"I've been thinking that Qianqian and you have no marriage contract, so there's no promise, and therefore no question of betrayal. Besides, even though Ning'er isn't my child, she still has to call me Mother. That's why I mistakenly thought you and Ning'er had a quarrel, and came to Luhua Palace to confront you."
Ji Shuo sensed the mockery in Xuan Feng's words, and although he managed to maintain his composure on the surface, he was inwardly panicking and at a loss for what to do.
"Tian Guo really has a silver tongue; she's so eloquent." Xuan Fengqian's lips curled up slightly, forming a faint smile.
Ji Shuo's heart pounded like a drum, and his voice trembled slightly with extreme tension, "What does the Demon Lord mean by this?"
Xuan Feng glanced indifferently at Ji Shuo's tightly clasped hands, then suddenly leaned down and whispered in her ear, "You know what I mean."
Ji Shuo suddenly shivered, his dark eyes filled with unconcealed fear and panic.
"Why is the Empress so nervous?" Xuan Feng narrowed his long, narrow eyes, watching Ji Shuo's current predicament with a leisurely air.
"Demon Lord, you might as well say what you want to say."
Ji Shuo could no longer withstand Xuan Fengqian's particularly sharp gaze, and quietly turned his body to avoid her gaze.
Xuanfeng's shallow eyes flickered slightly. Taking advantage of Ji Shuo turning around, he went straight to the bedside and swiftly slipped a note into Bai Di's hand.
She thought to herself that the White Emperor had always been an exceptionally powerful being.
No matter when or where, it's impossible for someone to be so foolish as to be completely manipulated by a woman.
If she wasn't mistaken, the reason Bai Di pretended to faint was to lower Ji Shuo's guard and prevent him from killing Yuan Heng.
Seeing that Xuan Fengqian had already walked to the White Emperor's bedside, Ji Shuo was afraid that she would notice anything amiss, so he hurriedly stepped forward and tore off the curtain on the bed.
"The Empress's deep love for her husband is truly touching."
Ji Shuo's eyes were full of wariness as he asked in a deep voice, "What exactly do you want to do?"
"Since Xuan Fengqian dares to have secret affairs with other men behind my back, I will not let her off easily. Since she is so eager to mess around, I will grant her wish."
"The youngest child is still young, Demon Lord, please don't hold it against her."
Ji Shuo said this aloud, but secretly he was delighted.
Previously, because Fu Chen always protected Xuan Fengqian, Ji Shuo repeatedly tried to harm her, but all his attempts ended in failure.
Now that the Nine Nether Demon Lord intends to personally teach that wretched woman a lesson, it couldn't be better...
"Enough with the nonsense, move to the main hall immediately and personally oversee the execution." Xuan Fengqian deftly placed the Xuanyuan Demon Sword against Ji Shuo's neck, speaking each word clearly.
"Don't push your luck."
Ji Shuo couldn't wait to fly to the main hall to witness Xuan Fengqian's miserable end.
However, she didn't want her true identity to be discovered yet, so she put on a displeased expression.
Xuan Fengqian was too lazy to waste words with her and threatened her sternly: "Your precious daughter is of bad character, and you are probably the one who taught her. If it weren't for Ning'er's sake, I would have punished you as well."
Upon hearing this, Ji Shuo immediately fell silent and dared not say another word.
"Let's go to the main hall."
Seeing how afraid Ji Shuo was of him, Xuan Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
You must understand that although she has taken over Leng Ye's body, she is not Leng Ye after all.
If they were to fight, she would be no match for Ji Shuo.
After Xuan Fengqian brought Ji Shuo to the main hall of Luhua Palace, she used the Immortal Binding Rope she had prepared in advance to tie Ji Shuo tightly to the sandalwood chair behind the carved screen.
Ji Shuo frowned and subconsciously took several steps back. "Demon Lord, what exactly do you want to do?"
"I simply want to invite you to a good show, that's all."
Xuan Fengqian forced himself to remain calm, then abruptly pressed her down onto the chair and swiftly bound her tightly to it with the Immortal Binding Rope.
Ji Shuo instinctively wanted to resist.
The problem is, if she escapes her constraints and something happens to Xuan Fengqian, the immortals will definitely question her about why she didn't save him.
Only by being bound to this chair will the immortals not suspect anything.
Furthermore, in case of danger, she could temporarily leave Yuan Heng's body to protect herself.
With this thought in mind, Ji Shuo calmed down and even allowed Xuan Fengqian to gag her with a silk cloth.
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At that moment, Leng Ye was staring at the bottle of aphrodisiac powder in his hand, feeling particularly frustrated and unsure of what to do.
He dared not delay for a moment the task Xuan Fengqian had given him.
However, now that he has a different body, he has no chance of winning if he were to actually fight Fuchen.
This means that he cannot force Fuchen to take the Hehuan Powder using forceful methods.
Since we can't use force, we'll have to use a softer approach...
After careful consideration, Leng Ye, with the determination of a hero lamenting his loss, slipped into Fuchen Residence.
Knock knock knock—
Leng Ye knocked on Fu Chen's door and said coldly, "Are you there?"
"Princess?"
Upon hearing the sound, Fu Chen, who was rummaging through drawers and cabinets searching for Wuyan's whereabouts, shuddered and a look of doubt suddenly appeared on his face.
Why is Xuan Fengqian looking for him at this time?
Fu Chen vaguely remembered that whenever she was feeling down, she would hide alone in the closet to calm herself down.
