They had seen Zhang Lianhua before, but the woman before them looked completely different, was she really that suddenly missing Zhang Lianhua?
Yang Mengchen’s lips curled into a ridiculing sneer, "Using Gu to change one’s appearance is simply curing the symptoms but not the cause. Looking at you, it seems the evil poison has already entered your body. At most, in six months, you will be attacked by the Gu poison."
When she first saw this woman at the entrance of Huimin Hospital, besides feeling a strange sense of deja vu, there was also an unusual feeling.
Thinking it over, she suddenly remembered the cosmetic surgery from her previous life, but when she asked Birdy, it seemed that in this time and space, no one possessed such exquisite medical skills. However, the most formidable Gu technique by the Heizi Clan People could alter a person’s appearance.
According to historical records, the Heizi Clan People lived at the border between Dongchu and Nanping in Heihe Prefecture (half of which now belongs to Cangwu Prefecture in Dongchu), and leveraging their Gu techniques, they harmed many people from the Four Kingdoms, including the Four Kingdoms Royal Families. Over fifty years ago, the Emperors of the Four Kingdoms joined forces to annihilate the Heizi Clan People, and the Gu techniques vanished as well. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Unexpectedly, now they have reemerged.
Unfortunately, Birdy did not know who practiced Gu techniques, but there was hope that a clue could be found on Zhang Lianhua’s body, otherwise, there was the fear that another bloody turmoil might arise.
"If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have become like this, this is all your fault!" Mo Xiang glared at Yang Mengchen with a fierce gaze.
By saying this, she was indirectly admitting her identity.
Mo Yun and the others’ expressions changed drastically as though they had not witnessed Gu techniques before; still, they were horrified by the gruesome tales of those afflicted by Gu poison.
Yet Yang Mengchen’s demeanor remained calm, and with a chilly tone devoid of any emotion, she said, "Blame your own crooked heart, and not others."
"Bitch..."
Mo Xiang, that is, Zhang Lianhua, was cut off mid-sentence by Hai Tang, who slapped her harshly twice across the face. Pale cheeks immediately bore the red marks of five fingers, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Yang Mengchen shook her head, "Hai Tang, we should be gentle and kind to women." However, her tone carried no blame, and there was even a hint of praise.
Hai Tang respectfully agreed to deeply remember the princess’s teachings.
Staring venomously at Yang Mengchen, Zhang Lianhua’s eyes were as cold as those of a viper, wishing nothing more than to bite to death this despicable person who repeatedly ruined her plans.
She had liked Brother Rong since childhood, determined not to marry anyone but him. But because of this despicable person, Brother Rong coldly rejected her.
This vile person even encouraged Brother Rong to marry that bitch Xiao Wan Xue, while she was tricked by her stepmother and stepsisters into becoming a concubine to Moneybags Jin.
Having finally escaped the Jin family, she ended up being drugged by kidnappers and sold into that filthy place, forced to entertain countless clients daily, some with peculiar fetishes, a life worse than death.
She tried to escape, but never succeeded; after each attempt, she was brutally beaten, leaving her body covered in wounds. She refused to give up but was out of options.
Later, a Young Master Huang redeemed her and changed her appearance. She thought she could finally leave her misery behind, yet her nightmare had only just begun.
Every time she remembered those years spent in the company of various poisons, she would shiver with fear, until Young Master Huang sent her to Prince Jing’s side. Only then did she understand that the reason he had rescued her from that dirty place was simply to train her to become a pawn.
Yet she couldn’t forget Brother Rong. When Prince Chen and that vile woman were getting married, she happened not to be in the Capital. But upon learning that Brother Rong was coming, and seeing his gentle care towards that bitch Xiao Wan Xue, she naturally felt jealous and resentful. Thus, she rashly decided to kidnap Xiao Wan Xue and that little bastard, never expecting to fall into the hands of this despicable woman.
Why? Why could those two bitches receive the care and affection of parents and family, and even attract outstanding men like Prince Chen and Brother Rong? Why did she have to endure such hardships? Why is fate so unfair?
"Gouge out her dog eyes!" Long Xuanmo’s voice was ice-cold.
Mo Yun immediately stepped forward, and with two flashes of cold light, Zhang Lianhua’s eyes were left as nothing but two bloody hollows. With a swift move, Mo Yun silenced her, naturally preventing her from making a sound.
At the same time, Long Xuanmo embraced his wife in his arms and buried her face into his chest, shielding her from the gruesome sight.
"Hai Tang, Mo Yun, make them take this pill, and find out who their master is? What is their plot in infiltrating the Capital?" Yang Mengchen handed Hai Tang a small medicine bottle, "You can handle them however you wish afterward, but leave them breathing." And with that, she left the dungeon, hand in hand with Long Xuanmo.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, Mo Yun brought over a written report, which Yang Mengchen looked over before passing it to Long Xuanmo.
"Spare no effort in searching for that Young Master Huang," Long Xuanmo instructed Mo Yun.
Mo Yun respectfully complied.
"The mastermind sent Zhang Lianhua to covertly approach Prince Jing, the intention is certainly not simple, we must prepare early." Yang Mengchen’s expression was grave, "Unfortunately, these five people do not know the mastermind, nor have they seen his true face, leaving us with far too few clues."
A fleeting chill in Long Xuanmo’s eyes was quickly replaced by a gentle gaze as he turned to his wife, "Don’t worry, I’ll handle this matter."
"After the fourth brother and sister-in-law’s wedding, I’ll inform the brothers so they are aware." Yang Mengchen naturally trusted her husband’s abilities.
The wife-loving Long Xuanmo, of course, agreed.
Thinking of Zhang Lianhua’s misfortunes, Yang Mengchen sighed quietly.
She hadn’t expected that after escaping the Jin family, Zhang Lianhua would be sold into that kind of dirty place, to then be treated as a test subject for creating various poisons by the Young Master Huang who had redeemed her, eventually becoming a pawn of no consequence. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been kept in the dark about the core secrets—indeed, those pitiable often have aspects that deserve hate.
On the fifteenth day of the eighth month, Yang Mengchen and Long Xuanmo spent Mid-Autumn Festival with the Yang family at noon and enjoyed the moon with the Emperor and his family in the evening.
The next morning, on the sixteenth of the eighth month, Sun Chuanmao arrived to deliver an imperial edict. The Emperor, the Empress Dowager, and the Empress had separately sent generous gifts to Yang Chengyou as betrothal presents, a matter of great honor.
In the Lin family study room.
Butler Lin frantically spoke to Lin Zheqi, "Young Master, the Lord sent a message saying contact with Number Thirteen was suddenly lost. He has instructed us to find out what happened?"
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