"Gah! You old man Xuanxiao, what are you planning to do to me now?"
Wuya jumped up from Baidi's palm in surprise, aimed at his nose, and started pecking wildly.
Yuan Heng seized the opportunity and swiftly covered Wuya's sharp beak, saying in an unfriendly tone, "Where did this stinky bird come from? How dare you be so rude!"
"Gah—"
Wuya glared resentfully at Yuanheng, who had a forced smile, and angrily wanted to peck her a few times. However, she was still very weak at the moment, and if she exerted any effort, her whole body felt like it had been run over by a car wheel, and she was in great pain.
"Heng'er, this bird comes from the Nine Netherworlds, please do not harm it."
The White Emperor gently placed one hand on Yuan Heng's hand, then took Wuya into his palm again. "Wuya, tell me, how did you get all these injuries? Also, you rushed here so urgently, did you want me to go and save someone?"
Yuan Heng stared at the blank-headed Wuya in Bai Di's hand, her face turning pale with nervousness, and her heart pounding faster.
At this moment, she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.
If Wuya were to actually tell Baidi about Fuchen's plan, Baidi would surely be furious.
When that happens, he will definitely order a thorough investigation, and it will be very difficult for her to clear her name.
What made her feel helpless was that, although she knew that Wuya was a great scourge, she couldn't do anything about it.
As everyone knows, Yuan Heng is kind and gentle by nature and would never kill innocent people indiscriminately.
If she were to make a move, the White Emperor would definitely become suspicious of her.
Just as she was panicking and at a loss, Wuya suddenly rolled up its wings, clutched its blood-stained head, and whimpered, "It hurts..."
"Wuya, tell me quickly, who hurt you?"
"I...I don't remember."
With tears welling up in its eyes, Wuya seemed to have forgotten a large part of its memory, only remembering getting drunk on a cold night and still being unconscious.
Seeing this, the White Emperor used his healing arts to heal all its wounds, large and small, and said gently, "Do you still remember why you rushed to my palace just now?"
"Gah!"
Wuya felt like something was blocking his head, and after racking his brains for a while, he still couldn't figure it out.
After pondering for a while, it finally muttered softly, "But...maybe it's for His Majesty's sake."
Bai Di looked even more confused and asked in a deep voice, "Leng Ye? What happened to him?"
"His Majesty loves A-Qian, and was heartbroken when he learned that she was about to marry Di-Jun. I rushed here to find you because of His Majesty."
Wuya thought to himself that only Leng Ye's affairs could keep him on his mind.
Although it couldn't remember exactly what had happened before, it always felt that it must have been related to the cold night.
After hearing Wuya's explanation, Bai Di's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
He casually tossed Wuya into the hands of the fairy maid beside him and said nonchalantly, "The marriage is a done deal, and it's no use you begging me."
Yuan Heng realized that Wuya might have injured his head and lost a small part of his memory, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
However, she was still worried that the White Emperor would be disturbed by Wuyai, and on a whim, she decided to go to Qingfeng Palace.
To distract Bai Di, she rolled her eyes and fell against his chest without warning.
"Heng'er!"
The White Emperor hurriedly scooped her up in his arms and anxiously called to the fairy maiden beside him, "Quickly summon the immortal physician! Go now!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The fairy maiden was clearly frightened by the White Emperor's display of power and nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Wuya originally planned to go to Qingfeng Palace again to persuade Xuanfengqian, but due to his weak body, he fainted again.
—
Immortal Realm, Qingfeng Palace
Xuan Fengqian was packing her personal belongings to take to the demon realm when she inadvertently found the bone whistle that Fu Chen had personally given her in her dressing case.
She frowned slightly, casually tossing the bone whistle aside, her eyes revealing disgust.
"Princess, wasn't this bone whistle a gift from the Broom Star Lord?"
Qi Yuan placed the bird's nest and coconut cup in front of Xuan Fengqian and asked with a smile.
"Really? Look at my memory, I completely forgot."
Xuan Fengqian concealed the malice in his eyes without showing any emotion and answered softly.
She had an excellent eye for people and never worried that Qi Yuan would betray her.
However, Fu Chen is too cunning and is very likely to take advantage of Qi Yuan's infatuation with him, taking advantage of her being unprepared to shamelessly trick her into revealing information.
After a moment of hesitation, she finally grasped the bone whistle, which had been transformed from Fuchen's fingers, into her palm.
"Your Highness, this bird's nest and coconut cup should be drunk while it's hot. If you find it a bit too sweet, you might as well try the candied plums that the Broom Star Lord sent over."
