Qingfeng Palace
As soon as Xuan Fengqian returned to the house, she threw the large cloak she was wearing aside.
"Princess, you're finally back!"
Qi Yuan glanced at the large cloak that Xuan Fengqian had casually tossed on the ground and asked her with concern, "Princess, why is this cloak covered in blood? Are you injured?"
"Don't worry, it's not my blood."
"Then... what should we do with this cloak?"
"I threw it away."
Xuan Fengqian slowly sat down in front of the dressing table, concentrating intently on the relationship between the power of the gods and the fallen demons.
Based on the current situation, the Fallen Demon is definitely not the mastermind behind the manipulation of the gods' power.
He was merely acting on the orders of the mastermind behind the scenes, handing over the so-called "power of the gods" to her.
As for why the mastermind behind the scenes has been slow to show up, Xuan Fengqian secretly thought that this person might have been lurking by her side all along.
It was precisely because he was so familiar with the place that he was reluctant to show himself.
Furthermore, since she always foresaw disasters in her dreams, she always felt that all of this was inextricably linked to Fu Chen.
However, she still couldn't understand what Fuchen's purpose was in doing this.
Xuan Fengqian was troubled and confused. She slowly closed her eyes and focused on recalling the disasters she had foreseen in her recent dreams.
The first dream takes place in the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Palace.
In the cold night of his dream, he was overcome by lust and violated her despite her resistance. Not only that, but when he discovered that his body was stained with her virgin blood, he also had her thrown into a den of wolves in a fit of madness.
But in fact, Leng Ye did not do that.
He did indeed abduct her to the Soul Devouring Palace, but instead of humiliating her, he beat her up.
He struck hard, but not to the point of killing her; he clearly held back.
In the second dream, she foresaw that Leng Ye would see through her lies and be furious.
To avoid disaster, she destroyed her virginity.
That is why she had no way of knowing whether Leng Ye would be as furious as he was in her dream if he learned the truth.
The third dream took place in the Nine Netherworld Reincarnation Palace.
In the cold night of his dream, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he slew all five emperors with his blade.
In reality, Leng Ye wasn't as ruthless as he appeared in the dream. Not only did he not go on a killing spree, but he also allowed the White Emperor to take her back to the Immortal Realm.
In the fourth dream, she foresaw Leng Ye frantically whipping Lanling Xingjun in Qingfeng Palace.
This time, although her foresight was true, the dream was inevitably suspected of misleading her.
It was because of this dream that she mistook Leng Ye for the murderer in these ten cases.
Therefore, it seems that the mastermind behind the manipulation of the gods' power simply wanted to sow discord between her and Leng Ye.
However, she and Leng Ye were already irreconcilable enemies, was it necessary to create another obstacle?
Or perhaps there are other hidden stories behind this?
Xuan Fengqian opened her eyes and stared blankly at her own furrowed brows in the mirror, unsure of what to do.
She always felt that she was missing a large part of her memory, which made it impossible for her to tell who to believe.
"Princess, the hairpin in your hair is really beautiful."
Qi Yuan, who was untying Xuan Fengqian's hair, noticed the exquisite purple jade hairpin on her head and teased with a smile, "Your Highness's luck with men is truly remarkable. Which immortal gentleman gifted you this?"
Xuan Fengqian glanced absentmindedly at the purple jade hairpin that Qi Yuan had handed to her. "Didn't you put this on for me?"
"Absolutely impossible."
Qi Yuan said firmly, "I have never seen this hairpin before."
"Is that so?"
Xuan Fengqian snapped out of her reverie and stared intently at the bold and unrestrained four characters "Destined for Three Lifetimes" on the hairpin. She thought for a long time but still couldn't remember who had given it to her. "Never mind. It's just a hairpin anyway. Who cares who gave it to me?"
"In my humble opinion, it must have been secretly given to the princess by some shy and timid immortal."
"From now on, don't refer to yourself as a servant. You're just working in Qingfeng Palace, earning your due immortal power through your own labor. You finally ascended to immortality with great difficulty, don't you feel wronged to call yourself a servant?"
"Are you really a princess?"
Qi Yuan always felt that Xuan Fengqian had become very different after returning from Jiuyou.
He became more composed, but also more sincere towards others.
Most importantly, she always says things that contradict the rules and regulations of the immortals.
"When falsehood is taken for truth, even truth becomes falsehood."
As Qi Yuan left the inner room, Xuan Fengqian gave a nonchalant reply.
She gently rubbed her throbbing head, about to get into bed to rest, when a sudden thought struck her, and she began to ponder the phrase she had blurted out: "When falsehood is taken for truth, even truth becomes falsehood."
Perhaps she could pretend to have unwavering faith in the power of the gods, lie in wait in the shadows, and see what the mastermind behind it all is up to.
Thinking of this, Xuan Fengqian suddenly understood. He gently stroked the back of his round head and muttered softly, "I'm so great!"
"..."
As soon as Di Jun entered the room, he saw Xuan Fengqian praising herself in a daze, and he chuckled, "You little brat, can I see just how amazing you are?"
"What are you doing here?" Xuan Fengqian awkwardly withdrew her hand and said irritably.
"Didn't we agree this morning that we'd meet at the Jade Pool tonight? I've been waiting for you by the Jade Pool for most of the night, but I haven't seen you. I was a little worried, so I came to check on you myself."
"I had completely forgotten about that."
Xuan Fengqian murmured softly, then handed the Dingfeng hairpin from the dressing case to Di Jun, saying, "I cannot accept this Dingfeng hairpin."
Emperor Jun replied, "How can I take back what I have given away?"
"You're not going to take it, are you? If you're not going to take it, I'll just throw it away."
"You brat, don't be in such a hurry to throw her away." Di Jun said solemnly, "It's all over the place that you have an exceptionally strong destiny. Before you're even married, you've already caused the deaths of ten celestial men who were supposed to be your matchmakers. Right now, if you're not willing to marry Leng Ye, then only I dare to marry you."
Xuanfeng raised a slight eyebrow, looking at him with a hint of confusion, "Aren't you afraid of being cursed to death by me?"
With a roguish grin, Di Jun picked up a lock of her dark hair and said, half seriously and half jokingly, "To die under the peony is to be a romantic ghost."
"go out."
Xuanfeng glanced at the increasingly greasy Dijun and coldly ordered him to leave.
Di Jun touched his nose, a sudden sense of defeat rising in his heart.
Is he really that incompetent?
Di Jun, refusing to believe it, pulled open his collar, revealing his muscular chest, and raised an eyebrow with what he thought was extraordinary handsomeness, saying in a pretentious tone, "I will teach you swordsmanship, will you learn or not?"
"..."
Unable to bear it any longer, Xuanfeng conjured a needle and used a little magic to sew his collar shut.
"You brat, are you worried I'll catch a cold?"
"I just find it a bit cringeworthy." Xuan Fengqian was too lazy to deal with Di Jun, so she dragged him out of the house.
Di Jun clung tightly to the door, refusing to let go. "Do you know that only by marrying me can you completely escape Leng Ye? If you agree to the marriage, I can sign a contract with you immediately. After the marriage, I will not touch you, nor will I interfere with your life. You can do whatever you want."
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