upper and lower teeth kept fighting.
He said fiercely, "If you two hadn't stopped me that night, I would have sucked the baby out of this young lady's belly long ago. Why would I have waited until today and gone through so much trouble to enter the Deng Mansion?"
Sure enough, this monster had long set his eyes on the child in Deng Yesi's belly!
Luo Qingling immediately understood Qin Yanheng's intention to trick her into believing something. She glanced at him and continued, "Why must it be Deng Yesi?" And several women from Xiangshan Temple.
"Your majesty's diet has become increasingly luxurious since she became pregnant, so the child in your belly must be more nutritious than that of ordinary people," the monster explained confidently. "If this body hadn't just died, I wouldn't have worried about finding such a good baby!"
She understood. To put it bluntly, this monster had "picked up" Du Yubai's corpse and was approaching pregnant nobles in the capital under the name of Du Zhuangyuan in order to suck the fetus. She must have believed that her aunt and the others had been deceived by this monster. It was really disgusting.
It seems that Deng Yesi slipped out of the banquet that night to meet Jia Ci, which made the monster take notice of her. For the sake of the child in her belly, the monster really tried his best.
The Golden Dragon Sword in his hand trembled slightly. Luo Qingling looked up at Qin Yanheng, who smiled and looked back at him. He glanced at the Golden Dragon Sword, then quickly swept his eyes towards the monster. He opened his thin lips but made no sound.
He's so long-winded, you're almost done with it. Qin Yanheng mouthed the words.
Why? Luo Qingling's eyes widened.
Qin Yanheng glanced at the Golden Dragon Sword again and his smile deepened.
Luo Qingling immediately understood what he meant. With a flick of his hand, a golden dragon flew out, stabbing directly at the monster. In the blink of an eye, the talisman paper flew out, and just as the monster was about to transform into a black line and escape from Du Yubai's body, Qin Yanheng stepped forward and grasped the place where the black line was wrapped with one hand, which was the monster's vital point.
"Let me go--" The monster screamed and black lines kept coming out of its body, wrapping around Qin Yanheng's hands, but the monster was held by him at this moment.
"You ignorant child, you have only been transformed for a few months, but you already dare to imitate others and absorb pearl fetuses to increase your demonic power. Tell me! Who taught you this?" Qin Yanheng said sternly with a cold tone and narrowed eyes.
The demonic technique of sucking out the fetus is not something that an ordinary little demon can do. There must be someone directing it from behind!
"No one taught me, I learned it by myself..." Before the monster could finish his words, he was sealed in the talisman paper by Qin Yanheng.
Peace returned to the tea room. After the monster disappeared, Deng Yesi, who had just turned into a pottery figurine, also returned to her original form. She opened her eyes and stood up from the bed. Seeing Du Yubai's body on the ground, she turned pale with fright. She only remembered that it was this Du Zhuangyuan who broke in before she lost consciousness!
Luo Qingling was about to step forward to comfort Deng Yesi when he saw him faint. As the two of them were contemplating the aftermath, the situation in the teahouse alerted the Shangshu Mansion. Lord Deng rushed in with several of his followers. Seeing his son-in-law, whom he had been so pleased with, dead, his eyes nearly dropped to the ground.
"This, this, this, this..." Lord Deng pointed at Du Yubai, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should salute Prince Rong'an who suddenly appeared in the mansion, or ask what had happened first.
Qin Yanheng despised those who traded their own daughters for fame and fortune. He glanced at Lord Deng with disdain, then sneered, "Lord Deng, the son-in-law you carefully selected is not only a dead man, but also a monster."
Upon hearing this, Lord Deng's face instantly turned pale. He asked in a trembling voice, "Prince Rong'an, that humble servant's daughter..."
"Lord Deng only cares about his son-in-law, and now he's thinking about his daughter?" Qin Yanheng retorted. Seeing Lord Deng nodding and bowing, he felt a surge of anger in his heart. He handed the life-saving pill to Luo Qingling and continued, "This prince sees that you don't care about your daughter's life either. Let someone else take this pill for her."
"Give Deng Yesi some warm water to drink and let him rest for a few days." Qin Yanheng's tone suddenly softened and he turned around and said to Luo Qingling.
Qin Yanheng turned and left, leaving the tea room in silence.
Here, no one dared to disobey Prince Rong'an. They all stood there in a daze, watching Luo Qingling give the pill to Deng Yesi to take, and then several officers and soldiers came in quickly and carried away Du Yubai's body.
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Taoist temple.
The body was lying flat in the room. The coroner, holding tools, examined Du Yubai. Then he turned to Prince Rong An, who was resting in the hall, and reported, "Your Highness, Du Zhuangyuan was indeed strangled to death."
"Hmm." Qin Yanheng guessed the cause of death. If nothing unexpected happened, the tool must have been a rope. He opened his eyes and looked at the corpse's neck. The red mark was obvious. He continued, "Have you compared it with a rope?"
"Your Highness, I took the rope and compared it carefully, and found that the murder weapon was a horse rope." The coroner took out the horse rope and placed it across the wound on Du Yubai's neck. The mark matched that of the rope exactly.
Who exactly killed Du Yubai?
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