The Celestial Realm, South Heavenly Gate
Xuan Qianning moved with the speed of the wind, hurrying towards the Luhua Palace.
Unintentionally, he caught a glimpse of Qi Yuan sitting on the ground not far away, wailing loudly.
Out of curiosity, she deliberately slowed her pace and tiptoed behind the Spirit Stone Pillar, observing Qi Yuan's worried face discreetly.
"What should we do? Ya'er, tell me, what should we do?"
Qi Yuan, with snot and tears streaming down her face, clung to the fairy maid beside her.
"What's wrong?" The fairy maiden called Ya'er gently stroked Qi Yuan, who was crying so hard she couldn't straighten up, and asked with concern.
"Upon hearing the rumors about the Princess, the Nine Nether Demon Lord flew into a rage, accusing her of immoral conduct and ordering her to go to the Dew Flower Palace to be punished. He also said that if the Princess refused to go, he would personally kill the unconscious Emperor Jun to vent his anger."
"Do you know how the Nine Nether Demon Lord plans to punish her?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan burst into tears, gasping for breath, "This time, the Nine Nether Demon Lord is determined to execute the Princess. It's a pity that the Princess is so beautiful yet has such a tragic fate, suffering this calamity before even getting married."
...
Xuan Qianning was delighted to hear Qi Yuan's words.
It seems that Leng Ye must have learned about Xuan Fengqian's affair with another man last night, which is why he is so angry.
The thought of Xuan Fengqian's impending death made Xuan Qianning's heart race, and she danced with excitement.
However, as soon as she left, Qi Yuan stopped crying, dusted herself off as if nothing had happened, and turned to walk towards Qingfeng Palace.
The fairy maiden whom Qi Yuan called Ya'er also revealed a fluffy bird face.
At first glance, it was clear that it was Wuya in disguise.
It followed Qi Yuan excitedly, asking in a sweet voice, "Qi Yuan, how was my acting?"
"How dare you say that! Your furry face almost made me laugh out loud." Qi Yuan said with a hint of anger, but still gently held Wuya, who had turned back into a bird, in her palm.
About fifteen minutes later, Xuan Qianning was panting as she was about to step into the Dew Flower Palace when she bumped into Xuan Fengqian, whose face was particularly cold.
"Oh~ Qianqian is here too? I heard you were played with all night?" Xuan Qianning crossed her arms, her words laced with sarcasm.
Leng Ye, who had taken over Xuan Fengqian's body, could not bear to hear such vulgar language.
His cold, razor-sharp gaze settled on the flamboyantly dressed Xuan Qianning, his voice icy and frosty, "You'd better watch your mouth."
"A used woman is a used woman. She's been played with and ruined, yet she still pretends to be so high and mighty. Do you think His Majesty would still want your filthy body?"
Leng Ye flew into a rage, grabbed Xuan Qianning by the neck with one hand, and said through gritted teeth, "Xuan Qianning, you're courting death!"
"Get your filthy hands off me!"
Xuan Qianning used all her strength to break free from Leng Ye's restraints.
Leng Ye frowned, looking at Xuan Qianning's ferocious face with displeasure. "How could you become so vicious?"
Xuan Qianning sneered and suddenly leaned forward, whispering in Leng Ye's ear, "Qianqian, you are no match for me. Everything you have now, whether it is Father, Mother, or even the Venerable One, will belong to me."
Upon hearing this, Leng Ye felt as if he had been enlightened, and suddenly understood many things.
Before this, he thought that Xuan Qianning's feelings for him were genuine.
Only now did he realize that the reason Xuan Qianning insisted on marrying him was simply to keep Xuan Fengqian in check.
Leng Ye's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly remembered that Xuan Qianning had misremembered the time of their first encounter...
Could it be that the person who risked his life to save him back then wasn't Xuan Qianning?
Thinking of this, Leng Ye slightly raised his eyes and tentatively asked, "Back then, you weren't the one who sacrificed yourself to save the Nine Nether Demon Lord, were you?"
Xuan Qianning took a slightly guilty step back and asked him anxiously, "You remember?"
Seeing that Xuan Qianning had taken the bait so easily, Leng Ye said in a deep voice, "That's right, I remember now."
"So what if you remember? His Majesty has already decided that I am his savior. Even if you talk until you're hoarse, he won't believe a single word you say."
"Why?"
Leng Ye closed his eyes in sorrow. He never expected that the person who saved him back then was Xuan Fengqian.
In this way, he truly owed her an unpayable debt.
