“Ah Cheng, does Xiao Wangyou know all our secrets?” Long Moyuan said after a moment’s hesitation.
Feng Qingcheng asked, "What do you want to say?"
Long Moyuan said, "I'm afraid you'll get angry if I tell you. After all, he's your childhood sweetheart, and you'll definitely believe him."
Feng Qingcheng looked at him scrutinizingly: "Don't you have any selfish motives at all?"
Long Moyuan blushed: "I used to, I wished I could kill him, after all, he grew up with you as your childhood sweetheart, he was a part of your childhood, but I didn't."
"Tsk tsk, this vinegar smell." Feng Qingcheng covered her nose, looking disgusted.
Long Moyuan said, "But what I'm saying now is the truth. My hermits have recently provided me with some information that may be related to Xiao Wangyou."
Feng Qingcheng's finger twitched slightly: "Well, Long Moyuan, you actually have a hermit?"
Long Moyuan said, "Princes like us must have our own power base, otherwise the Crown Prince would have killed us all. By the way, is that the point? Acheng, you're not trying to avoid the matter of Xiao Wangyou, are you?"
Feng Qingcheng said, "Tell me about it. I believe in Ayou."
"According to the clues found by the hermit, Xiao Wangyou appears to obey the emperor, but he secretly has dealings with the crown prince. In addition, he is skilled in poison and beast taming. I strongly suspect that he is the illegitimate son of my father, who is also the eldest prince of Longtai, Long Moyan."
Feng Qingcheng was shocked: "Your father has an illegitimate child?"
"Since ancient times, emperors have been known for their romantic affairs. Besides, to ensure the continuation of the royal family, the more children the better."
"Never mind, what's the deal with this First Prince, Long Moyan?"
"His mother was just a slave girl, so his identity was not public. I heard that his father sent them out of the palace, but in the end they were killed by his father's concubines. It is said that this eldest prince was only three years old when he died, and he could speak animal language."
It seems quite a coincidence that Feng Qingcheng linked Xiao Wangyou's background with Long Moyan's.
Could Xiao Wangyou really be the eldest prince, Long Moyan?
Forget your worries?
Forget your worries?
The young lady used to not understand why a person had no surname or given name. He said that it was just a false thing. He was an orphan and did not know who his parents were. What would he need a name for?
Looking back now, I realize he was hiding a deep-seated hatred.
"But if he is Long Moyan, is his return to the Emperor's side at the Emperor's behest, or does he want to go back for revenge?"
Long Moyuan said, "I don't know about that, but Acheng, think back, when we went through several life-and-death situations, it seems that Xiao Wangyou was always there."
After Long Moyuan's reminder, Feng Qingcheng was instantly bewildered.
On those occasions, she and A-Yuan nearly died, her spirit pet was captured, and even more tragically, the tragedy at An Ding Temple occurred—
Could it be that Xiao Wangyou was the mastermind behind all of this?
Feng Qingcheng felt her hands and feet were ice cold.
"Ah Cheng, have you thought of anything?"
Feng Qingcheng almost lost her balance.
Long Moyuan put his arm around her: "Perhaps it's all just a coincidence, after all, I don't have any solid evidence. Ah Cheng, if Xiao Wangyou is really innocent, then I'll admit I'm a villain."
Feng Qingcheng gasped.
“I said, the only explanation for who in Anding Temple has the ability to poison people right under our noses is that the murderer is infiltrated into the temple. But if this person is Ayou, then he will have easily escaped our investigation.”
"Ah Cheng, are you alright?" Long Moyuan was extremely worried.
I should have never told her about this.
Feng Qingcheng suppressed her heartache: "And this time, on the surface, it was Nanfeng who wanted to improve his cultivation and fight the men in black, but in reality, Ayou controlled everything. Were those men in black who came to snatch the fragments arranged by Ayou? Did those three fake fragments fall into his hands? Will Nanfeng and Jiang Yuebai be in danger? Are Mother and the others in his hands?"
Long Moyuan said, "Acheng, I've instructed the hermits to keep an eye on Ayou. You, Nanfeng, and Jiang Yuebai should be careful to guard against him."
Feng Qingcheng felt her whole body trembling.
She had her doubts about Xiao Wangyou, but she always believed in his relationship with the young lady.
But now that his identity has been exposed by A Yuan, she can no longer remain calm.
Xiao Wangyou, you've been hiding by my side all this time because you know you can learn poison from me, improve your cultivation, and obtain fragments. So you recklessly took advantage of my trust in you?
Feng Qingcheng is in so much pain.
The taste of betrayal is truly unpleasant.
According to the rules of fiction, guys with such backgrounds are usually villains, since their minds are twisted.
We endure humiliation and hardship simply because the time is not yet right.
When he truly loses his temper, it will be earth-shattering.
