"Your Highness, Fu Rong's words were purely unintentional. Please forgive him." Wang Zebang immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.
Wang Zebang and Wei Yao were both shocked by Fu Rong's unusual behavior today. He was usually the most perceptive person, but today he spoke recklessly and without restraint, as if he had become a completely different person.
“Yes, Fu Rong must have been driven to desperation by the Madam and was in agony when he spoke nonsense. He is, after all, Your Highness’s cousin and the late Madam’s only nephew. Please forgive him this time, Your Highness.”
Unlike Wang Zebang, Wei Yao was not as sincere. He and Fu Rong were like enemies, always bickering whenever they met. In addition, Fu Rong often used tricks and schemes to occupy the most important position next to the general, which was really annoying.
However, it is undeniable that although they had disagreements and frictions over trivial matters, they also developed a deep revolutionary friendship over the years.
Although Zheng Quchi was being choked, and the person in front of her exuded an evil aura that seemed to devour life, as if he could take her life at any moment, she still kept her ears perked up at the crucial moment, making sure not to miss anyone's conversation.
cousin?
nephew?
Fu Rong and Yuan Xingzhou were completely unrelated, so how did they become cousins? Ironically, today, while she was keeping vigil at the mourning hall, people from the Fu family came, and Chang Yue introduced her to a marriage alliance, saying that the Fu family was the old lady's maternal family…
The Fu family, Fu Rong, the old lady, nephew, cousins...
Doesn't that connect all the clues?
She was now 100% certain of one thing: the bastard in front of her was not Yuan Xingzhou at all; he was Yuwen Sheng in disguise!
Realizing this, it was as if a surge of strong blood rushed to the top of her head. Her face turned as red as a tomato, and anger overwhelmed her. Without thinking, she suddenly raised her head and rammed it into the front, intending to fight him to the death.
Bang! Zheng Quchi didn't know how badly the enemy was injured after the collision, but she was in so much pain that her head was spinning and she was seeing stars.
On the contrary, Yuan Xingzhou's head was as hard as a diamond. He was only slightly knocked back by the sudden impact, and unconsciously loosened his grip and touched his forehead.
Wang Zebang and Wei Yao gasped in shock: "..." Has Fu Rong gone mad?
Yuan Xingzhou's slightly widened eyes were fixed on "Fu Rong's" face, a trace of doubt, surprise and coldness flashing through his eyes, but the next second, when he met her bright eyes that were glaring at him fiercely, he was suddenly shocked.
Finally, her mind returned to normal, her vision became focused, and she burst out cursing: "What kind of lousy habit is it to choke someone all the time?"
I've seen people who are moody and unpredictable, but I've never seen anyone like him who needs to draw blood to fuel his emotions. His emotional control is so poor, isn't he just plain sick?
A swift and unrestrained rant left the room in a deathly silence.
For a moment, no one spoke. Everyone was immersed in the strange, illogical silence, forgetting what they wanted to say.
In the deathly silence, Zheng Quchi's mind gradually cleared. When he belatedly realized what he had done, his face turned pale and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Damn it, she seemed to have forgotten... Yuwen Sheng was not only sick but also a pervert. She was now acting under Fu Rong's identity. In other people's eyes, she had not only hurt him but also insulted him. This was more than just insubordination; it was downright audacious!
She reacted quickly, and to save the dog's life, she was about to admit defeat and beg for mercy: "I..."
Unexpectedly, Yuan Xingzhou loosened his grip on her first. He pushed her away, his breathing noticeably uneven, like a tightly wound spring, clearly suppressing something. The veins on his forehead bulged, and the skin on his neck began to change noticeably, from pale white to purplish-red, as conspicuous as a flaw on a white jade.
He quickly turned around, and it was clear that he was in great pain but trying his best to control himself. Zheng Quchi didn't understand what was wrong with him. In short, he didn't seem normal. He didn't know if he was having a fit of madness or if he was feeling unwell.
Wang Zebang and Wei Yao were the ones who reacted, but instead of rushing forward, they reflexively took several steps back with tense and cautious expressions, looking as if Yuan Xingzhou might transform into a huge and ferocious monster at any moment.
Upon seeing this, Zheng Quchi's heart pounded with anxiety.
Hey, this sudden display of power is making her a little scared.
The fear of the unknown is simply too torturous! What on earth is going on?!
Zheng Quchi thought to himself, if they retreat, I have to retreat too, otherwise wouldn't I seem like a big loner?
She was taking small steps back when she suddenly heard a voice from ahead: "Just now... I didn't hurt you, did I?"
Zheng Quchi froze, then looked like he'd seen a ghost. He was clearly shocked by the sudden change in his attitude. One second he wanted to kill someone, the next he was concerned about someone. No one would believe he was mentally sound.
She blurted out, "So what if I'm hurt?"
After thinking for a moment, he said, "I can make it up to you."
"How can we make amends?"
Yuan Xingzhou turned around, and the strange, mottled purplish-red markings on his neck had faded, but he looked slightly tired and listless, and the broken blood vessels in his eyes were still visible. He said softly, "Whatever you want, I will give you."
Wei Yao and Wang Zebang stared at Yuan Xingzhou in astonishment, finding it hard to believe that he had managed to pull himself back from the madness and derangement caused by the Phoenix Tears without resorting to a bloodbath. This was unprecedented. How did His Highness manage to do it?
Recently, His Highness has been trying to suppress the ferocity brought about by the Gu poison in his bloodline. In addition, the Madam is pressing him step by step, and the situation is getting out of control. This has made his mental state increasingly unstable, and he could explode at any moment if a trigger is set.
They were concerned about His Highness's feelings and worried that Phoenix Tears would completely turn him into a bloodthirsty monster. That's why they were always careful and tried their best not to do anything that would anger him, even if it would cause resentment and estrangement between them and the Lady.
Unexpectedly, His Highness was almost driven to cruelty by Phoenix Tears because of Fu Rong's words, but was forcibly suppressed by Fu Rong's offensive action... When did Fu Rong become so influential to His Highness?
This is strange, unbelievable... Or perhaps they guessed wrong, and all of this had nothing to do with Fu Rong at all; he just happened to stumble upon this particular moment.
However, the more they listened to the conversation between His Highness and Fu Rong, the more they felt something was off and abnormal.
When has Your Highness ever used such a tone, which can almost be called "gentle," when dealing with Rong?
When did Fu Rong learn to climb the social ladder, completely losing his usual humility and self-discipline in front of the prince?
When Zheng Quchi heard Yuan Xingzhou's extravagant promise—that he would give her anything she wanted—she was indeed tempted. But then she thought that all gifts came with a hidden price, and it was better not to be too greedy.
After some internal thought, she said, "I only have one question for you now. Can you answer me honestly?"
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