Qi Yuan then brought a small dish of green plums to Xuan Fengqian.
"You can leave it there for now."
Xuanfeng glanced indifferently at the candied plums on the dressing table, then picked up the bird's nest and coconut cup and took a small sip absentmindedly.
"Is the coconut cup cold?" Qi Yuan asked, puzzled.
Xuan Fengqian shook her head and said softly, "I just don't want to eat."
For some reason, she had a feeling that something big was about to happen.
Right now, even if the most exquisite delicacies were placed in front of her, she would probably find it difficult to swallow.
She clutched her pounding heart with both hands, and asked Qi Yuan with slight nervousness, "Where is Fu Chen?"
"After delivering the food, the Broom Star Lord left."
Is there any movement from the Nine Netherworlds?
"I heard that the Nine Nether Demon Lord has fallen into a coma for no apparent reason and has not yet woken up."
"really?"
When Xuan Fengqian heard that Leng Ye had fallen into a coma, the heavy weight on his heart finally lifted.
She pondered that by the time Leng Ye woke up, she would already be married into the demon realm.
The relationship between the demon and monster realms is very close, and even if he is unwilling, he would never ruin the diplomatic relations between the two realms for her sake.
Qi Yuan nodded heavily and said truthfully, "Of course it's true. It's said that the Demon Lord's sudden coma was purely because he missed the Princess too much and fell ill with lovesickness."
"Isn't it because you were so engrossed in your lovemaking with a woman last night that you've exhausted your energy?"
Xuan Fengqian shrugged silently, completely unconcerned about the reason why Leng Ye had fallen into a coma.
As long as he doesn't try to steal her away, whatever he does is none of her business.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a soft knocking sound came from outside the door.
Knock knock knock—
As Xuan Fengqian packed her personal belongings, she turned her head slightly and asked, "Who?"
"A-Qian, it's me."
What are you doing here?
Hearing Leng Ye's unusually low and hoarse voice, Xuan Fengqian did not intend to open the door for him, but only asked a question indifferently.
"Don't be afraid, I mean no harm."
Leng Ye knew that Xuan Fengqian would never open the door for him, so he used a sudden burst of strength to break the door latch and entered her boudoir in a blatant manner.
Xuan Fengqian suddenly raised her eyes, about to dismiss the guest, but was particularly surprised to see Leng Ye, who was so thin.
It had only been two days since we last met, yet he had made himself look so haggard.
Leng Ye noticed Xuan Fengqian's surprised gaze and subtly looked away. "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'll be fully recovered after a couple of days of rest."
“I’m not worried,” Xuan Fengqian muttered softly.
"What happened before was due to my own recklessness..."
"I don't want to bring that up again. If there's nothing else, please leave."
"Ah Qian, can you listen to my explanation first?" Leng Ye gently patted Xuan Fengqian's shoulders with both hands, his voice extremely soft.
I don't want to hear it.
Xuan Fengqian was about to break free from Leng Ye's grasp, but when his hand accidentally touched her neck, her body became somewhat aroused, as if she were yearning for his touch.
This strange feeling made her increasingly uneasy.
She instinctively stepped back, asking warily, "What exactly are you here for?"
Leng Ye glanced at Xuan Fengqian, whose cheeks were flushed, and also noticed that something was wrong with her.
However, not wanting to provoke her again, he quickly handed her the Nine-Section Demon Whip and said slowly, "You left the Nine-Section Demon Whip in the Nine Netherworld, so I thought I would personally return it to you."
Xuan Fengqian was already unwilling to accept this generous gift, and after Xuan Qianning's commotion, it was even less likely that he would accept his gift.
She said irritably, "I don't want this filthy thing. You can give it to whomever you want."
"Besides you, who else could I possibly give this to?"
Leng Ye strode forward and forcefully shoved the Nine-Section Demon Whip into her hand, patiently explaining to her, "A Qian, apart from you, I have truly never liked any other woman. To be honest, since I fell in love with you, I have never had any inappropriate behavior with any other woman."
"What does this have to do with me?"
Xuan Fengqian didn't care at all how many women Leng Ye had been with.
However, the thought of Leng Ye and Xuan Qian Ning being all lovey-dovey last night, and then making vows of eternal love in front of him today, still made him feel somewhat disgusted.
"Ah Qian, is there really no possibility for us?"
Leng Ye's voice trembled slightly, his ashen face revealing utter dejection.