"Ah Cheng, are you alright?"
"Oh no, we have to get back quickly. I've never understood why I can learn anything so quickly, but I'm terrible at beast taming."
"You mean, Xiao Wangyou led you astray? He didn't actually teach you beast taming techniques?"
"That's right. Let's assume that his cultivation level is now so high, and his beast-taming skills have reached a level of perfection. At that time, all the magical beasts will obey his command, and the human world will surely be plunged into a catastrophe."
Long Moyuan knew she was in a state of confusion, so he held her hand tightly and said, "Acheng, let's calm down first, make a plan, and then use the teleportation talisman to go back."
Feng Qingcheng also realized that she was being too hasty.
If they rush back like that, it will inevitably arouse Xiao Wangyou's suspicion.
No, she needs to think of a solution.
Feng Qingcheng first used a voice transmission talisman to inform the seven big shots about the disappearance of the Black Emperor.
The mighty Black Emperor had endured humiliation and hardship in the Demon Palace for many years and survived, but who would have thought that he would encounter conspiracies and schemes upon returning to the human race?
It can only be said that no matter how powerful a person is, if they have a weakness, that weakness will inevitably be their fatal flaw.
The Emperor's Achilles' heel is his mother.
That guy has at least a conscience.
I forgave him.
Soon, all seven bigwigs replied to her.
They stated that they would do everything possible to find the King of Wu.
“Acheng, assuming Xiao Wangyou really captured your mother, why don’t we lure him to the Xianbei? Once he comes here, I will join forces with Father to eliminate his hidden forces.”
"No, your father doesn't trust you. You should investigate secretly using your own abilities."
The current emperor trusts Xiao Wangyou so much. If he intends to pass the throne to Xiao Wangyou, wouldn't A Yuan's actions expose his own power?
Feng Qingcheng didn't want him to take such a risk.
She's read too many palace intrigue novels.
Generally, the emperor and empress dowager are the most ruthless; no matter how much everyone fights, they can't get past them.
"Okay, I'll listen to Acheng."
Feng Qingcheng sent a voice transmission talisman to Nanfeng.
"Nanfeng, you, Xiaowangyou, and Jiang Yuebai, hurry to Xianbei. We've discovered the whereabouts of the eighth fragment here, but we've also encountered difficulties and need your help. Ah, if only my mother were here. She actually drew me a whole treasure map before! I don't know where my father took her to relax. I can't contact her. Otherwise, it would be of great help in finding the eighth fragment."
Feng Qingcheng knew that Nanfeng, with her big mouth, would never be able to keep secrets.
If she were to send a voice transmission talisman directly to Xiao Wangyou, he would definitely become suspicious.
But with a southerly wind, the effect is different.
Nanfeng replied to her very soon.
He said the three of them would immediately set off for the Xianbei.
Feng Qingcheng was finally relieved.
She and Long Moyuan worked through the night to develop many plans.
In truth, she secretly hoped that Xiao Wangyou wasn't the mastermind behind it all, but after thinking about many details, her heart gradually broke.
"Ah Cheng, don't be sad. After things are settled here, let's go to the Demon Realm. Don't forget, you have me."
Feng Qingcheng hugged him and cried bitterly.
She couldn't quite define her feelings for Xiao Wangyou; perhaps the young lady considered him family, which is why betrayal from family was the most painful.
That night.
Feng Qingcheng had a dream.
The young lady then plunged a sword into her chest.
"Feng Qingcheng, you stole my husband, you stole my friends! You're despicable, you're shameless!"
Feng Qingcheng woke up in fright.
My chest hurts a lot.
"Acheng, what's wrong?" Long Moyuan held her in his arms and asked worriedly.
Feng Qingcheng took a deep breath: "I'm fine."
That night, Long Moyuan kept comforting her.
Feng Qingcheng held him tightly, as if afraid he would disappear.
She was also worried that it might all be a dream.
When she wakes up, perhaps none of this will have happened.
After all, time travel is just too outrageous.
Perhaps this is just a long, drawn-out dream.
Lost in her thoughts, she drifted off to sleep again.
This time, she dreamed of the young lady again.
"Feng Qingcheng, I am your past life." The young lady came to her bedside with a smile.
She was so frightened that she backed away, saying, "Don't come any closer."
"In my past life, after my death, A Yuan was heartbroken and eventually went mad, becoming a ruthless demon who slaughtered everyone in Longtai. In order to resurrect me, he defied fate, causing time to flow backward to fight against the heavens, but in the end, he vanished into nothingness and disappeared from the Three Realms forever. Because my soul was locked by him, I gradually gained consciousness and made a deal with the Ghost King, exchanging my life for time reversal in the hope of changing his fate in this life."
Feng Qingcheng was stunned.
"You mean, I am you, and you are me?"
