Chu Ling felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this, and stared at Ji Fengyao with a sinister smile, saying, "They don't know, but you should. If you touch me, what kind of retaliation will you face? It's something you can't afford."
"I want to see just how powerful a thing forced to possess a mortal's body can be." Ji Fengyao pressed Chu Ling's pressure point to immobilize her, then raised her hand and pressed it against her brow. Her powerful divine sense, carrying an extremely fiery and domineering aura, rushed into her sea of consciousness.
The knowledge of mortals is limited, so it is almost immediately obvious.
Ji Fengyao saw that within Chu Ling's limited sea of consciousness, a long, clumsy thing was tightly entangled with her soul, and it was about to completely devour her soul.
What an ugly thing! It's possessing the real Chu Ling!
Ji Fengyao was shocked, and her divine sense retreated sharply.
"Hehe, I didn't expect you to know how to search souls. It seems we have some connection. But since you've discovered my secret, it means we're destined to be together. I'm not entirely satisfied with this body either, so I'll borrow your shell and identity for a while." The ugly thing wrapped around Chu Ling's soul made an even more unpleasant sound, a strange laugh.
"You hideous thing, you're dreaming!" As Ji Fengyao withdrew her divine sense, the extreme fire blocked her brow and the entrance to her sea of consciousness like a gatekeeper.
"Ah—!" A shrill, inhuman scream escaped from Chu Ling's mouth.
Wuying had never heard such a terrible scream before. His hand trembled, and he almost threw the person out.
Holy crap, what the hell is this?!
That scared the hell out of me!
The eight maids, including Xiangguan, Xianglan, and Xiangfen, also changed their expressions drastically: Is this the voice of our princess, whose voice is as clear as a nightingale?
At this moment, a very suppressed groan came from the direction of the bed. Shang Xiye had obviously reached the limit of his endurance.
Ji Fengyao's heart tightened. She took out her needle kit and quickly used silver needles to seal various acupoints on Chu Ling's head.
She had to prevent that thing in Chu Ling's sea of consciousness from escaping, otherwise, in the vast sea of people, it would be very difficult to find it again.
"Take them away and keep them under strict guard. We'll decide what to do once the prince has regained consciousness," Ji Fengyao instructed Wuying and Wushang. "She has something very dangerous on her body. Don't touch the silver needles on her head."
“Yes, Your Highness,” Wuying and Wushang replied.
The other guards easily subdued the eight maids, including Xiangguan, Xianglan, and Xiangfen, knocking them unconscious and carrying them away.
Ji Fengyao originally wanted to have two guards stay behind to help her restrain Shang Xiye.
After hesitating for a moment, I decided against it.
The master was such a proud and vain person that he certainly wouldn't want others to see him in such an embarrassing state, let alone his subordinates.
Inside the thin curtains, Shang Xiye was covered only by a thin blanket.
It was clear that if she had returned any later, he would have been humiliated by that ugly thing.
Thinking of this, Ji Fengyao felt a slight easing of her shyness, replaced by a mixture of anger and heartache.
At this moment, Shang Xiye's consciousness was somewhat blurred. In his hazy vision, he saw Ji Fengyao approaching. He didn't know if it was his illusion or reality. He called out in a low, questioning voice, "Your Highness...?"
"As expected of my master, he still recognizes people even in this state," Ji Fengyao sighed inwardly.
Seeing the blood trickling from his lips as he forcefully stimulated his acupoints, her heart ached slightly. She asked, "Your Highness, can you still hear me?"
"Yes..." Shang Xiye replied, his voice weak and breathy.
"Then don't move around. I'll release your pressure points and detoxify you." Ji Fengyao asked softly again, "Can you do that?"
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