"Speaking of which, you really were quite foolish. Back then, in order to save the Venerable One, you exhausted your own immortal essence and became a complete cripple. I originally intended to take your life myself while you were unconscious from exhaustion. However, because the Venerable One suddenly woke up, I changed my mind. After that, I naturally became the Venerable One's savior."
Why did I lose that memory?
"Who told you to be so foolish? Don't you know how many immortal techniques you possess? It's just amnesia; you're already lucky to have survived." Xuan Qianning looked disdainful. She truly couldn't understand why Xuan Fengqian would risk his life to save her back then.
The cold night felt like falling into an ice cave; my lips were pale, and my hands and feet were cold.
Xuan Qianning looked at Leng Ye's pained expression, her smile growing even brighter. "I might as well tell you a secret. In fact, the Three Lives Stone originally contained the predestined fate between you and the Venerable One, but I erased it. Xuan Fengqian, you have lost in the end."
"Yes, we lost."
Leng Ye was filled with self-reproach and was so distressed that she was almost speechless.
"It's too late to admit defeat now."
Xuan Qianning slammed into his shoulder and swaggered into the Luhua Palace.
But for some reason, as soon as she stepped across the half-foot-high threshold of the main hall, the once bright and spacious hall suddenly became pitch black.
She subconsciously looked behind her, only to see Xuan Fengqian and Leng Ye standing indifferently outside the door.
"Your Excellency..."
Xuan Qianning then realized that she had most likely fallen into their trap, and hurriedly lifted her skirt and ran quickly toward "Leng Ye".
But just as she was about to step out of the main hall, Xuan Fengqian and Leng Ye joined forces to close the door and set up several barriers outside the door.
"You wicked woman, what exactly do you want?"
"Your Majesty, please don't be bewitched by her. In this world, no one can love you more than I do."
...
Xuan Qianning frantically pounded on the door, but unexpectedly, a pair of hot hands suddenly appeared from behind her and pulled her into their arms.
"who?"
"Princess, I'm so hot."
Fu Chen held Xuan Qian Ning tightly around the waist, tearing at her clothes with great urgency.
The effects of the herbal medicine in his body have become fully apparent.
The potent effects of the drug caused him to lose his senses, and he mistakenly took the woman in his arms for Xuan Fengqian.
"Princess, why are you so late? I was afraid of missing the appointed time, so I waited here early, but you haven't come yet."
"Get your dirty hands off me."
Xuan Qianning recognized Fu Chen's voice, and her brows furrowed tightly.
"Princess, give it to me..."
In the darkness, Fu Chen couldn't see Xuan Qian Ning's face at all, and could only frantically tear at her clothes with the most primal desires and thoughts.
Snap—
In a moment of desperation, Xuan Qianning suddenly raised her hand and slapped Fu Chen hard across the face, shouting, "Wake up!"
Fu Chen wiped away the bright red blood from the corner of his mouth, tied Xuan Qian Ning's hands behind her back, and then swung his large hand to slap her several times.
Xuan Qianning cried out incessantly as she was beaten, "You jinx, how dare you hit me?"
"You weren't the one who drugged me? Why are you pretending to be so reserved now?"
At this moment, blood was already gushing from Fu Chen's body. He knew that if he continued like this, he would surely die suddenly.
In his desperation, he disregarded everything else, slammed Xuan Qianning to the ground with a thud, and pounced on her.
In her helplessness, Xuan Qianning crossed her arms over her chest, her tear-filled eyes fixed on the door, hysterically screaming, "Your Majesty, help! Your Majesty, save me!"
Hearing Xuan Qianning's cries while bound behind the screen, Ji Shuo felt a secret sense of satisfaction.
At this moment, she was still unaware that the person who had been brutally violated in front of the palace was not Xuan Fengqian. She leisurely stretched her neck, eager to see the miserable state of Xuan Fengqian in front of the palace.
Xuan Fengqian, who was standing quietly outside the hall, glanced at Leng Ye beside her with a slightly guilty look, and explained in a soft voice, "You can't blame me for this. If anyone is to blame, it's her for getting herself into this mess."
Leng Ye stared blankly at the door in front of him, and before he knew it, his eyes were red.
Seeing his appearance, Xuan Fengqian couldn't help but want to laugh.
She gently tugged at his sleeve and asked softly, "Are you crying?"
"No."
"You're not crying because you feel sorry for Xuan Qianning, are you?"
Leng Ye did not answer. He silently turned around and gently embraced Xuan Fengqian. "Aqian, I'm sorry."
"Um?"
Xuan Fengqian looked at Leng Ye, who was in a particularly low mood, with a puzzled expression, and said in a deep voice, "Have you done something bad again?"
