Chapter 89 Gentle Words Break Down Defenses
Thinking of Shanxi's sharp, cold gaze, Shan Mingyuan couldn't help but shudder and subconsciously rubbed his arms.
This rebellious daughter of mine, I don't know what's gotten into her, she keeps glaring at me with those terrifying eyes. She was so respectful before, but now…
"Could it be a disguise technique? But it doesn't look like it. It's clearly Shan Xi!" Shan Mingyuan guessed in his heart, but then denied his own idea with a firm expression.
He had been in close proximity to Sun Hee on several occasions and was able to definitively determine that the other person was indeed Sun Hee, and that it was absolutely impossible for someone else to be impersonating him.
He does have that much insight.
"But Father, I always feel that something is wrong with her!" Shan Yurou was filled with resentment and confusion.
A good-for-nothing who has always been trampled underfoot suddenly becomes more powerful than him one day?
How could this good-for-nothing turn around and become the boss?
"Perhaps his mindset underwent a huge change after being killed once," Shan Mingyuan said suspiciously.
"Father, do you think it might be possession? I've heard that there's a technique called possession among evil cultivators that can easily take over a person's body." Shan Yurou said with excitement in her eyes and certainty.
"Possession? What evil cultivator would be blind enough to try to possess her? Besides, if Shanxi had really died, even an evil cultivator couldn't possess her." Shan Mingyuan directly rejected the idea.
The possession of a body by an evil cultivator would inevitably damage the original body, not to mention that Shanxi was already on the verge of death and was certain to die at that time.
Possessing her body would only hasten her death.
"Stop thinking about Shanxi and get back to your cultivation. Don't forget, the competition starts in three days!" Shan Mingyuan looked at Shan Yurou with a worried expression.
With so many bets placed on the competition, he simply couldn't imagine what would happen if he lost...
The thought had barely crossed his mind when Shan Mingyuan quickly suppressed it!
No, no, Yu Rou will never lose!
"Yes," Shan Yurou replied sullenly, and then withdrew.
Shan Yurou bit her lip tightly. At this moment, her mind was filled with the schemes that Shan Xi had plotted against her, and she had no heart to cultivate.
She was truly unwilling to accept that Sun-hee had not died.
She couldn't swallow this insult!
Shanxi had hoped to wait for assassins to come and use this opportunity to test the defenses of the Shanxi government. However, the assassins died before they could even set off, and were nipped in the bud by the assassin alliance.
Upon learning of this, Shanxi frowned and asked with a puzzled look, "You mean they died before they even had a chance to set off?"
Just as Old Master Chen was about to answer, Old Master Shan rushed in to report: "Master, the Seventh Prince has arrived."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the Seventh Prince, Jun Yan, strode toward Shanxi.
He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, wearing a magnificent light blue brocade robe that shimmered mysteriously in the light, highlighting his noble demeanor.
Jun Yan quickly approached Shanxi, looking anxious and asking with concern, "Miss Shanxi, are you alright?"
“I heard that someone went to the assassins’ guild to hire someone to kill you. I… I was worried about your safety, so I took it upon myself to kill them beforehand. You won’t blame me, will you?” His eyes were full of anxiety, like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be punished.
Shanxi: "..."
So it was the Seventh Prince who did this?
She said, "How come all those assassins are dead? It turns out this guy was the one who did it?"
Can……
Worried about her safety?
That sounds a bit ambiguous.
Old Master Chen winked at Old Master Shan and, with great tact, retreated with him.
After everyone had left, Shanxi didn't beat around the bush. She looked directly at Junyan and asked bluntly, "Why did you help me?"
"Huh? Aren't we friends? Isn't it only natural for friends to help each other?" Jun Yan scratched the back of his head, looking honest and simple.
Shanxi frowned: "You've helped me time and time again, and I've ended up owing you too many favors."
She doesn't want to owe anyone anything, especially favors.
Besides, she could handle those minor matters herself; she didn't need Junyan's help.
"You're being too polite. I can't just stand by and watch you die if I know you're in danger, can I?" Jun Yan said somewhat awkwardly. Suddenly, he deliberately changed the subject, "I've also found out who hired the assassin. It's your own father, Shan Mingyuan."
Shan Mingyuan?
Sun-hee was not surprised by this.
Those who wanted to kill her were none other than Shan Mingyuan and Shan Yurou.
Since Shan Yurou was swindled out of so much money, she definitely wouldn't have the funds to hire another hitman, so it can only be Shan Mingyuan.
"Your father is a terrible person. You are his own daughter. How could he do such a thing?" Jun Yan said in a scathing tone, his eyes filled with anger.
Shanxi didn't feel anything about this, after all, the original owner was no longer there.
"Perhaps it's a case of loving the house because of the house. Because he likes Shan Yurou's mother, he also has a special fondness for Shan Yurou. Because he doesn't love Shan Yurou, he dislikes Shanxi so much." Shanxi lowered her head thoughtfully.
If Shan Mingyuan had any human heart, if Shan Mingyuan had any conscience, he wouldn't have abandoned his own daughter in the countryside and ignored her for eighteen years.
With his power and wealth, he could have provided a life of luxury, but he certainly wouldn't have let the original owner live such a miserable existence. It was almost as if he was deliberately taking revenge.
"Will Miss Shanxi go to participate in the competition in three days?" Junyan asked with anticipation in his eyes.
"Yes," Shan Xi said decisively.
As the head of the Shan family, she was obliged to attend.
She not only wanted to attend, but she also wanted to witness firsthand how Shan Yu-rou was defeated!
"Then I'll wait for you at the palace." Jun Yan smiled, his eyes shining with anticipation, like stars in the sky.
Looking at the banquet, Shanxi suddenly found herself unable to utter the refusal she was about to say.
Let's just wait. He's just a child; what bad intentions could he possibly have?
The following morning, Shan Xi went to the main hall for his meal as usual.
As was customary, the servants brought the after-meal tea to Shanxi.
Shanxi glanced at the teacup, then at the servant who served the tea, and took a light sip.
Upon seeing this, the servant was overjoyed, thinking that the mission was accomplished, and hurriedly withdrew.
However, as time passed, Shan Xi remained unharmed.
After finishing her meal, she handled household affairs as usual, her expression calm and her steps elegant, showing no signs of poisoning whatsoever.
The servant hid around the corner, waiting and waiting, but there was still no movement. He began to panic: "What's going on? Did I not use enough poison? Or did the master give me the wrong poison?"
Two days have passed, the assassin died before he could complete his mission, and there has been no news of Shan Xi being poisoned, which makes Shan Yu Rou somewhat vulnerable.
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