Chapter 1325: Chapter 1320: The Poor Little Thing Picked Up by Saint Ruan

This was vastly different from the gu corpses he had encountered before. Some were recently dead, while others looked… as though they were still alive.

Chu Yifeng clicked his tongue, “Truly deranged.”

And he thought he was a match for them.

But he had been told before that Chen Ruobai, this woman, hated men to the extreme. Chu Yihan had warned him not to think about facing off with this woman alone, lest he cause trouble.

This time, he didn’t quite believe in the evil, relying on his own face as ugly as the gu corpses, he swaggered directly into Chen Ruobai’s chamber.

Chen Ruobai was discussing with Xin Yi how to deal with Rong Sheng.

Xin Yi had not yet recovered, and each breath she took carried the heaviness of her injuries, “Princess, do you suspect that our failure this time was because Rong Sheng tipped off the enemy? But she has never left Qiongzhou City, nor does she know martial arts—she can’t communicate with the outside world.”

Rong Sheng had initially put Chen Ruobai at ease on this matter, although they still didn’t know how the gu corpses had been discovered by Chu Yihan.

Chen Ruobai’s voice had an inherently seductive quality, “Rong Sheng is different from us; she’s a modern person. The other day I didn’t let her see the hot air balloon, fearing she would replicate it, but her medical skills are unparalleled. In the Nine Continents, aside from her teacher, only she and Su Yingxue can perform surgeries, and Su Yingxue is not yet at our disposal.”

That’s why she had spared Rong Sheng, cherishing her talent, but regretfully, it seemed Rong Sheng was not grateful for her pity and had betrayed her!

“However, Princess, if we continue to keep Rong Sheng locked up, without water or food, I fear she will starve to death.”

Xin Yi reminded her.

Chen Ruobai’s eyes were deep, her voice charmingly sweet, “No hurry, I will see her again tomorrow.”

Chu Yifeng especially wanted to kill these two women right now, but unfortunately, there were too many gu corpses scattered inside and outside the Qiongzhou Prefecture. If he killed them, he couldn’t escape, and this Chen Ruobai had many sinister tricks up her sleeve. Her chamber was set with a gu poison formation, making it difficult for anyone to make a move.

Chu Yifeng stood outside the chamber’s door and snorted coldly; he decided to first find the place where Rong Sheng was imprisoned.

Since he was wearing the face of a gu corpse, he stumbled to Rong Sheng’s door. Even the guards, upon seeing him, didn’t suspect and let their guard down, allowing Chu Yifeng to knock them out and push open the door.

His movements were so light that those without martial arts couldn’t detect someone had come in.

But then a woman’s icy voice came from the room, “Chu Yifeng?”

Chu Yifeng was slightly stunned, his brows furrowing deeply, “What ties do you have with Your Highness, woman?”

He had barely exhaled when she had detected him!

In the chamber, there was no candlelight, only strands of moonlight filtering through the window lattice, casting pale light on the pure black marble floor.

Rong Sheng sat upright on the bed. She had been denied food and water by Chen Ruobai for several days and was now somewhat weakened. Sensing Chu Yifeng’s dangerous approach, she had no strength to hide.

Yet when Chu Yifeng’s shoes appeared in the moonlight, she spoke coldly, “Don’t come any closer! Your aura is different from that of the gu corpses; you’ll easily be discovered.”

“Your Highness managed to infiltrate all this way without being detected, only you have discovered me!”

Chu Yifeng reached out, accurately finding Rong Sheng’s chin in the darkness and forcing her to look up at him, “What past do you have with Your Highness, woman? Clearly, you recognize Your Highness, but I have no recollection of you, hmm?”

If she was familiar with him to this extent, either they had a deep connection, or he was sick!

Rong Sheng had been starved of food and water for days, her heart untouched by turmoil, but as Chu Yifeng grasped her chin, her heart fluttered.

She steadied her own spirit firmly, “If we knew each other in the past, but no longer do now, what’s the point of probing? Why are you here?”

“Speaking so lightly?” Chu Yifeng always felt that although this woman was beautiful, she was cold, unfeeling, and rather annoying.

He threw Rong Sheng aside and said coldly, “Chu Yihan sent Your Highness to see if you’re still alive. He said if you are, you have to be prepared to play the role of this spy.”

Rong Sheng didn’t look like a spy at all. What kind of spy can’t even clean themselves properly and gets thrown here to starve and wait for death?

Rong Sheng looked down and coughed heavily, “I have my measures.”

Although she had never deceived anyone, this time she had to infiltrate Chen Ruobai’s side. Otherwise, people outside wouldn’t understand her and couldn’t eliminate her!

The forces behind Chen Ruobai were too secretive and too huge!

Even now, she had no clue how Chen Ruobai managed to create hot air balloons!

Chu Yifeng tossed the water and food he had brought over to Rong Sheng, “Preserve your strength. That perverted princess will come to see you tomorrow. You’ll have one chance to prove your ‘loyalty’ to her in front of her.”

Holding the water skin he threw to her, Rong Sheng asked in a hoarse voice, “What chance?”

“If Your Highness is not mistaken, she will certainly command you to harm someone. When the time comes, use whatever skills you have. Just satisfy her, and that’s enough,” Chu Yifeng said with a cold and slightly mocking tone.

Rong Sheng looked at his silhouette in the darkness, her expression somewhat complex, “I won’t help her hurt people.”

——————

Huaiyang County, by the Luo River.

A fire blazed brightly as a flamboyantly dressed man leaned against the thick trunk of a tree, deep in sweet dreams—suddenly—

“Wah—wah—wah—!”

The intermittent cries of a child woke Saint Ruan from his dreams, just as he was about to consummate with the woman he dreamed of. Now he was rudely awakened, and he grudgingly got up, picking up the child angrily, “You little stinker! Waking me up again! Waking me up! Go die, you!”

“Wuu… wuu wuu.”

The child’s crying weakened, sounding utterly pitiful as if it might stop breathing at any moment.

Saint Ruan bit his teeth, put the child down, and threw him on the ground. Seeing his red, pitiable face, he sighed with a soft heart, “You stinky thing!”

It was infuriating!

He killed him initially on a whim after finding such a treasure next to two dead people, and seeing he was still barely breathing, he revived him.

But did he have to be so clingy?

No matter where he was left, he would cry as if his heart was breaking.

As a poison doctor, Saint Ruan had healed people with his own hands and couldn’t just watch them die again, especially a little turnip head like this one, who looked only a few months old, orphaned and malnourished.

It was quite pitiful.

Wrapped in his swaddle, Ningning made wuu wuu wuu sounds, his eyes red and swollen from crying, and he looked pitifully at Saint Ruan while biting his little finger.

Saint Ruan’s teeth itched with frustration and his heart softened. He took out a small sheepskin pouch from his bosom and fed the lamb’s milk to him. After feeding, he still held the little guy and patted him, talking to himself, “You stinker, why are you so pitiful? We can’t find your parents, and it seems you were targeted for revenge. As for those two servants of yours, I did my best. They weren’t as lucky as you, just dead like that. You, oh you, will just have to roam with me from now on.”

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