“That’s right, in this life, you’ve died. Your soul has returned to my body. You took good care of A-Yuan. Thank you, my next life.” After saying this, the young lady smiled and walked towards her. Finally, the young lady’s body gradually became transparent until it disappeared.
Feng Qingcheng woke up.
He was covered in sweat.
"Ah Cheng, are you alright?"
Long Moyuan took a handkerchief and wiped her forehead, using magic to cool her down.
Feng Qingcheng was surprised to find that she had a fever.
"I'm fine." She found it unbelievable when she thought about her dream last night.
Could it be that she is the young lady's next life?
Is the young lady her past life?
Is time travel happening?
If that's the case, that would be wonderful.
She no longer needs to worry about not being a rich girl.
"A-Yuan." Feng Qingcheng wrapped her arms around Long Moyuan's neck and smiled. "I like you."
Long Moyuan froze, and the handkerchief in his hand fell to the ground.
This seems to be the first time Ah Cheng has said sweet words to him.
My heart is pounding.
"Acheng, I like you too." Long Moyuan hugged her tightly.
"They want kisses, hugs, and to be lifted up high."
Long Moyuan didn't understand why she was being temperamental when she was sick, but the patient had the most to do, so he decided to give in to her.
"Ah Yuan, I'm so happy."
Long Moyuan thought that Acheng must have been burned.
In her attempt to forget her worries with laughter, she actually fell ill.
That guy, Xiao Wangyou, hurt Acheng too deeply.
He's going to kill this guy!
The kind that involves tearing someone to pieces!
“Amo”.
Long Moyuan was afraid that spinning her around would make her dizzy, so he put her down.
But she put her arms around his neck and kept staring at him.
She kept smiling; her smile was sweet, warm, and beautiful.
Long Moyuan couldn't resist, so he took those pink lips into his mouth and sucked on them repeatedly.
"Ah Yuan, I'm so happy."
I'm actually the same person as the young lady.
I'm so happy.
I don't want to care about the chaos and suffering of the people.
“A Yuan”.
This was the first time Long Moyuan had ever felt her initiative and enthusiasm.
He grabbed her restless hand: "Acheng, stop fooling around, you have a fever."
“Having a fever is good! Don’t you think I have a different kind of charm?” Feng Qingcheng bit his ear.
Long Moyuan was utterly devastated.
What's wrong with Acheng?
Finally, Feng Qingcheng, her mind clouded by the fever, fainted.
Long Moyuan was so frightened that he quickly went to fetch a doctor for her.
Fortunately, there are many medical clinics here, and the doctors are very skilled. As long as you pay enough money, you can hire a famous and skilled doctor.
Three days later.
Feng Qingcheng has finally recovered.
When she woke up, she saw Long Moyuan lying on the headboard, asleep.
She felt very guilty thinking about how he had taken care of her tirelessly for three days and three nights.
She was about to put him in the space to sleep, but Long Moyuan opened his eyes.
"Acheng, how are you?" Long Moyuan quickly used his forehead to check her temperature.
Feng Qingcheng said with concern, "I'm fine, but you've lost a lot of weight."
At this moment, Long Moyuan's stomach suddenly rumbled.
He was extremely embarrassed.
Feng Qingcheng smiled and quickly led him into the space, snatching the little pig's barbecue away.
These guys have been having a good time these past few days.
Under Feng Qingcheng's supervision, Long Moyuan ate and drank spiritual water, and immediately became radiant.
“Ah Yuan, you might not believe it, but I am actually a wisp of soul from another world.”
Long Moyuan's fingers clenched.
What's wrong with Acheng? Is he really delirious from the fever?
"I never imagined that I would actually transmigrate into the young lady's body."
"Ah Cheng, you're talking nonsense again." Long Moyuan smoothed the bangs on her forehead.
Feng Qingcheng shook her head: "I'm not talking nonsense, please let me finish explaining."
"good."
The patient is the largest.
The renowned doctor said that her fever was so high that it might damage her brain, preventing her from waking up, or causing her to become mentally disabled.
He was terrified.
But Ah Cheng seems perfectly normal now, except he likes to talk nonsense.
"The young lady is dead—"
Uh, they can actually make up such nonsense.
Long Moyuan hugged her tightly with heartache: "Don't talk nonsense, my Acheng is perfectly fine."
"I'm being serious, I..."
Feng Qingcheng rattled off a whole bunch of things until her mouth was dry.
Long Moyuan was extremely impressed. How could someone with a damaged brain have such a vivid imagination?
"Long Moyuan, what's with that expression? Don't you believe me?" Feng Qingcheng was furious.
Long Moyuan shook his head: "I believe you. I believe whatever Acheng says."
"In short, to put it simply, the young lady is already dead in this life. She used her life in the next life to reverse time, allowing her soul from the next life to return to this life and turn you back to the right path. Do you understand?"
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