The saint seemed to be enduring the pain of a heavenly calamity. She rolled on the ground, unable to speak, and could only let out the most instinctive wail.

Wei Xu and Ling Yun walked out of the house upon hearing the sound.

Su Xiaoxiao hugged Cheng Xin.

Wei Xu's expression changed slightly: "Be careful!"

As a martial artist, he was able to judge that the Saint was in a very dangerous state and might accidentally hurt Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and said, "It's okay, Dad. She can't hurt me."

Strangely enough, when the saint's inner force hit her, she was not injured but felt very comfortable.

She didn't understand what was going on either.

However, her father-in-law's worries are not unreasonable. If the saint strangles her with a whip, she will not be able to bear it.

Wei Xu rushed over immediately and took away the saint's whip.

The saint grabbed her hair and wailed, "Ah-ah-"

Suddenly, she opened her mouth and bit her tongue.

Su Xiaoxiao stuffed her wrist into her mouth without thinking.

After a heavy bite, blood started flowing from Su Xiaoxiao's wrist.

The bloody smell in her mouth seemed to bring back some of the saint's consciousness.

She suddenly became quiet, and let go of her words in a daze. Like a child who had done something wrong, she looked at Su Xiaoxiao guiltily.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't care about her injuries, but asked her, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

The saint shook her head blankly.

She pointed at Su Xiaoxiao's wrist: "You, hand."

Su Xiaoxiao smiled reluctantly and said, "Bite me more gently next time."

The saint nodded, then quickly shook her head: "No, bite."

Su Xiaoxiao was happy: "Get up."

The saint was about to get up when unexpectedly a terrible thunder sounded from the dome.

The saint held her head and cried out in pain again.

Su Xiaoxiao called her: "Cheng Xin!"

The saint's eyes gradually became more fierce.

Wei Xu quickly pulled Su Xiaoxiao over.

"It's okay, Dad." Su Xiaoxiao came out from behind Wei Xu again, "Cheng Xin, it's me."

Ling Yun frowned.

The saint clenched her fist tightly.

She turned her head to look at Su Xiaoxiao's bleeding wrist, stood up quickly, and tiptoed out of Qingyun Palace.

Jing Yi had just been to Feiyun Palace. When he heard that Su Xiaoxiao was there, he came over without saying a word.

The saint flew over his head.

He gave the Saint a strange look and strode towards Su Xiaoxiao: "Where is she going?"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head: "I don't know. She heard the thunder and suddenly had a headache. She was a little out of control."

Jing Yi said: "I'll go find her."

"Wait a moment."

Su Xiaoxiao left Qingyun Palace, found an empty corner, entered the pharmacy, and took out a sedative.

She returned to the yard and handed the tranquilizer to Jingyi: "If she loses control and hurts you or herself, you can use this. Do you know how to use it?"

Jing Yi nodded: "Yes, I've seen Wei Ting use it."

Jing Yi took the tranquilizer and went to look for the saint.

Su Xiaoxiao asked Ling Yun, "What happened to the Saint just now? She seemed hostile to me. Is she going to turn back into the old Cheng Qingyao?"

Ling Yun said: "The process of becoming a puppet is the process of a person's soul gradually dying. In a sense, Cheng Qingyao is already dead and will not come back to life."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Wei Xu.

Ling Yun said: "General Wei did not become a puppet completely at the beginning. General Wei's situation is different from that of the Saint. But..."

"But what?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Ling Yun said seriously: "The Saint's situation is also somewhat special. She seems to have developed her own thoughts. I can't explain the specific reason for this for the time being."

Perhaps it was because after becoming a puppet that the Saint stopped killing endlessly.

Or maybe it was the interaction that Su Xiaoxiao had with the kids.

Of course, it is not ruled out that this was his first time refining a puppet and he lacked experience.

With such a big thing happening, the Palace Master's mood was the most complicated.

"Um."

Ling Yun went there obediently.

Wei Xu said to Su Xiaoxiao, "Let the mother and son stay alone for a while, and we will go back to Feiyun Palace." -Mingxin Pavilion.

The palace master sat in the main seat without saying a word.

Ling Yun came in front of her.

The Palace Master asked, "Did you reveal your identity to Xia Houqing?"

Ling Yun did not deny: "Yes."

The palace master closed his eyes helplessly.

This answer is not surprising.

As early as in the carriage, Ling Yun, Wei Ting, Jing Yi, and Wei Liulang made an excuse to go for a walk, and she sensed something was wrong.

Later, he met Xiahou Qing and him in Qingyun Palace, and Xiahou Qing's attitude towards him was obviously abnormal.

She had almost guessed what he had done.

She didn't want to ask about the specific process, she just wanted to know why.

"Why do you do that?"

Ling Yun said nonchalantly: "No reason, just do it if you want to." -Su Xiaoxiao and Wei Xu returned to Feiyun Palace.

Wei Xu called everyone to Su Xuan's room.

Su Xuan sat at the head of the bed while recuperating from his injuries.

Several children were there too.

Wei Xiaobao, Dahu and Erhu fell asleep beside Su Xuan.

Xiaohu insisted on sleeping in the cradle. He climbed in by himself, put his little butt up in the air, and fell asleep in the cradle.

Except Jing Yi who went to find the Saint, everyone else was there.

The thunder had stopped and it was raining heavily outside.

Xing'er closed the window and went to boil a pot of hot tea.

Wei Xu looked at his two sons seriously.

Wei Liulang immediately passed the blame on to others: "Xiao Qi dragged Jing Yi and me there. Only after we got there did we know what he and Ling Yun were up to. I didn't do anything. It was Xiao Qi who lured Xia Hou Qing out here alone!"

Wei Xu's sharp eyes fell on Wei Ting's face.

Wei Ting calmly took out six thousand taels of silver and an IOU for five hundred taels of gold and placed them in front of Su Xiaoxiao: "Wife, this is what I earned for you."

Su Xiaoxiao: “…”

Wei Xu: “…”

I will deal with these two brats later... Wei Xu said: "Based on my understanding of Ling Yun, he revealed his identity this time not to ruin Madam Ru's gift, nor to compete for the position of city lord, but to protect all of us."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

A killer alliance is already troublesome enough, and the mastermind behind the murder of the Wei family is most likely Xiahou Qing's uncle.

Only Xiahou Qing could handle such a difficult and dangerous situation.

But the cost of doing so is also extremely high.

Today's commotion is too big, and the truth cannot be hidden. The news that Ling Yun is Xiahou Qing's eldest son will soon spread.

By then, Ling Yun will become a thorn in the eyes of forces such as Madam, Tianyu Hall and Qianji Pavilion.

This does not include the city lord’s adopted sons.

In order to protect them, he decided to draw all the firepower to himself.

Wei Xu said sternly: "We must protect Ling Yun, the Palace Master and the entire Baihua Palace."

Several people nodded in unison.

Although Wei Ting likes to trick his "brother", he will never allow anyone to touch Ling Yun.

Wei Liulang would never let anyone harm his son's master.

Needless to say, Su Mo.

Ling Yun saved Su Xuan, and Baihua Palace also gave them a lot of protection.

Whatever happened in Baihua Palace was his business.

Su Xuan smiled quietly: "Count me in."

How about we finish writing in July? 　　 　 (End of this chapter)