The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

"S-Sir...Sir, please spare my life"

Lu Xian spoke haltingly, backing away while waving his whisk and reciting the incantation silently.

He had to escape! He had to escape! If he didn't escape, he would die here.

Luo Wei's twisted figure looked particularly ferocious in the moonlight. He saw Lu Xian's thoughts and raised a hand with difficulty: "You ruined my good deeds and hurt me. You want to escape?"

He slowly raised his hand, and a ball of dark green flame condensed in his palm. Countless distorted human faces could be vaguely seen in the flame, emitting shrill wails.

Lu Xian's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart nearly jumped out of his chest. He turned abruptly, swung his whisk, and opened the barrier.

However, the barrier opened right next to Yan Chuan.

How could Lu Xian care so much? The moment he saw the barrier open, he rushed in with all his might, like a drowning man grabbing at the last straw.

His steps staggered, his Taoist robe rustled in the wind, and he almost fell into the barrier.

Just when he was about to completely sink into the barrier, his foot tripped over Yan Chuan's hanging arm, and the two of them fell into the twisted space together.

"Do not!!!"

Luo Wei's roar resonated like thunder. He swung his palm fiercely, and the dark green flame shot out like an arrow, heading straight for the barrier. However, before the flames even touched the barrier, the crack closed as if it had never existed.

-

When Lu Xian fell out of the barrier, he fell heavily on the carpet in the private room of Zuixianlou.

He got up in a panic, his robe covered in blood and dust, and his whisk was nowhere to be found.

The room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and on the table was half a pot of wine from last night, with cups and glasses in a mess.

He was breathing heavily and looking around the room, only then he noticed that there was a person lying at his feet.

Lu Xian frowned. He only knew that Luo Wei needed the blood of the royal heir, but he didn't know who the person who needed to be nourished by the royal heir's blood was.

He originally wanted to rely on Luo Wei to break through his cultivation, but Shen Yun secretly swapped his blood with him and he almost lost his life.

As for the claim of changing the fortune of Canglan Kingdom, it was just a lie he used to deceive His Majesty the Yun Kingdom.

Now, he has offended Luo Wei and cannot explain to the emperor. He is caught in a dilemma.

He stumbled to the window and pushed open the carved wooden casement. Outside, the sky was gray, a hint of paleness in the east. A cool breeze, wrapped in the scent of morning dew, blew across his face. Lu Xian took a deep breath, knowing that daylight would soon be full. If he didn't leave now, it would be too late.

He glanced back at Yan Chuan lying on the ground. The young man was covered in wounds and breathing weakly. But he had no pity in his heart. Instead, he raised his foot and kicked Yan Chuan hard, muttering, "Bad luck!"

Afterwards, he straightened his disheveled Taoist robe, took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms, pinched his fingers and chanted an incantation, his figure gradually blurred, and turned into a wisp of green smoke that floated out of the window.

Yan Chuan was the only one left in the room, lying alone on the floor. The morning light from outside shone through the carved wooden window onto his face, casting a pale shadow.

Around noon, Yan Chuan slowly awoke from the floor. His eyelids felt heavy, as if a thousand-pound rock was pressing down on them. When he managed to open them, his vision was blurry, as if through a layer of mist. His mind was in a state of confusion, and memories, like torn pieces of paper, drifted scattered through the depths of his consciousness.

But he had no idea how he suddenly ended up lying here. He just felt pain all over his body.

He held his forehead, wondering which concubine must have done this. But which...

He struggled to stand up, his palms touching the cold floor, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Looking around, I found the room's decor unfamiliar yet luxurious, with carved wooden windows, delicate screens, and landscape paintings hanging on the walls...

This was not the Yihongyuan where he often stayed, but more like a restaurant.

I felt hungry, but even though I didn't know where I was, I decided to go downstairs and find some food to fill my stomach.

He slowly stood up, holding onto the wall. His legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and he staggered towards the door.

-

Jiang Yingxue combed her hair into a long, side-parted bun in front of the mirror, inserting two silver-threaded hairpins diagonally. She wore a moon-white gauze dress over a lilac-colored brocade skirt, and the rings and pendants at her waist tinkled softly with her steps, making a particularly crisp sound as she walked along the palace path.

When Shen Yun met her, she happened to be on her way to find Shen Yun.

"Brother Crown Prince, I don't want to stay in the palace today. I want to go find Master and the others."

When Shen Yun stopped, the bird-scare bells in the corridor rang.

His eyes swept over the trembling pearls in the girl's hair, and he lowered his voice and said, "Well, at the dinner yesterday, I noticed that the king looked at you with a strange look in his eyes. Let me accompany you out of the palace today. It just so happens that today's itinerary also involves visiting the capital of Canglan Kingdom."

"it is good!"

"Then wait a moment, I'll go make some arrangements and come back."

As the carriage rumbled out of the palace gate, Jiang Yingxue quietly lifted the scarlet gauze curtain. Wisps of midday smoke were already rising from Zui Xiang Lou, and the copper bells hanging from the eaves of the three-story wooden building twirled in the wind.

Jiang Yingxue then remembered that her task completion progress was [99/100].

She was still one step away from calling out "husband", but now she had already left the palace and arrived at the restaurant, and there was no one from the palace around who needed to watch her act, so she really couldn't call out.

She held her forehead, her head aching for how to call him "husband." As soon as she entered the restaurant, she saw Chu Ying and the others sitting in the lobby near the stairs.

"Yingxue! We are here! Come here quickly!"

Jiang Yingxue looked up and walked over quickly.

Jiang Yingxue and Shen Yun sat over, and Wan Jinan immediately poured Shen Yun some tea: "Oh, Your Highness, I'm so sorry. The business of Zui Xiang Lou is so good that when we arrived, the private room was full, so we had to sit in the living room."

Shen Yun smiled faintly, his expression calm: "No problem."

As soon as the two sat down, Chu Ying came over impatiently: "By the way, Yingxue, did you get the power in the prophecy?"

Jiang Yingxue shook her head: "Not yet."

"Ah..." Chu Ying was immediately deflated, her brows slightly furrowed. "How can we get it then? I'm curious what kind of power is needed to deal with the demon king. If we don't get the power yet...how can we rescue our brother? I'm really worried that if we delay for too long, he might become possessed by the devil."

"Yes, we can't delay any longer..." Jiang Yingxue responded, then took a deep breath and looked at Shen Yun: "By the way, my husband——"

Shen Yun licked his lips nervously: "Now that we're out of the palace, was Yingxue calling me husband... an accident?"

"Oh, yeah, I'm still not used to it from yesterday's drill. Sorry..."

Jiang Yingxue shamelessly explained, while internally urging the system: [My mission is complete!]

System: [Ding! Mission completed. Unlocking the skill "Please Cherish This Fate." Would you like to use it now?]

Jiang Yingxue: [Now, immediately, use it! ]