Leng Ye shook his head. "A Qian, give me a chance to make up for what I owe you, how about it?"
"There's absolutely no need for that."
Xuan Fengqian resolutely rejected him.
"Ah Qian, are you truly unwilling to give me a chance to repent and start anew?"
After realizing how much he owed Xuan Fengqian, Leng Ye could no longer treat her as forcefully as before.
Xuan Fengqian said with slight impatience, "Didn't I tell you that the best outcome for us is to never see each other again?"
She was willing to reconcile with him simply because she, too, had hurt him relentlessly.
However, being willing to reconcile does not mean she is willing to give him a chance to start over.
Perhaps because Leng Ye had left her with many bad impressions, she had absolutely no good feelings towards him.
Leng Ye was utterly defeated and kept apologizing to her, "A Qian, I'm sorry..."
"oh."
Xuan Fengqian gave a perfunctory reply, casually pushed him aside, and leaned close to the door, staring intently at the two people entangled in the hall, seemingly inseparable.
Seeing this, Leng Ye quickly pulled Xuan Fengqian away and said unconvinced, "Is Fuchen that interesting? If you want to see it, you can look at my body to your heart's content."
"boring."
Xuan Fengqian simply wanted to confirm whether the person who had taken liberties with her last night was indeed Fu Chen.
Unexpectedly, Leng Ye stood right in front of her, refusing to let her see.
Meanwhile, Ji Shuo, who was tied behind the carved screen, finally realized that something was wrong.
At first, she thought Xuan Fengqian's voice had changed because he was too scared.
It wasn't until she heard intermittent curses coming from in front of the palace that she realized the person being tortured in front of the palace was not Xuan Fengqian, but Xuan Qianning!
Realizing this, Ji Shuo became anxious and tried desperately to break free from the binding rope.
What made her feel utterly powerless was that no matter how much she struggled, the Binding Immortal Rope remained intact, binding her tightly to the chair and rendering her completely unable to move.
Although, she never took Xuan Qianning to heart.
No matter what, Xuan Qianning is her only blood relative in this world.
No matter what, she couldn't just stand by and watch Xuan Qianning be tortured to death by Fu Chen.
After careful consideration, she finally chose to temporarily leave Yuan Heng's body in order to help Xuan Qian Ning escape danger.
To her surprise, as soon as she left Yuan Heng's body, the White Emperor, who should have been lying on the couch in a deep sleep, suddenly appeared behind her.
"who?"
Ji Shuo keenly sensed the chill coming from behind him, but when he turned around, he was bound by the Soul-Locking Bell in the White Emperor's hand.
The White Emperor coldly glanced at the astonished Ji Shuo, and with a sudden burst of strength, sealed her soul inside Xuan Qianning, who was on the verge of death from being tormented by the floating dust in front of the palace.
"Xuanlang, how cruel you are!"
Ji Shuo stared intently at the expressionless White Emperor, a single, murky tear silently sliding down his cheek.
The White Emperor ignored her and gently picked up Yuan Heng, who was leaning weakly against the chair, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, it's all over."
Yuan Heng slowly opened her eyes, no longer resisting Bai Di's touch as before. "Xuan Lang, I'm hungry."
"I'll go and make you something to eat right away."
The White Emperor realized that Yuan Heng was finally willing to forgive him, and he wept with joy.
"Xuan Lang, how could you betray me?!" Ji Shuo, locked inside Xuan Qian Ning's body, glared fiercely at the two figures huddled together behind the carved screen and roared hoarsely.
"Ji Shuo, I thought I had been lenient enough with you. Blame yourself for being blinded by hatred, which has led to your current wretched state. Back then, when I was undergoing my mortal tribulation, you slipped a potent aphrodisiac into my food, and I didn't kill you. Who would have thought that after all these years, you would still be so incorrigible, still plotting to harm my wife and daughters? This time, I will show no mercy."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Di took Yuan Heng and left.
"Xuanxiao, Yuanheng, I curse you to a terrible death!"
Ji Shuo's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the increasingly blurry silhouette behind the carved screen, his heart filled with resentment.
"What are you howling about?"
Fu Chen clenched his fist and punched her in the cheek. "If you make another sound, I'll cut out your tongue."
Ji Shuo roared in despair, "You beast, stay away from me!"
At this moment, Fu Chen realized that the person in his arms was not Xuan Feng Qian.
He glanced meaningfully at the door, and then realized that he had been tricked by Xuan Fengqian.
"Damn it!"
Fu Chen, filled with rage, snapped Xuan Qian Ning's arm with a "crack" and began to attack even more violently, yelling, "Die! Die!"
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