The next morning.
There was a waft of incense in Yunji's boudoir, and birds were singing outside the window.
She had just finished washing up, and her pale purple gauze dress made her skin look as white as snow. She was leaning against the window, reading an ancient book.
"Miss, your tea."
Xiao He lowered her head, holding a celadon teacup in both hands. The air was filled with steam and the fragrance of tea was clear.
Yun Ji raised her eyes and smiled slightly.
"Why are you serving tea today? Where's Chuntao?"
Xiao He's fingertips trembled slightly, but her voice was as steady as possible.
"Sister Chuntao has gone to get her new clothes. I'm afraid you'll be thirsty, so I've made some tea."
Yun Ji didn't suspect anything and took the teacup. The temperature of the cup wall touched by her fingertips was just right.
She blew away the foam gently and took a sip. The tea tasted sweet, but with a hint of bitterness.
"Hmm? Today's tea..." Yun Ji frowned slightly.
Xiao He's heart almost jumped into her throat, and she forced herself to remain calm.
"Yes, it's the newly arrived Yunwu tea. The temperature might be a little different."
Yun Ji smiled and said, "It's okay."
After saying that, he took a few more sips until the cup was empty.
Xiao He stared at the empty teacup, her nails digging deep into her palms.
Yun Ji suddenly felt her body go weak, and the book in her hand fell to the ground.
"What's with this tea?"
Suddenly, there was a slight sound outside the window.
Yun Ji looked up alertly, only to see a black shadow flash by, and then the door was slammed open!
"who--"
Before she could stand up, she was hit hard on the back of her neck.
The moment the severe pain exploded, she saw the person clearly. Madam Yun's hideous face looked like a demon in the moonlight.
"Bitch, do you think you'll be safe if you climb up the ladder?"
Yun Ji staggered back, a fishy and sweet taste rising in her throat.
She tried to press the fingers together but found that her meridians were blocked and she couldn't circulate her divine power at all!
"Don't waste your energy." Madam Yun approached with a sneer, "This is the Soul-Locking Powder prepared specially for you."
She suddenly grabbed Yun Ji's long hair and forced her to raise her head.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die too easily. Lan Yi still needs your face."
The scene in front of Yun Ji began to blur, her knees went weak, and she fell forward.
Xiao He hurriedly stepped forward to support her, her voice filled with tears.
"Miss! Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Yun Ji's consciousness gradually faded, and the last thing she saw was Xiao He's flustered face and a hint of imperceptible guilt deep in her eyes.
…
The biting cold woke Yun Ji up. She found herself suspended in mid-air by iron chains, with the black iron shackles digging deep into her wrist bones. Beneath her was a blood sacrifice formation engraved with strange runes.
The flickering green torches on the wall illuminated Yun Lanyi's paper-white face opposite.
She was holding the "Secret Book of Soul Transfer" with a nervous smile on her lips.
"woke up?"
Yun Lanyi stepped barefoot over the talisman papers all over the floor, pinching Yun Ji's chin with her red nails.
"You know what? I hate your face the most, but now I have to accept it."
She suddenly laughed wildly and ripped open her collar to reveal the bloody curse mark on her heart. It was a fate-defying talisman etched out by the soul-devouring insect!
Madam Yun walked in holding a copper bell with a strand of Yun Ji's hair wrapped around it.
"It's midnight, let's get started."
"W-What are you going to do?!"
There was a hint of fear in Yun Ji's voice. She never expected that the mother and daughter in the Yun family would dare to attack her.
As the harsh spell sounded, the formation suddenly lit up with a scarlet light.
Yun Ji felt as if countless cold hands were tearing her soul apart, and the severe pain made her scream miserably.
The iron chains rattled, and blood dripped down the ankles onto the runes, and was greedily absorbed!
"Stop struggling." Yun Lanyi stroked her altar obsessively. "Once I take possession of your body, everything about you will belong to me, including the Third Prince."
…
When Li Lingge stepped into Yun Ji's courtyard, the surroundings were eerily quiet, and there was no one in sight.
He frowned slightly and pushed the door open.
A faint fragrance of tea hits you in the face, mixed with a barely perceptible bitterness.
His eyes instantly locked onto the teacup that had been spilled on the floor. The tea had already soaked the carpet, and the remaining faint blue halo at the bottom of the cup had not yet completely dissipated.
"Soul Locking Powder!"
Li Lingge's eyes suddenly turned cold. Yun Ji's cultivation had reached the realm of God. Ordinary poisons could not do anything to her, but the Soul Locking Powder could block her divine power, making her a cripple in a short period of time!
Someone attacked her!
He narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and his spiritual sense instantly covered the entire Yun Mansion, searching for Yun Ji's breath.
No!
“Damn it!”
Li Lingge's figure flashed and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a gust of cold wind blowing through the empty house.
The side courtyard of the Yun Mansion.
Xiao He was packing her bag in a hurry, and her fingers were trembling as she stuffed the pearls into the brocade bag one by one.
These were given to her by Madam Yun as rewards. Each one was priceless, enough for her to take her brother and run away.
"Hurry, hurry up..."
She murmured softly, her heart beating like a drum, afraid of being discovered.
However, just as she pushed open the door and prepared to escape, a slender figure stood silently at the door.
Xiao He's whole body stiffened, and her blood seemed to freeze instantly.
"Your Highness!"
Her legs went weak and she almost fell to her knees.
Li Lingge didn't say anything, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he just raised his hand and waved.
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut, and before Xiao He could react, an invisible force grabbed her throat and pressed her against the wall.
Li Lingge's voice was extremely cold, like a blade tempered with ice.
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