This woman has completely fallen into a demonic obsession.
A glint flashed in Feng Ling's eyes as she lowered her hand, drawing her long sword from her waist.
Silver light streaked through the wind, aimed at Chu Qianli's heart.
Although this was not her mission tonight, she could not tolerate Chu Qianli continuing to live in this world.
Killing her, even if she would be reprimanded by the Revered Master upon her return, she believed the Revered Master would forgive her.
After all, she had removed a great bane from the Revered Master's heart.
But what Feng Ling hadn't expected was that as she leaped from the tree with her sword, the flute music stopped, and Chu Qianli's hazy eyes gradually regained their clarity.
She recovered so quickly!
Before the long sword could reach Chu Qianli, the short knife in Chu Qianli's hand had already been raised.
The powerful internal energy descended, and Feng Ling, startled, stumbled back several steps.
She couldn't defeat Chu Qianli!
The opportune moment had vanished in an instant.
As long as Chu Qianli sensed danger, her instincts would awaken, and Feng Ling could not get close to her!
She was about to wake up!
Feng Ling broke out in a cold sweat, quickly dropped her long sword, and continued to play the jade flute.
The sliver of consciousness Chu Qianli had painstakingly regained was quickly lost again due to the scene before her.
The knife in her hand tightened, then loosened, then tightened again.
Feng Ling led her along, and soon they arrived at the backyard of the imperial palace.
While the Imperial Guards were formidable, the Emperor's palace guards were the most strictly enforced.
For a top master, coming and going freely in the inner palace was not that difficult.
However, the Empress tonight... was not in the palace?
With a crack, the cup shattered not far from Feng Yexuan's feet.
"You still know to come back? You still know I'm your mother? Didn't you want your mother because of that woman? Why did you come back? Why didn't you just take her and elope?"
When she became angry, her face immediately turned pale, looking as if she could spit blood at any moment.
Granny Cui quickly supported her, gently placating, "Revered Master, don't be angry. The Prince has already returned, hasn't he? He naturally cares about you, otherwise..."
"Otherwise he shouldn't have returned tonight, should he?"
The words, if left unsaid, would have been better. As it was, the surge of blood in Hua Rong's chest could no longer be contained and was finally spat out.
Feng Yexuan wanted to go over, but Hua Rong glared at him fiercely, blood still trickling from the corner of her lips, its color still dark.
Her voice was hoarse: "Unworthy son, you... don't come over! Whether I live or die has nothing to do with you!"
"Prince, you... you shouldn't come over yet."
Granny Cui helped Hua Rong into the inner room, letting her sit by the bedside.
Turning back, she could still see Prince Xuan kneeling on the ground through the screen, that tall figure.
But tonight, that figure lacked some of its usual spirit and vigor, and instead held a more deathly stillness.
Granny Cui watched, her heart also aching.
She looked at Hua Rong and whispered, "Revered Master, the Prince is also... not lightly injured tonight..."
After returning earlier, he couldn't help but spit out two mouthfuls of blood; he was truly injured!
But when Liujin wanted to take his pulse, he refused.
This stubbornness was so much like... back then...
Granny Cui sighed silently.
Hua Rong, however, still wore a look of anger: "That's his own doing! With his cultivation, as long as he didn't want to, that dead girl, even if she teamed up with Feng Qihe, how could she have harmed him even slightly?"
It was her son who didn't fight back!
That woman Chu Qianli was indeed a calamity.
If she wasn't eliminated, her son would never be able to achieve true cold-heartedness and become a true powerhouse!
Chu Qianli must die!