Shi Lan propped her increasingly heavy head up with her elbow and looked at her with hazy eyes, "What did you say? I don't understand."
Pan Jinyue gently stroked her face and said, "Look at this face, it's like it was carved from the same mold as Pan Qinghong." She reached out and gently pinched Shi Lan's chin, saying, "How come I didn't think of that?"
Shi Lan struggled, trying to break free from her control.
Pan Jinyue tightened her fingers, holding her head in place so she couldn't struggle.
He scrutinized her for a while before saying bitterly, "So she was kidnapped. No wonder I've been searching for so many years and haven't found anyone named Shi Lan."
Shi Lan looked at her in surprise.
Pan Jinyue's face was full of ruthlessness, cold and vicious, with a hint of deep-seated hatred between her brows and eyes. Was this still the same Pan Jinyue who was arrogant and domineering but not too scheming?
Shi Lan realized that she had been too presumptuous and had fallen for her trick so easily.
Wait, what did she say her surname was? Shi?
Shi Lan couldn't help but recall the thoughts that had crossed her mind when she first arrived in Dayu. At that time, she thought it was ridiculous, but she never expected that things would actually turn out so coincidentally.
Pan Jinyue saw her eyes widen and laughed happily again, "It's pitiful that you, the dignified princess of Dayu, are out there eating dust and drinking the wind with a nun, while your own mother is here living a life of luxury and happiness."
Hearing her words, Shi Lan was both enlightened and confused. Wasn't it said that the Imperial Concubine gave birth to a boy? How come it turned out to be her in the blink of an eye?
Shi Lan was puzzled, but she knew that Pan Jinyue, who had always been at odds with her and hated her even more than before, would definitely not give her an answer. So she simply kept her composure and prepared to react to whatever came her way.
Pan Jinyue smiled for a while, seemingly satisfied, and said, "Now I can rest assured." As she spoke, her eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a faint green light emerged from between her brows.
Shi Lan was somewhat surprised, but a thunderous voice suddenly resounded in her mind, "Activate the Chaos Technique, activate the Soul-Destroying Nails, and attack her."
Before she finished speaking, a small black nail appeared in her mind.
Shi Lan hesitated for a moment, but still did as instructed.
The golden orb in his mind, like a sticky glue coating the nail, shot out like lightning, aligning perfectly with the emerald ribbon released by Pan Jinyue.
With a soft hiss, the ribbon, like frost encountering heat, melted away in an instant.
Pan Jinyue never expected that Shi Lan would have such a weapon. The injury to her soul made her scream in agony. She staggered back two steps and barely managed to stand up. She stared at the somewhat bewildered Shi Lan for a moment, then suddenly ran outside.
Although she didn't know where she was going, since she already knew her identity, Shi Lan subconsciously felt that she couldn't let her go out, so she quickly manipulated the golden ball to chase after Pan Jinyue.
Pan Jinyue seemed to be seriously injured; she ran a few steps with unsteady steps and her body was still swaying.
The ball of light moved with lightning speed, and Pan Jinyue was not quick to react. Suddenly, she grabbed Chun Ya, who was trembling and huddled by the door, and used her as a shield. After a soft sneer, Chun Ya clutched her chest and fell to the ground. The ball paused for a moment, then continued to fly towards Pan Jinyue.
Pan Jinyue hadn't expected Chun Ya to be able to stop it; she had only done that to buy some time.
Seeing that Pan Jinyue was about to step over the threshold, Shi Lan was sweating with anxiety. She wanted to stop her but had no strength left. Helpless, she could only grit her teeth and try her best to control the golden ball to hit Pan Jinyue.
Pan Jinyue seemed to know the power of the nail, but because her soul was trapped inside her body, she could not move quickly. Helpless, she could only silently recite the incantation.
Suddenly, a hazy shadow appeared out of her body, as if trying to detach itself.
The golden ball seemed to sense her intention, accelerating in an instant, passing through her body while striking the shadow heavily.
The shadow let out a silent roar, turned around and glared fiercely at Shi Lan, then transformed into a bolt of lightning and quickly disappeared into the horizon.
Shi Lan slumped back in her chair, manipulating the golden ball to return. Looking at the still crystal-clear golden ball, Shi Lan hesitated. After all, it was stained with the blood of two people. Shouldn't it be washed before putting it into her brain?
Suddenly, Haoze's stern voice echoed in his mind: "What time is it? Stop thinking about this and that. When you come back..."
Shi Lan was still pondering whether she should go to the Imperial Concubine to ask about the original owner's background when Haoze's words and the sudden floating of his soul startled her. She quickly said, "Haoze, wait a moment. I still have things to do and can't leave now."
Haoze was silent for a moment, then asked her, "How long will it take you?"
Shi Lanmo calculated for a moment and said, "If all goes well, it will take three hours."
This time, Haoze did not answer, but Shi Lan could feel her soul returning to her body, which relieved her.
As her strength gradually returned, Shi Lan dragged Chun Ya and Pan Jin Yue back into the hall. After catching her breath, she closed the door.
Then, he carefully slipped along the wall to Feiling Pavilion, where Consort Wu lived.
Consort Wu was taking a rest, exhausted from serving the Emperor the night before. The palace maids were lazily resting in the porch and small kitchen. Shi Lan seized the opportunity to slip over the flower wall and, taking advantage of everyone's inattention, slipped through the half-open gauze window, knocked Consort Wu unconscious, pulled out a strand of her hair, and disappeared in a flash.
It took Shi Lan about half an incense stick's time to leave and return to Shunkang Palace. During this time, the palace maids who had been sent away by Pan Jinyue only glanced at her from afar. Seeing that there was no movement inside, they looked at each other and retreated again.
Shi Lan stood quietly in the main hall, turned her gaze to Pan Jinyue, whom she had placed on a chair, smiled slightly, lifted her skirt, and danced gracefully in the spacious hall.
After an incense stick had burned, a soft knocking sound came from behind the door. Shi Lan opened the door and let in Wu Cai Ren, who looked dazed and lost in thought. Then she dismissed the palace maids following behind her and closed the door again.
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