The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

Whether it is healing Prince Jingxuan or facing Concubine Sheng's request, for Sheng Junwei, these are not responsibilities she is willing to take on.

The reason why she agreed to treat Prince Jingxuan was simply because his injuries were beyond common sense and shocking.

Deep down, she actually just wanted to get his condition back to the state it was in after her initial treatment, so that he could be paralyzed again and no longer be a nuisance in her life.

In her view, this was a delicate balance, a kind of justice allowed by heaven.

If King Jingxuan died or was left with irreversible sequelae due to the aggravation of his injuries, the Heavenly Dao would probably judge her as having committed malicious harm.

Although she believed she could bear the consequences that would follow, she was unwilling to pay such a price for someone who didn't deserve it.

As for the matter of Concubine Sheng, she was even more unwilling to do it.

It was a complicated tangle, an emotional turmoil that was difficult to sort out.

As for the Glass Palace, it is a place full of secrets and unknowns. Its story, like a flower that blooms quietly at night, is about to unfold slowly before everyone's eyes...

When Concubine Sheng learned that Sheng Junwei had escaped from the capital under the cover of night, she was instantly filled with rage. The exquisite porcelain in the hall instantly became the victim of her anger, with fragments flying everywhere, just like her broken mood.

"Despicable! So despicable! She definitely did this on purpose!"

She gritted her teeth, anger almost bursting through her throat.

Nanny Su hurried forward and tried to calm her down, "Your Majesty, please calm down. It's not good for the child if you get angry."

Concubine Sheng sneered, her eyes full of disdain, "They are just some external things. What does her good or bad have to do with me?"

However, it seemed that even she herself could not be completely convinced by these words.

Several months ago, she had invited a famous gynecologist in the capital to confirm that the fetus in her belly was definitely a boy. This news made her ecstatic.

Unexpectedly, starting yesterday, the abdomen suddenly became unbearable. When the famous doctor diagnosed her again, he looked serious and overturned his previous statement, saying that the previous judgment was wrong and that there was actually a baby girl in the belly.

At that moment, his hand that was taking the pulse suddenly stopped, his face suddenly changed, and he murmured, "How is it possible?"

That face, as pale as paper, was like a piece of ice, piercing straight into Concubine Sheng's heart.

After further questioning, the truth gradually surfaced.

It turned out that the baby in the belly was different from others, with both male and female physical characteristics. This phenomenon was called "hermaphrodite" among the people and was regarded as an alien.

This discovery was like a bolt from the blue, causing Concubine Sheng to completely collapse.

And just this morning, she received another shocking news - Sheng Junwei returned to the capital unharmed, but the eunuch she sent out to find the Taoist priest died unexpectedly.

All the clues are connected together, and everything seems to have an answer.

It must be that the Taoist priest failed to take revenge and was instead plotted against. Because he was afraid of Sheng Junwei's methods, he did not dare to cause trouble for her directly, so he turned to me.

Thinking about how dark and painful her future life would be if she really gave birth to such a "freak", she decided to urgently recall Sheng Junwei.

In fact, when there was still a glimmer of hope on the horizon, she had already sent her confidants to the Prime Minister's Mansion, hoping to intercept Sheng Junwei before she left Beijing.

But the feedback I received was like a cold shower, as I learned that Sheng Junwei had already left.

Just when she was immersed in the abyss of despair, things took a turn for the better. Someone told her that Sheng Junwei had quietly entered the palace.

Although she immediately sent people to intercept, she was still a step too slow.

At this moment, she felt an unprecedented strange feeling in her abdomen, like some kind of ominous omen, which made her feel frightened and she fell into deep panic, as if a storm was about to come.

On the other side, Sheng Junwei was completely unaware of the ripples in Concubine Sheng's heart. She jumped onto the horse's back with a nimble posture and squeezed her legs lightly. The originally ordinary mount seemed to be endowed with the power of a spiritual beast. As the warm spiritual power flowing through her body slowly seeped into the horse's bones and muscles, the horse's four hooves flew, as if riding the wind, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers in one day, and still did not show the slightest sign of fatigue.

As the last rays of sunset gradually disappeared into the sky, Sheng Junwei finally arrived at a small town just a stone's throw away from Nanping Village.

Standing in the center of the town, she straightened her back, her eyes penetrating through the layers of twilight, fixed firmly on the southwest direction, with an indescribable heaviness and uneasiness condensed between her brows.

That invisible yet powerful murderous aura seemed to be able to travel through space, resonating with the worries in her heart, making the air in the entire town seem unusually solemn.

Han Yue'er and the others seemed to be setting off with the morning light. Sheng Junwei prayed silently in her heart, hoping that Gu Weiyi did not have a magic weapon that could move quickly and had not yet arrived at Nanping Village.

Because she knew very well that once Gu Weiyi was injured, those evil creatures lurking in the dark and greedily devouring the blood containing spiritual power would gain immeasurable power growth.

By then, even with Sheng Junwei's strength, it would be very difficult to deal with.

Unfortunately, fate did not seem to favor her belated wish, and everything was set in stone.

If she had not been urgently summoned to the palace by the Queen Mother in the morning, she would have had the opportunity to arrive at Nanping Village before Han Yue'er and her group and uncover the dusty secret.

But now, due to the delay of court affairs, under the cover of night, Han Yueer, Gu Weiyi, Fan Ruoxuan, Yang Shengming and Pei Yu were already standing at the entrance of Nanping Village, their figures looming in the dim light.

The night was as dark as ink. The group groped their way forward relying on the faint light. At the distant entrance to the village, three large characters were written in bright red paint on two huge wooden doors - Nanping Village. Even in this deep night, these characters were still clearly visible, as if issuing a warning in the darkness, and were distinguishable even from a mile away.

Han Yue'er followed Gu Weiyi closely, while Pei Yu stood silently on the other side. His eyes were fixed on the door plaque, and with just one glance, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"It's getting late. Should we consider exploring again tomorrow?"

He suggested softly, bearing in mind Sheng Junwei's previous warning - this place was unpredictable, Gu Weiyi might face a bloody disaster, and any spill of blood would make the evil spirit in the village more rampant.

Han Yueer's excitement at the truth that was about to be revealed froze the moment Pei Yu finished speaking.

A look of determination flashed across her face: "If Master Du feels afraid, he can choose to withdraw freely."

For her, this is a rare opportunity to confront Sheng Junwei head-on, to reveal the truth, to eliminate the female ghost, and to win a reputation for herself through actual actions rather than empty talk.

She firmly believed that her wisdom and ability to act were far superior to Sheng Junwei's charlatan behavior that relied on hearsay.

For Han Yueer, Pei Yu's existence was originally an unexpected surprise.