Chapter 135

"Nangong Muyan" watched as Jiang Ning poured tea and drank water, then heard her counter-question. She smiled and said, "Negotiation psychology? N, don't play these games with me. I taught you everything you know. This feels like my left hand trying to outwit my right."

"No, I'm genuinely thirsty," Jiang Ning said, pouring herself another cup.

At this moment, Nangong Ya, who was locked outside, knocked on the door. "Ling'er, let your father in."

Jiang Ning looked towards the door, thought for a moment, and replied, "Father, please take your wife back to rest. I need to talk to Second Sister first."

Nangong Ya said something else, but Jiang Ning ignored him, repeating the same response. Finally, Nangong Ya had no choice but to leave with Luo Siyi.

The morning had been too overwhelming for Luo Siyi, and she couldn't take any more. Nangong Ya needed to settle her first.

When it was finally quiet outside, "Nangong Muyan" looked at Jiang Ning and said just two words: "Time travel?"

Jiang Ning nodded, got up, walked to the dressing table, found a mirror, and tossed it to her.

"Nangong Muyan" picked up the mirror and carefully examined the face in it. After a moment, she put it down and looked at Jiang Ning with a half-smile. "N, it seems you arrived here a bit earlier than me. So, I'll trouble you to introduce the characters to me."

"Sure," Jiang Ning nodded without hesitation, then changed the subject. "But you have to answer my questions first."

"Nangong Muyan" chuckled softly, leisurely poured herself a cup of tea from the pot on the table, took a few sips, and then spoke slowly, "Your wings have grown strong."

"Mm-hmm." Jiang Ning admitted frankly, "They've been strong for a long time. Ever since I replaced you as N, I've never been afraid of you."

"Nangong Muyan" looked her up and down, laughed again, but this time with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"I sent you to get the blood lotus seeds. Black Snake betrayed your whereabouts, and that exhibition was a trap. When I found out, I wanted to warn you, but it was too late. You had already gone in, and all communication signals were blocked inside. I had to rush there myself to save you."

At this point, "Nangong Muyan's" eyes flashed with a fierce light. "It turns out that trap was set for both of us. I had just sneaked into the secret room where the blood lotus seeds were kept when I saw you surrounded by a bunch of people with guns. Before I could do anything, you detonated the bomb, and then I died."

Jiang Ning raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. "You came specially to save me?"

"Nangong Muyan" smiled indifferently. "If you don't believe me, that's fine."

"So you came here right after you died?"

"No, I think I've been dead for a while," "Nangong Muyan" recalled. "It felt strange, like my soul was floating in clouds and mist, but I couldn't remember anything clearly."

"Then why did you try to kill Luo Siyi just now?" Jiang Ning asked. Fortunately, she had reacted quickly to stop it, otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

"Who? You mean the woman who was hugging me? I had just regained consciousness, and my memory was still stuck at that exhibition. I thought I hadn't died. When I woke up and saw a woman in ancient clothes, I thought it was one of Black Snake's tricks."

"Alright." Jiang Ning had no more questions. It seemed they had died on the same day, but she had arrived in this world first.

"Don't call me N," Jiang Ning said. "And don't be nosy."

Nangong Muyan complied readily: "Then what should I call you? That man just now called you Ling'er, should I call you that too? Or should I call you Third Sister?"

"...Whatever."

To be honest, both these names sounded odd to Jiang Ning.

"Oh, alright, Third Sister," Nangong Muyan chose a name, then asked another question. "Do you know what's the deal with those blood-red lotus flowers?"

Jiang Ning narrowed her eyes, her hands on her legs slowly clenching into fists. It seemed their soul transmigration to this world was related to the blood lotus seeds.

Earlier, because Nangong Muyan's resurrection was too shocking, Jiang Ning had been busy controlling the situation and had no time to pay attention to the state of the space inside her.

Now, hearing Nangong Muyan's question, Jiang Ning sensed the space within her body and found that it had returned to its original state.

Jiang Ning didn't answer directly, but instead asked a question that had long been on her mind: "I can't understand why you, being perfectly fine, insisted on making me get the blood lotus seeds for you? Just because it's supposedly a national treasure? But you're not a person who's greedy for money or curious about oddities..."

She had thought this question would never be answered, but unexpectedly, they had met in this world by chance.

"Because..." Nangong Muyan smiled and started unbuttoning her clothes.

Jiang Ning was puzzled, but saw Nangong Muyan pull down her collar. Above her heart, on her snow-white chest, was a voluptuous red lotus flower. The entire pattern was about the size of an egg, exquisite and vivid, as if growing out of her flesh.

"This thing indeed came along," Nangong Muyan looked down and said, unsurprised.

"This is—"

Before Jiang Ning could finish speaking, footsteps were heard outside the door.

The two exchanged a glance. Nangong Muyan refastened her clothes and said in a low voice, "We'll talk later. I'll go face them one by one first."

Jiang Ning nodded. The sound of footsteps was already very close. She stood up and opened the door. Nangong Ya had his hand raised, about to knock, with Jin Yao and Jin Hui standing behind him.

"Ling," Nangong Ya frowned as he looked at Jiang Ning, still unable to understand what she was trying to accomplish with this act.

Jiang Ning knew he had questions, but she had no intention of explaining anything to him. She simply stepped aside, allowing Nangong Muyan to walk out from behind her.

Jin Yao and Jin Hui looked at Nangong Muyan, their eyes filled with astonishment. They had seen her hanging from the ceiling beam, and when they took her down, they had confirmed that she was completely dead.

Now, Nangong Muyan stood before the two brothers, very much alive, with clear strangulation marks still visible on her neck. It gave them an inexplicable, eerie feeling in their hearts.

"Father, your daughter acknowledges her mistake and is willing to accept punishment," Nangong Muyan said obediently, presenting a docile and repentant demeanor. It was a stark contrast to her earlier hysterical state, making Nangong Ya feel as if the situation was surreal.