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Turning around, she forced a smile on her angry face. The empress looked at Wan Fei closely. It seemed that she had put in a lot of effort into the matter of the crown prince, "Wan Fei, what about you?"

Wan Concubine, who was by the side, smiled. She stepped forward and said, "Reporting to the Empress, chenqie came to the banquet with Imperial Consort Li Chen yesterday at Peace Palace. I am unaware of the crown prince's bullying of the sovereign."

Her smile froze on her face. She initially wanted to punish those bitches, but yesterday, they were in front of her.

Thus, she spread the fire on the Liu Fei who kept begging for mercy, "Liu Fei, as a master, you don't set an example. Instead, you break the law, bewitching people to enter a cold palace from today onwards, never to come out."

The crown prince was crippled, and the first to be called over was Imperial Concubine Chen. She clearly knew that she would drag him down with her even if she were to die. "Queen, spare me, it was Imperial Concubine Chen who ordered this concubine."

Suddenly, the main hall quietened down. Everyone had been listening to her with a soft and melodious voice.

Chen Fei was shocked. Damned Liu Fei, she was biting randomly and said, "Liu Fei, don't speak nonsense."

It really was you. The furious empress glared at Chen Fei, her eyes burning with rage. "So there's you, Chen Fei, and Liu Fei fighting their way into the Night Pavilion together."

Hmm, Wanfei mocked Liu Fei's stupidity in her heart. She didn't think that she would unexpectedly take care of Chen Fei, but this disturbance had helped her in some way, and in the future, she would have one less opponent.

After following Murong Feng, Qin Chen arrived at a hidden hut. Lifting the curtain, Qin Chen saw a woman dressed in red lying quietly on the bed. There was not a single trace of blood on her typical oval face.

Before his hand could touch her, a threatening chill seeped through his heart and soul. He touched her pulse, feeling weak and disordered.

After releasing her hand, it took Qin Chen half a day to recover from the cold. If it wasn't for the fact that her pulse was still beating, it would be hard to believe that she was a living person.

He didn't even have the slightest trace of life as he shook his head. He was so good at using poison, yet he didn't even have the slightest bit of thought.

As he thought about it, a wave of sleepiness hit him. Unable to resist, he collapsed, and the temperature of his body rapidly dropped.

The person on the bed slowly regained her color. Her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and the sleeping woman woke up.

Seeing that, Murong Feng rushed over: "Qingwan, how are you?"

Shaking her head, Qingwan looked at Qin Chen who was lying on the ground and helped her up to the bedside. As she had just woken up and had not fully recovered her strength, she accidentally dropped.

Murong Feng reached out a hand to help him, but was yelled back at by Qingwan, "Get out of the way."

Although he could not bear to, Murong Feng still went back. Although this poison does not have a antidote, as long as someone touched it, it would transfer to the person who touched it. It was just that this poison could only be circulated four times.

Seeing Qingwan struggling to put Qin Chen on the bed and feeling pain in her heart, she was the one who was harmed by him, so when Qingwan finds the person who poisoned him, she will come and save you.

As a condition, I will have to trouble you to save another person. "

He suspiciously looked at Murong Feng, seeing that he was staring at the person on the bed, he nodded: "Let's go."

As soon as they arrived at Qin Manor, a strange feeling hit them. It had nothing to do with danger or danger. This was the aura of a fellow clansman, the special perception of their clansmen.

Seeing Qingwan hesitate, Murong Feng asked with deep concern: "What's wrong?"

Shaking her head, in order to prevent Murong Feng from worrying, she kept the matter a secret.

After following Murong Feng left and right to dodge a few servant girls, they finally arrived at Qin Feng's bedside.

Qingwan looked at the red dot on the back of Qin Feng's neck with a heavy expression. Seems like the one chasing him was Grandma Ya, but she had no enmity with so why would she place this curse?

Although the curse was dangerous, and the person who was hit by it was no different from a puppet, the silver needle had never moved from her neck, meaning that Amyas had never thought of harming her.

To the cautious looking Murong Feng, he said: "It's fine, this curse will not harm her life."

After saying that, he flung his sleeve, intending to leave this place. Just now, he had sensed Granny Ya. Presumably, she had also sensed him. If he did not leave immediately, it would bring about trouble.

Murong Feng pulled Qingwan back: "Then let's talk after you remove this curse."

Old Granny Ya's aura grew closer and closer. She was unable to explain anything for a while, but Murong Feng held her back tightly, and had no choice but to answer: "I feel the aura of my clansmen, and it's very close."

No, it's too late. After getting rid of Murong Feng, he went forward to set up the formation and used the terrain to pluck the withering lotus leaves from the pond. He dew a bit of soil and added a drop of his own blood.

Qing Wan clasped her hands and chanted a strange incantation.

Following the incantation, the scenery in the surroundings started to change unceasingly, from left to right, moving up and down non-stop. It just so happened that grandma Ya stepped into the formation.

By the time she reacted, it was already too late. Breaking through this array would take some time.

He immediately went back into the house and ran over to Murong Feng. He picked up Qin Feng, lifted up her hair, took out a red bug from her sleeve and placed it on the red dot.