He understood everything; if he continued to pester her like this, it would only cause her more trouble.
But he liked her so much that he couldn't bear to watch her leave with a smile.
He hated himself for realizing this so late, and hated himself for always treating her coldly when she needed his care the most.
It wasn't until he was about to lose her that he realized this time, it was truly too late.
Xuan Feng shook his head, speaking with remarkable rationality: "Leng Ye, do you know that we are not the same kind of people at all? What stands between us is not just endless misunderstandings, but also our completely opposite ideas."
"Could it be that you and Di Jun are the same kind of people? All these excuses boil down to one thing: you've never liked me from beginning to end, has that been true?"
"yes."
Xuanfeng answered firmly, leaving no room for negotiation.
"I understand."
Leng Ye was born proud, and even after being rejected by Xuan Fengqian, she wanted to leave her world with dignity.
But as he turned around, he could no longer control his completely collapsing emotions and suddenly pulled her into his arms.
"Cold Night, don't make me say it a second time, let go now."
Xuan Fengqian's body was burning hot, and at this moment, she was pushing him away with all her might while arching her body as if she wanted to stick tightly to him.
"If Di Jun dares to bully you, you must tell me. Don't be too strong-willed either; men don't like women who are too strong-willed. I'm not saying that being strong-willed is bad; I'm just worried that you'll be wronged."
"I understand. If there's nothing else, please leave."
Xuan Fengqian had already realized that she had been drugged, and at this moment she couldn't hear what Leng Ye was saying at all. She could only twist her thigh hard to stay awake.
"A-Qian..."
"Cold night, goodbye forever."
Xuan Fengqian abruptly pushed Leng Ye out of the room. Before he could close the door, two streams of bright red blood dripped from his nose.
"Ah Qian, did you accidentally ingest the aphrodisiac?"
Seeing that Xuan Fengqian's condition was not right, Leng Ye asked with concern.
"I'm fine, you can go now."
Xuan Fengqian felt restless and hot all over, as if she were on fire. She no longer cared whether Leng Ye had left Qingfeng Palace, and hurriedly pulled off her clothes and plunged into the bathtub.
Hearing the loud splashing water inside the house, Leng Ye dared not rush in, yet he couldn't just abandon her.
Her appearance clearly indicates that she has been drugged.
If it's a common aphrodisiac, soaking in cold water does work.
However, if someone has been drugged with a potent aphrodisiac like Hehuan San, simply soaking in cold water will be completely useless.
Knock knock knock—
About fifteen minutes later, Leng Ye knocked lightly on the door again and asked in a low voice, "A Qian, are you alright?"
At this moment, Xuan Fengqian's body temperature was still rising, and her skin began to bleed inexplicably.
What terrified her even more was that she could no longer see or hear anything.
Fearing that Xuan Fengqian might be in danger, Leng Ye disregarded everything else and rushed into her boudoir once again.
Seeing her weakly leaning against the bathtub, with two lines of bloody tears still hanging from her eyes, he dared to confirm that Xuan Fengqian had indeed been poisoned by the aphrodisiac.
"A-Qian, listen to me. If this continues, your life will be in danger. Don't move. I will neutralize the effects of this drug for you."
Leng Ye gently placed the weak Xuan Fengqian on the bed. He was about to take off his robes when he worried that she might regain consciousness and not be able to accept what was happening.
He thought to himself, "Since Xuan Fengqian has already decided to marry Di Jun, she shouldn't object to being intimate with him."
After much deliberation, he finally transformed himself into the likeness of Emperor Jun...
Half an hour later, the effects of the medicine on Xuan Fengqian's body gradually weakened, and her consciousness gradually returned.
"Di Jun?"
She suddenly opened her eyes, only to find Di Jun also on her bed, and her emotions nearly collapsed in an instant.
"You bastard, what are you doing?"
She tried her best to push him away, but somehow she couldn't muster any strength, and even her voice sounded weak and feeble.
"You've been drugged with aphrodisiac powder. If you don't get an antidote, you'll die."
Leng Ye could clearly see the fear, hurt, and despair in her eyes, but he didn't know how to comfort her.
He didn't understand why Xuan Fengqian would still be so resistant to Di Jun's touch even though she had already decided to marry him.
He knew that if Xuan Fengqian found out the truth, she would probably never forgive him in this lifetime.
"My business is none of your concern! Get out, get out!"
"Honey, everything will be alright once the effects of the medicine wear off."
Leng Ye gently kissed her forehead, his movements so tender they were completely unlike his usual self.
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