If Yu Ying were still alive, she would recognize the person in front of her at a glance.
Because this woman was none other than Yu Mei, the little apprentice whom Yu Ying had carefully raised.
Ning Yuancheng slightly raised his hand and gently beckoned Yu Mei to come closer.
His eyes revealed an irresistible majesty, as if a high and mighty monarch were summoning his subjects.
That gaze was like an invisible shackle, tightly binding Yu Mei's movements.
Although Yu Mei felt disgust and fear towards Ning Yuancheng, this emotion spread through her heart like a venomous snake.
Despite the immense pressure, she suppressed her reluctance and moved with light, graceful steps.
Like a startled fawn, she cautiously walked to Ning Yuancheng's side.
Her steps were light and slow, each step seemingly requiring all her strength, revealing her inner struggle and pain in these subtle movements.
Then, she pretended to be obedient and snuggled up to Ning Yuancheng, but a faint, barely perceptible resentment flashed in her lowered eyes.
This trace of resentment, like a flickering spark in the darkness, though faint, contains an endless will to resist.
It seemed to be silently telling of the pain and resentment deep in her heart, like a low, mournful song quietly playing in the silent air.
A smug smile appeared on Ning Yuancheng's face, a smile as cunning as a crescent moon in the night sky, revealing a hint of coldness and calculation.
He slowly raised his hand, the movement seemingly gentle, yet it seemed to carry an invisible pressure, and landed on Yu Mei's head, beginning to gently stroke it.
His fingers ran through her hair as if he were handling a delicate object.
His eyes were filled with a condescending scrutiny, as if Yu Mei were merely a puppet he could manipulate at will, completely under his control.
Behind this seemingly intimate yet deeply meaningful gesture lies his extremely chaotic thoughts, stemming from the rescue of the person in the secret room of Linglong Pavilion.
Like the first light of dawn breaking through the chaos, it slowly became clear.
Yu Mei, this woman who is like a meticulously crafted chess piece, is the key figure he painstakingly and carefully placed by his side in the Crown Prince's fold.
Looking back, if it weren't for Yu Mei's skillful maneuvering and secret assistance, how could he have so smoothly completed that perilous act of usurping someone else's place?
How did he so brazenly transform himself into the seemingly noble Ning Yuancheng he is today?
I still remember that year, that long-planned coup that consumed all his efforts.
In his original plan, everything would proceed smoothly towards success, and victory seemed within reach.
However, fate often likes to play tricks on people, and things did not go as he wished.
In that power struggle, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and ultimately, all efforts were in vain, and all hopes shattered like bubbles in an instant.
He was like a stray dog chased to the brink of despair by a hunter.
Amidst the shouts and scorn of the crowd, he fled in a disheveled and panicked manner to the deep mountain that had once held countless hours of his cultivation.
That deep mountain was eerily quiet, and its secluded valleys seemed to have countless gaping maws, ready to devour everything in the world.
The dense forest blocked out the sun, and sunlight could only filter through the layers of branches and leaves, casting dappled light and shadow, like a shattered dream.
The mountains are filled with a mysterious and ancient atmosphere, as if time has slowed down here.
In this secluded mountain, he huddled alone in a dark corner, exhausted in body and mind, each wound seeming like a cruel mockery of fate.
In the quiet night, it silently recounts the humiliation and pain of defeat.
But he did not succumb to despair; the burning desire for power within him, like suppressed magma, raged fiercely in his heart.
Filled with resentment and obsession, he immersed himself day and night in the study of Taoist arts.
He worked tirelessly, exploring the mysterious and unpredictable realm of power with great eagerness, attempting to find a breakthrough in this unknown world.
Unleash your power like a volcanic eruption, reach new heights, and accumulate enough resources for a future comeback.
With his tenacious perseverance and tireless efforts, he finally recovered from his injuries and made a qualitative leap in his Taoist skills.
As if reborn and possessing even greater power, he once again stepped into the bustling and noisy capital city, which was also fraught with countless dangers.
At that time, he was filled with the fervent hope of regaining the pinnacle of power, like a hungry vulture eagerly seeking a suitable body.
They hoped to reopen the path to supreme power by changing their identity.
However, fate always seemed to like setting up obstacles for him.
The cunning and all-knowing Void had somehow already set up a powerful array.
This formation was like an indestructible, invisible barrier, radiating an awe-inspiring light and permeated with mysterious and powerful energy fluctuations, tightly binding his ambition and desires.
Under the cover of this formation, he was like a beast trapped in a cage. Every attempt he made to attack those in high positions of power was like throwing an egg against a rock.
They crashed into that seemingly invisible yet indestructible wall, their heads bleeding profusely, and returned empty-handed.
Ning Chenyu, who was originally chosen as a backup, was found first by that dog emperor's men and rescued safely.
His meticulously planned and well-trained subordinates were easily dispersed like ants in the face of that powerful force, and ultimately failed to capture Ning Chenyu.
All plans vanished in an instant, like a beautiful but illusory dream shattered by the impact of reality.
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