Seeing that the worms were about to enter his skin, Murong Feng stepped forward to stop them, "No."

She ignored Murong Feng and a slender jade hand swiped across the air.

Murong Feng could clearly feel that the air was flowing under her command, and he was slowly becoming immobile like a wooden stake.

Sorry, Qingwan apologized in her heart. This was the fastest way to remove the curse on her body.

The black worm nimbly crawled into Qingwan's skin and moved around the red dot a few times. Under his guidance, a black bug crawled out and crawled onto Qingwan's palm, turning into a talisman.

He lit the candles, burned the talisman paper into ashes and took out a red agate necklace. Qingwan chanted an incantation and the ashes melted into the necklace.

He bent down and hung the necklace around Qin Feng's neck, then chanted a string of incantations and his memories were locked inside the necklace. As long as she put on the necklace, the insect would be able to eat the memories she had just eaten.

After breaking free from Murong Feng's imprisonment, a clear voice caught their attention. It was a blood jade flute.

Before Murong Feng could react to what it was, Qingwan already picked up the blood jade flute and started to probe.

Bang! The wooden door was kicked open by someone and slammed against the wall, letting out a deep sound.

Under the candlelight, only a few strands of white hair could be seen from an old man standing straight in front of the door. A deep and old voice spread in the air, "Witches, please follow me back."

Shaking his head, he finally escaped with great difficulty. How could he return so easily?

Grandma Ya sighed and raised her walking stick. "Then I'll have to excuse myself."

A strong gust of wind blew, and Qingwan, who had just woken up, still had not recovered her Shaman Energy, so she couldn't compare to Grandma Ya. Clenching the blood jade flute tightly in her hand, she steeled his heart, placed it next to her mouth, and started to blow lightly.

A lively musical note danced by his ear. The melodious sound was like a trickle of spring water in the depths of a mountain. It flowed through his heart in a cool and refreshing manner.

The strong wind was quickly repelled.

The mocking voice woke Qin Feng from her slumber, and when she opened her eyes, she was immediately startled by the scene in front of him. A sinister looking face flashed through her mind, she shook her head, and looked at the person in front of him coldly.

He took off the hairpin on his head, and while no one was looking, he walked over to Murong Feng's side, and wanted to capture him.

Unexpectedly, Murong Feng reacted and caught him.

He still did not understand what happened as a wave of power pushed Murong Feng away. A few days ago, the man who turned from an old man to a young man appeared in front of Qin Feng.

Seeing that Yue Zhonglou was doing well, Qingwan hurriedly kowtowed and greeted: "Greetings, Clan Leader."

Qingwan was overjoyed. She didn't think that she would coincidentally run into the Clan Chief, so Grandma Ya wouldn't be able to do anything to him, and she would also be able to cure the poison from the fire and ice.

Glancing at the two of them, Yue Yang turned to Qin Feng and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

He stood up and retreated to the side, he looked at the blood jade flute in Qingwan's hand coldly and shook his head.

Qingwan's heart trembled. She raised the flute and said to Qin Feng: "Since you've helped me this time, I will definitely return a favor to you in the future."

Heh, laughing lightly, since there were three conditions that the man had promised him, he wouldn't lose out even if he used one in exchange, hence he nodded and pointed at Qingwan.

"Clan leader, please follow me." Qingwan got up, and said while walking to Murong Feng's side.

Through the faint light of a candle, Qin Feng vaguely saw Murong Feng's face.

Grabbing the flute, before he could even ask about it, the surrounding wind blew. After his mind calmed down, he had actually arrived at an inexplicable place.

As he passed Murong Feng, he gave a hateful glance at Yue Yang. He then opened the curtain and saw a female dressed in plain clothes calmly lying on the bed.

This is Qin Chen.

Walking up to investigate, a powerful force pulled her back a few steps. When she turned around, she met a pair of cold eyes. "Don't touch her."

Yue Yang nodded and walked in front of Qin Chen to take a look.

Qingwan immediately stepped forward and said: "Clan leader, please save her."

He heard the words clearly, and turned his head to look at Qin Feng with an inquiring expression.

She looked at Qin Chen. After all, she was still Xuanyuan Zhiling's woman, she had to be saved! Not to mention that she didn't save him for nothing, there was still a favor for him.

After pondering deeply, Qingwan nodded in anticipation.

Only after being helplessly pushed out of the door did Qin Feng clearly see this woman in red. This was the person who had gifted him the Xiao Family, and she coldly said: "You owe me a favor."

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Qingwan remembered that sad woman from that day, and immediately reacted. She had actually returned the Blood Jade Xiao to the Patriarch.

Then he added, "Those of the Roughs, they will definitely do as they say."

Ye Zichen nodded and stopped thinking about Xiao Yan. Since she gave Xiao Xiao away, it would be his.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Murong Feng who had an apologetic expression, and understood the reason in his heart. Qin Chen's matter was definitely related to him.

A cool breeze blew by, and her hair fluttered wildly in the wind. She stood with her back facing the wind, calm and unperturbed. Her entire body was as refreshing as a cool breeze.

Her red clothes were otherworldly, and she was as tranquil as a fairy.