"Thank you, sir. I'm much better now."
She raised her stunning face, the traces of tears she had just cried made her look particularly pitiful. Her eyes were red, her nose was red, and the corners of her crimson eyes were shimmering with crystal tears.
Looking at the subtle emotion in Ling Wangqing's eyes, she smiled cunningly in her heart.
Yumo, you are really something, hehehe...
But no matter how pitiful you pretend to be, you still have to do your work.
She turned to look at the piece of heart and said with some difficulty: "Sir, I may have to...eat this."
"Huh?" He was obviously a little surprised and asked puzzledly: "Why?"
"I don't know..." She shook her head, pretending to be pitiful. "That's what the voice in my head said."
"What will be the consequences?" He frowned slightly, a little worried.
"There shouldn't be any bad effects. She didn't say anything." She pointed to her head, smoothed her hair, and explained, "In her memory, those who ate it would be poisoned to death, but I won't be poisoned."
This is half true and half false.
It's true that she wouldn't be poisoned, but the voice didn't tell her to eat the heart.
But if she doesn't eat, the voice transformed from resentment will keep lingering in her head. It's okay if it lasts for a short time, but if it lasts for a long time, it's hard to say.
"Then eat it."
He seemed to disagree, but he didn't know what reason to use to stop her. In the end, he just watched her eat slowly.
Anyway, as long as he is there, she will be fine.
Shen Wuyou also tried hard to suppress her nausea, closing her eyes and trying to swallow it all in one gulp, just like when she drank Chinese medicine as a child. However, the strong smell of blood made it impossible for her to ignore it. Her stomach churned and she wanted to vomit several times, but she covered her mouth and tried her best to suppress it.
"This is just...disgusting."
I don’t know how those people ate it.
She didn't delay any longer and quickly forced all the poison to the ends of her hair. Then she reached out and smoothed her hair, and a handful of black and smooth hair fell off.
"That's pretty poisonous."
She had never felt so venomous even when she drank poison.
As soon as she finished complaining, she saw a fluorescent green light emanating from Ling Wangqing's palm, and then she watched her broken hair grow and lengthen rapidly like bamboo shoots after rain until it recovered as before.
But I have to say, this heart does work.
After the poison was extracted, she felt as if a constant stream of warm current flowed into her dantian and quickly spread throughout her body, making her feel refreshed and proud like a spring breeze.
only...
She didn't know if it was because the heart tasted too strong or something, but after eating it, she strangely felt that the blood flowing before her was no longer scary, but... sweet?!
Is that tempting sweet taste really not an illusion?
And those corpses, why do they feel like they have a food filter on?
Is it poisonous?!
No, no...
She closed her eyes and shook her head quickly, throwing away those shocking thoughts. Then, while pulling up Ling Wangqing's clothes, she said:
"Sir, let's go back."
This matter has been resolved, but the issue of the traitor has not been resolved yet.
Prince Ao's Mansion——
It is not known whether it is good or bad, An Lanqing's life is not in danger, but his broken bones will take a hundred days to recover. He is afraid that he will not be able to use his spiritual power in the short term.
As for the traitor...
Prince Ao said: "It's also my fault. If I had cared more about Xiu'er, he wouldn't have become what he is now..."
(Save the 500 words of self-blame in the middle...)
The final conclusion was that the old man had an adopted son who was good at painting, that is, his second son Chang Yangui, who was kind and gentle.
But later on, somehow, he secretly learned some unorthodox techniques of painting by peeling skins, and because of his talent, he was able to make his paintings look so real that they could be mistaken for the real thing.
He once peeled off the butler's skin and used a secret method to wear it on himself, defrauding the palace of 800 taels of gold and then escaping. Perhaps because he tasted the sweetness of this, he could not stop and became keen on pretending to be someone else to cause trouble in the world.
Even if he couldn't skin someone, he would use his painting skills to imitate them, pretending to be someone else and doing evil. His purpose was to ruin the reputation of others and he would enjoy it.
And this painter was the one from Prince Ao's mansion whom An Lanqing had said he had saved. Because of this, An Lanqing was able to get to know Prince Ao and develop some friendship with him.
"So, what he's saying is that An Lanqing isn't the real traitor, but the fugitive Chang Yangui pretending to be him, with the sole purpose of ruining his reputation?!"
Shen Wuyou said in disbelief and surprise.
To be honest, she didn't believe it. Especially after fighting with him, it was clearly An Lanqing's move!
Bai Yumo was also a little troubled, puzzled: "Prince Ao didn't know about our affairs, he just expressed his feelings for his sons. But this Chang Yangui does match the An Lanqing you mentioned in the dungeon."
"So you still don't believe me? You don't believe that he is the traitor?!" Shen Wuyou didn't understand, even though she had already made it so clear.
"Wuyou..."
Bai Yumo called out helplessly and comforted:
"I know you must have some opinions about A-Lan because of this incident, but this matter is also based on solid evidence. We can't deny the objective facts just because of subjective feelings."
Her tone was quite gentle and patient, but her words sounded extremely absurd to Shen Wuyou.
"I have a problem with him?! Huh? What problem could I have? I'm just reminding you. I'm afraid he might hurt you. I'm worried about you!"
Shen Wuyou was so angry that he laughed, and turned around anxiously, saying as he walked:
"The water spirit root can control a person's blood flow. That's what you told me! The guy in the dungeon used this trick to break my mind control! Besides your A-Lan, who else has this ability?!"
"Don't be impatient, sit down and listen to me..."
Bai Yumo poured her a glass of water and explained, "Alan isn't the only one with water spiritual roots. Chang Yangui also has water spiritual roots, and his cultivation is not bad either."
Shen Wuyou didn't hesitate to sit down opposite her, picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. He glared at An Lanqing who was unconscious in the bedroom, and then said:
"What about the identity jade pendant? He slandered Ling Wangqing and brought back a counterfeit from nowhere, right?"
"This is even more of a no-brainer."
Bai Yumo poured her another cup and slowly explained as she poured it, "You know, Chang Yangui enjoys playing tricks on people. He was once Prince Ao's adopted son, so he's very familiar with everything in the palace, let alone forging a jade token."
After saying this, she looked at Shen Wuyou again, slowed down her tone, and said seriously:
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