But this time, Xuan Fengqian took the initiative to approach him.
Could it be that Wuya betrayed Xuanfeng Qian?
Thinking of this, alarm bells rang loudly in Fuchen's heart.
However, he still opened the door calmly, "Princess, what brings you here?"
Leng Ye did not answer, but went into the house, looking desolate and disappointed.
Seeing this, Fu Chen said with concern, "What's on your mind, Princess? Why don't you tell me?"
"Have a couple of drinks with me."
Leng Ye silently picked up the wine pot from the table and poured himself a cup of wine.
Fu Chen's cool hand gently covered Leng Ye's hand, and he said in a deep voice, "Princess, drinking is bad for your health."
Leng Ye frowned, disgustedly shaking off Fu Chen's hand. "Don't touch me!"
"Feel sorry."
Fu Chen reluctantly withdrew his hand.
Leng Ye looked utterly dejected, wishing he could flee Fuchen Residence on the spot.
But when he thought of Xuan Fengqian's instructions, he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
After a moment of hesitation, Leng Ye suppressed the nausea in his heart and said softly, "Fu Chen, I'm so sad. I don't know why, but everyone sees me as a thorn in their side."
"Princess, would you be willing to elope with me?"
Fu Chen asked him with particular seriousness.
At that moment, he did consider giving up the idea of revenge.
"What did you say?"
Leng Ye raised an eyebrow and asked him in a deep voice.
Just as Fu Chen was about to speak, he inadvertently caught sight of Wuya in Leng Ye's sleeve. He changed his tone and said, "What I mean is, if the Princess is in a bad mood, I can accompany you for a walk."
"How can I possibly walk in this condition?"
Leng Ye followed his gaze and caught sight of Wuya peeking out from under his sleeve, so he simply tossed it onto the table.
"Gah!"
Wuya glanced timidly at Fuchen, who was all smiles, and hurriedly burrowed into Lengye's sleeve.
Fu Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he asked Leng Ye seemingly casually, "Why is the Nine Nether Demon Lord's beloved pet always bothering you?"
“Last night, I don’t know what happened, but Wuya suffered a severe head injury. The immortal doctor examined it and said that the missing part of its memory could never be recovered. Seeing that it had a similarly unfortunate fate as me, I kept it by my side and took good care of it.”
Fu Chen clearly didn't believe his story and tentatively asked, "Do you know who seriously injured it?"
Leng Ye shook his head, casually brushing it off, "How could I have the mind to care about these things?"
"Princess, let bygones be bygones."
Seeing Leng Ye's utterly dejected expression, Fu Chen completely dispelled his doubts.
Leng Ye felt a chill run down his spine from his gaze and no longer wanted to linger in Fuchen Residence. He suddenly pulled out the still-warm Immortal Fruit from his sleeve and carefully handed it to Fuchen.
"This is?"
Fu Chen glanced at the celestial fruit in front of him that had been bitten, but did not reach out to take it.
If you were bitten, would you still eat it?
Leng Ye raised his eyes and looked directly at Fu Chen, his words filled with an indescribable sorrow.
"What's wrong with that? I'll eat it."
Fu Chen mistakenly thought that Xuan Fengqian was testing his loyalty to her, so she hurriedly took the fairy fruit and took several bites of it from the bitten spot.
He thought to himself that Xuanfeng Qian must be holding a grudge about the loss of his chastity, which was why he wanted to use this method to test him.
He didn't want to hurt Xuan Fengqian's feelings, so he had no choice but to cooperate as best he could.
Leng Ye cursed "lecher" in his heart, but a hint of joy appeared on his face. "In that case, you will come with me to the Dew Flower Palace."
What are you doing?
Fu Chen asked, puzzled.
Leng Ye said solemnly, "Rather than marrying that heinous demon Leng Ye, or that hypocrite Di Jun, I'd rather marry someone I like. If you're willing to marry me, go to Lu Hua Palace and explain things to Father and Mother. If you're not willing, that's fine too. I'll wait for you for half an hour."
"Can..."
Fu Chen never imagined that Xuan Fengqian would take the initiative to propose to him.
For a moment, he was in a state of utter confusion and didn't know how to reply.
Looking at his dumbfounded appearance, Leng Ye suddenly felt a sense of disdain. "I'll go back to Qingfeng Palace to change my clothes first. I'll meet you at Luhua Palace in half an hour."
"Princess, are you really..."
Fu Chen always felt that all of this was like a dream, and everything about it felt unreal.
Just as I was about to ask a few questions, Leng Ye had already vanished without a trace.
Fu Chen stared blankly at the wide-open door, his heart filled with conflicting emotions.
Deep down, he naturally wanted to marry her.
However, this would inevitably disrupt his plans completely.
Once the crucial moment of Leng Ye's Heavenly Tribulation is missed, dealing with Leng Ye will be nothing short of a pipe dream.
However, if Xuan Fengqian's suggestion is rejected outright, it will be even more difficult to use her to deliver a fatal blow to Leng Ye in the future.
After pondering for a full quarter of an hour, Fu Chen finally made up his mind, stood up abruptly, and strode towards the Lu Hua Palace.
His willingness to go to the appointment does not mean that he has truly given up on revenge.
Fu Chen simply felt that Leng Ye, who had spent her time with Xuan Feng and Qian Chunfeng, would definitely not let her marry another man.
Therefore, even if he were willing to marry Xuan Fengqian, Leng Ye would not let him go so easily.
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