When he opened the lid of the box, a crystal clear pill lay quietly inside.
"This is the Transformation Pill that His Highness specially requested for me. It will allow me to maintain my human form forever."
She stroked the jade box obsessively and continued.
"He said he likes me the way I am now."
Under the moonlight, Mo Xuan could clearly see the infatuation in her sister's eyes.
That was not forced surrender, but voluntary sinking.
She suddenly realized that the woman in front of her who was longing for the position of princess was no longer the sister who would follow her in her memory.
"Three days from now, on the night of the full moon, the secret realm will open. I will then lead Your Highness into the ancestral land." Mo Li's eyes grew sharper. "Sister, you'd better know the situation and not stop us."
Mo Xuan staggered back a step, the shadows of the bamboo casting a deep shadow on her face.
"You, you threaten me?"
"I just don't want to see my sister die."
Mo Li reached out to hold her sister, but was violently thrown away, and her voice turned cold.
"We can only seek revenge on the Third Prince by relying on the Second Prince. If I didn't have the Second Prince, how would my sister have the chance to get close to the Third Prince!"
Mo Xuan felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave. She suddenly realized that her sister not only knew about Zhao Lingyu's plan, but was also aware of her contact with Li Lingge.
Every step in this imperial city is under the surveillance of others.
Mo Li took one last look at her sister who was standing there in a daze, then turned and walked towards the light.
"At least, His Highness is willing to give me a title."
Mo Xuan stood alone in the shadows and felt something warm running across her cheek.
She raised her hand and wiped it, only to find tears of blood.
…
The night is as dark as ink, and the cold moon hangs in the sky.
When Li Lingge pushed open the door, there was still a faint fragrance lingering in the room.
That was Mo Xuan's unique aura, cold and clear with a hint of strange sweetness.
Ten days ago, she was Liu Ruyan, the most beautiful courtesan in Misty Rain Tower, and her every frown and smile could captivate people.
Ten days later, she had torn off her disguise and became a survivor of the black-bellied spider clan. There was no tenderness in her eyes anymore, only cold vigilance.
He walked slowly into the room, his fingertips gently stroking the messy quilt on the bed, where traces of their lovemaking were still left.
He curled the corners of his lips slightly, walked to the table, sat down, and slowly poured two cups of tea.
The tea smoke curls up and the hot air is thick.
Li Lingge picked up one of the cups, gently stroking the rim with his fingertips, but his eyes were fixed on the closed door, as if waiting for something.
He knew she would come back.
Sure enough, not long after, the door was pushed open.
Mo Xuan's figure appeared at the door. She was still wearing the ink-colored long dress, but this moment she no longer had the charm of the courtesan, but was replaced by a solemn and murderous aura.
Her gaze fell on the two cups of steaming tea on the table, and a complex look flashed in her eyes.
"Did you guess I would come?"
Li Lingge looked up at her with a faint smile on his lips, and pushed another cup of tea in front of her.
"Because you have no choice."
Mo Xuan stared at the cup of tea and didn't take it.
"You're the one who killed my clan, and you're the one who saved my clan." She curled her lips sarcastically, "Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
Li Lingge chuckled softly, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips, his tone leisurely.
"Do you think that's funny?"
He raised his eyes, his gaze like a blade, piercing straight into her eyes.
"Mo Xuan, I'm sitting here today to give you the opportunity to choose. If I don't give it to you, you won't even have room for negotiation."
Mo Xuan's fingertips curled slightly, she knew he was right.
The second and third princes of the Tiansheng Dynasty are both more ruthless than the other.
Zhao Lingyu saved the sisters just for the Chaos Green Lotus.
The third prince had set a trap from the very beginning, waiting for her to fall into it.
Faced with two evils, she can only choose one.
Choose Zhao Lingyu?
His younger sister Mo Li has completely turned to him and is even willing to take him into the ancestral land.
But if he really gets the Chaos Green Lotus, what about the rest of the tribe?
They will simply be squeezed dry of every last bit of value and then abandoned.
Choose the third prince?
At least he promised that as long as she cooperated, he could save the rest of the tribe.
But...can she really trust him?
Mo Li slowly raised her eyes, met Li Lingge's bottomless eyes, and asked word by word:
"Why should I trust you?"
Li Lingge curled the corners of his lips slightly, took out a jade slip from his sleeve, and gently placed it on the table.
"This is the contract I signed between Jinxiu Pavilion and me. From now on, the silk of the black-bellied brocade spider will only be provided by your clan."
Mo Xuan stared at the jade slip, his fingertips trembling slightly.
She knew this was the best outcome she could get.
But the resentment and hatred in her heart gnawed at her sanity like a poisonous snake.
She slowly reached out, picked up the tea, and drank it all in one gulp, the bitter taste lingering in her throat.
"Okay." She raised her eyes, no longer hesitant, "I'll help you."
Li Lingge smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
“Smart choice.”
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