Yun Sisi was stunned, raising her hand to cover her cheek…
She stared blankly at Yun Ye, murmuring, “Father… you hit me?!”
“Come back to the demon clan with me, quietly!” Yun Ye’s voice was cold and unyielding.
“Why?!” Yun Sisi suddenly screamed hysterically.
“I’m your daughter! Your only daughter! Why won’t you help me but instead side with that bitch Yun Qingxue? How can you face my mother like this?
Or… has that bitch bewitched you too, Father…?”
“Silence! Wretch!” Yun Ye suddenly roared, his gaze icy as he looked at Yun Sisi.
With a swift motion, he grabbed her and snarled, “Raising a vile, narrow-minded creature like you is what truly shames Xue Chen the most!
From today onward, you will return to the Black Wind Cliff of the demon clan and reflect on your sins in seclusion! If you refuse to change, you will never leave that place again!”
Yun Sisi was utterly dumbfounded…
The Black Wind Cliff was where the demon realm imprisoned criminals. Her own father was sending her there!
“Father!” Yun Sisi wailed again. “If Mother knew you were treating me like this, she would be heartbroken!
Does Father hate me now? Does he no longer love my mother?”
“Hmph!” Yun Ye scoffed. “No amount of pleading will help today. You will go to the Black Wind Cliff and repent!
When you’ve truly realized your mistakes, I will release you!”
With that, Yun Ye waved his hand, conjuring a barrier that trapped Yun Sisi inside.
He shrank the barrier, tucked it into his storage pouch, and flew away from Luoyun Mountain.
The midday sun cast a warm glow across the land, and a gentle breeze rustled through the mountain’s greenery.
Feng Zihuang, clad in flamboyant crimson robes, exuded an air of arrogance and charm.
His phoenix-like eyes shimmered with affection as he gazed at Yun Qingxue, who wore a light green dress. He extended a porcelain vial toward her.
“What is this?” Yun Qingxue didn’t immediately take it, merely asking out of curiosity.
“Nourishing Elixir.” Feng Zihuang smiled gently. “You’ve just recovered. This will help restore your vitality.”
“No need.” Yun Qingxue lowered her eyes faintly. “Elder Mo Su is highly skilled in alchemy. If I need any pills, I can simply ask her…”
“But this is my gesture. It’s nothing too extravagant…” Feng Zihuang’s expression dimmed slightly when she refused.
“Then, thank you.” Yun Qingxue took the vial from him, took a deep breath, and said, “I have matters to attend to. I’ll take my leave.”
“Qingxue!” Feng Zihuang suddenly grabbed her wrist. “Do you know how worried I was when you were poisoned and unconscious for half a month?
Luoyun Mountain needs to be thoroughly purged! Until we find the culprit, let Liuying stay by your side for protection.”
“No need.” A shadow flickered in Yun Qingxue’s eyes. She glanced at his grip on her wrist, irritation rising in her heart.
“I have Daise and the others to protect me. You’ve only brought Liuying with you—keep her by your side. I must go.”
She pulled her hand free and turned away.
Feng Zihuang watched her leave, a growing unease settling in his chest.
Ever since Yun Qingxue woke from her coma, her attitude toward him had turned cold!
Why did her eyes no longer hold that tender affection he once saw?
Had something gone wrong…?
Feng Zihuang frowned deeply and called out, “Liuying!”
The grass swayed as Liuying appeared before him.
“What are your orders, my lord?” she asked respectfully.
“That day, when I instructed you to administer something to the Flower Queen—did you succeed?”
“Yes!” Liuying nodded firmly. “That day in the Avian Clan, I escorted Her Majesty back to her chambers. Knowing she was wary, I first lit incense in the room to induce thirst.
When Lord Ziqu came to retrieve her, I slipped the substance into the tea I served her.
My lord, you saw her drink it yourself!”
Feng Zihuang waved his hand. He had indeed witnessed it.
And Yun Qingxue’s subsequent behavior confirmed she had ingested what he prepared.
If she had consumed it, there should have been no mishap—unless…
A thought flashed in his mind, but he dismissed it immediately.
—
Yun Qingxue returned to her quarters in a troubled state, unsure of what was happening to her.
Since waking from her coma, she no longer felt the same longing or heartbeat-skipping excitement when she saw Feng Zihuang.
Worse, all her old distrust and wariness toward him had resurfaced.
What was wrong with her? Was she so fickle in love?
Sitting before her dressing table, she sighed in frustration.
“Your Majesty seems troubled?” Mo Su, who had come to see her, overheard and couldn’t help asking.
“Yes… I suppose so.” Yun Qingxue lowered her gaze, her exquisite face tinged with melancholy.
Mo Su stepped inside, smiling warmly. “If Your Majesty doesn’t mind, I’d be happy to listen.”
“Elder Mo Su, what do you think of me?” Yun Qingxue suddenly asked seriously.
Mo Su was taken aback. “Your Majesty is peerless in beauty and talent…”
“Elder Mo Su,” Yun Qingxue chuckled wryly, “I’m not fishing for compliments.”
“I speak only the truth!” Mo Su smiled. “Your Majesty possesses the noblest lineage of our Flora Clan. Though circumstances have hindered your growth, now that the Locking Frost Poison has been lifted, we all believe you will soon rise as a true monarch!”
“That’s not what I meant…” Yun Qingxue sighed. “Do you think I’m… fickle in love?”
“Eh?” Mo Su was puzzled. “Why would Your Majesty ask that?”
“You know about Feng Zihuang and me, don’t you?” Yun Qingxue pressed.
Mo Su’s brow furrowed with concern. “I… have heard rumors.”
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