Blood spread out, staining the palace maid's eyes red. Excitedly, she brandished the dagger, ignoring the little fox's struggles and screams, slowly slicing open the white fox's heart, tearing that warm heart to shreds.
Great! After poisoning me for so long, I've finally succeeded.
As long as the demon core is found, the Empress will surely reward her, and may even recommend her to the Emperor to become a concubine.
They could live a peaceful life in the palace, receiving their monthly stipends and enjoying endless wealth and luxury for their entire lives.
As for the fox, it was just an animal. Its death helped her and the Empress live out their remaining years in peace, so it was a worthwhile death.
The palace maid was under an illusion spell and didn't notice that the little spirit beast under her command was no longer a white fox.
The dagger was so sharp it seemed to shred her heart, yet she still couldn't find the demon core. The palace maid grew increasingly frustrated.
Just as he was about to curse, a dignified female voice rang out from behind him.
"Zitong, what are you doing?"
Is that... Her Majesty the Empress's voice?
Zitong turned around and saw the woman dressed in gorgeous clothes.
The Empress was not particularly pleased; she simply stared at the bloody mess on the bed, her face filled with terror.
"Your Majesty, the fox's demon core is not in its heart, this servant is..." The voice stopped abruptly.
Because Zitong saw the white fox standing on the table, calmly grooming its tail.
The little white fox was lying on the mahogany table, its tail piled up in front of it, using it as a pillow, leaning back leisurely.
His eyes held amusement, revealing an innate nobility, as if he were admiring her as she went mad and killed spirit beasts.
This is... a white fox...
What did she kill?
Zi Tong's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly turned to look at the little thing lying in a pool of blood on the bed.
This isn't a white fox, it's clearly... a Zhu Yan!
It is a white-furred, barefoot little monkey, a spirit pet that the Empress has kept by her side for seven or eight years!
How...the wrong person was killed?
Zi Tong's heart skipped a beat, as if she had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar, her very soul trembling with cold. "Mother... Your Majesty, this servant doesn't know, how could Zhu Yan..."
"Get out of my way!" The Empress had completely forgotten her dignity and rushed forward like a madwoman, slapping Zi Tong across the face before hurriedly looking at Zhu Yan on the bed.
This is a little monster that Zhu Lang gave her, telling her to take good care of it, as it will be of great use.
Over the years, she had also prayed to Zhu Yan, using this little monkey to kill many concubines vying for favor, and even her own sister, thus securing her position as empress!
Now that she's dead, Zhu Lang, who cherishes this little demon beast so much, won't let her go, he won't let her go!
"Oh." Si Jin maintained a spectator's posture, opened her eyes, and slightly twitched her tail. Even without being in human form, she was naturally alluring.
"So you call your monster lover Zhu Lang? Then I know who I should kill."
The Empress then snapped out of her daze and looked at Si Jin on the table.
Damn it! How come this little beast isn't dead even though it can't maintain its human form?
"What are you still standing there for?" The Empress shoved Zitong hard. "Quickly dig out its demon core!"
Zhu Yan is gone. At least we need to get the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon Pill first, otherwise this trip will be a complete waste, a loss of both wife and army.
Zi Tong suddenly came to her senses, raised her knife and stabbed at Si Jin, *thud*—
Another stab, aimed at the little fox's heart.
Zhu Yan is dead. Zi Tong harbors hatred for Si Jin and deliberately uses extra force to pierce through the table and cut off the fox's head.
This time, the little beast can finally die, right? She can get the demon core now!
Zitong laughed heartily, but after a short while, she heard the fox's whimpering again.
She turned her head in disbelief and saw the little fox jump onto Shao Linyuan, who had rushed over from outside.
The fox's little paws tugged at his official robes, whimpering and complaining. Its fox ears drooped low, as if it had suffered a great injustice.
They ran away again?
Then what was she stabbing just now?
Zitong turned around abruptly and saw on the table that she had cut off her own hand.
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