Cheng Shuang breathed a slight sigh of relief; she had succeeded.
She didn't relax. She quickly marked the spots, slowly crawled out, and counted the seconds, silently calculating the time it would take for the apple to hit the object. When she felt it was about right, she reached out and groped around.
He reached the doorway, then stepped out and went outside.
Outside the door, it was as if another world had opened up, and everything was brightly lit.
The house is still the same house, and the stairs are still the same stairs.
The apple that rolled down the stairs was picked up by a cleaning guard. He looked up and saw Cheng Shuang. Confused, he asked, "Miss Shuang, is your game over?"
Cheng Shuang's lips twitched. She didn't really want to ask what kind of game the guards thought she was playing.
"Where is the commander?" She was now more concerned about the safety of Commander Long.
The three people inside are currently out of danger. The maid clearly wants the demon baby to be born safely; otherwise, she wouldn't have trapped them in the dark illusion, but would have killed them directly while Lin Zhengying was away. So, the most urgent task is to find Commander Long.
Speak of the devil and he appears.
"Shuangshuang, you were looking for me?" Commander Long appeared out of nowhere, glancing into Nianying's room as he walked, then asked the guard wiping the table, "What are they doing?"
The guards stood up and replied, "We don't know. They've been touching her all this time. They might be playing some kind of game." As they spoke, the two guards glanced furtively at the little girl.
Cheng Shuang rubbed her forehead.
Why should she, at such a young age, have to endure such cruel speculation?
"Little sister, why aren't you playing with them?" Although the general found the people in the house too boring, he was a little unhappy to see his sister all alone.
Cheng Shuang shook her head and asked in return, "Big brother, how did you feel after drinking the antidote?"
"No problems, no worries," Long Dashuai said cheerfully, even jumping up and down a couple of times on purpose. When he wasn't arguing with Lin Zhengying, Long Dashuai was quite adorable.
Cheng Shuang thought for a moment, "Big brother, could you go in and call Sister Nianying out for me?"
If the Dark Illusion was divided by a door, then Commander Long would naturally understand that someone was playing tricks once he entered, and it would be easier for her to explain.
As a typical sister-obsessed man, Commander Long simply agreed without even asking any questions, and was directly tricked by his sister.
"Nian...wait, why is it dark?"
It's clear that another person has joined the ranks of those slacking off.
The two guards who were cleaning looked up in surprise, and one of them asked alertly, "Miss Shuang, what's wrong with the commander and the others?" He finally realized that something was wrong.
Cheng Shuang didn't answer. "Go find a long stick and pull them out."
The two guards exchanged a glance. One dropped the rag and went to find a wooden stick, while the other stayed with Cheng Shuang at the door, watching out for any unexpected events.
The young girl was surprised to find that the guards under Commander Long were all quite reliable, so she instructed the guards, "Don't go in, and don't get pulled in. I'm going to see what my sister-in-law is doing. It wouldn't be good to disturb her!"
The guard's gaze lingered on the general, who was fiddling around inside the room, his face full of undisguised questions.
Seeing that he remembered, Cheng Shuang turned and ran towards Mi Qilian's room. Instead of going in, she crouched under the blinds and peeked inside.
Inside the room, Mikilian was crying out in pain. The maid was taking off her outer skirt and feeding her with her own blood. The little girl gasped when she saw this.
She had heard Nianying mention that her sister had been experiencing severe abdominal pain during her pregnancy, but since the maid had started taking care of her, the pain had been relieved to some extent whenever she was in great distress.
It turns out they used human blood to alleviate the symptoms!
The young girl looked at Mikilian's prominent belly. Even though she had no experience, she had seen one or two pregnant women, but none of them had a belly as high as Mikilian's. She had also never heard that her sister-in-law was carrying twins.
Before, it didn't seem like anything special when Miki Lian wore a baggy dress, but now, lying on the bed with her belly exposed, she looks really scary, especially the way she's half-lying down and sucking blood, gulping it down greedily like a wild beast.
Cheng Shuang shuddered, and suddenly saw the maid look up and mutter, "Master, suck as much as you can, and we won't need this mother body tonight."
By this time, the maid's lips had turned pale and colorless from blood loss, making her look like she had just recovered from a serious illness.
The little girl exhaled slightly. The so-called master must be the demon infant, and the mother is undoubtedly Mikilian.
She thought for a moment, and there's a saying that goes, "Strike while the iron is hot." If she rushed in now and severely injured the maid, the demon baby would be left without help. Wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?
The main quest can be completed, and Mikiren can be saved?
While Cheng Shuang hesitated, the maid suddenly stood up. She quickly let go of the blinds, shrank back, and slowly crept to the corner of the wall. After the maid left the Marshal's mansion in her bathrobe, she quietly pushed open the door to Mi Qilian's room.
Mikilian lay on the bed, fast asleep. There were beads of sweat on her forehead, but her expression was peaceful, showing no sign of the painful wails she had just endured.
The little girl remembered that she was going to face a demonic infant full of resentment. With Luo An in one hand and Sang Sang Guai in the other, she would first overwhelm the opponent with her aura and numbers.
Her hand reached towards Mikilian's stomach, but at that moment, a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, stopping her from doing so.
Cheng Shuang remained calm, showing no fear or hostility. Instead, she turned her head and saw Mi Qilian staring at her with wide eyes and an expressionless face. The little girl gave a harmless and innocent smile, "Sister-in-law, may I touch my nephew?"
Mikilian didn't say anything, but stared at her with a gloomy look in her eyes.
A chill ran down Cheng Shuang's spine. She knew in her heart that the person in front of her might not be Mi Qilian, but she still kept her expression unchanged. She leaned closer in coquettishly, deliberately adding several octaves to her sweet voice, "Sister-in-law, I want to touch my little nephew, okay!"
Visibly, Michelle shuddered at the sight of the cheesy sentimentality.
Cheng Shuang pressed on, burying herself in Mi Qilian's arms, with Luo An also pressing close to Mi Qilian's belly. "Good sister-in-law, good sister-in-law, good sister-in-law, I want to have a chat with my little nephew!"
"Really?!" Mikilian shoved her away, her voice dripping with menace as she questioned.
Her voice had become somewhat shrill and childish, no longer the gentle and elegant one she once was.
Luo An's reminder rang in Cheng Shuang's mind just in time: the demonic infant had possessed Mi Qilian, and the monster had not yet called the police, meaning the demonic infant did not yet have any intention to kill her.
The little girl licked her dry lips and nodded vigorously, "I love my little nephew so much, I even prepared a gift for him!"
As she spoke, she reached into her pocket, but Michelle was startled by her action and the hand that was holding her wrist instantly grabbed her neck.
Cheng Shuang already had plenty of experience dealing with this kind of yandere-type ghost. She tilted her head and pretended not to understand, saying, "Sister-in-law, I don't have a gift on my neck. Look, the gift is here."
She thrust her fist forward, and as the pressure on her neck tightened, she slowly opened her palm.
Whether attracted by what Cheng Shuang took out, or pleased by her calm demeanor, the demonic infant tilted its head and gradually loosened its grip on her neck.
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