The Villain is Reborn! Princess Zhan goes on a killing spree in the capital

The War King narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze shifted from Ji Xue to her fingers.

The girl's fingers were as delicate as scallions, and her nails were painted with gorgeous nail polish.

No.

Not like that.

Ji Xue's fingers are long and slender, and her nails are always clean and never painted with any nail polish. She once said that if anyone really saw makeup on her body one day, it would definitely be poisonous.

Ji Xue was born with wolves around her, so she had no interest in watching the flowers bloom. She never took pretty but useless things into consideration.

Ji Xue had once disliked the flower of the other shore that the War King had painted with fine lines to help her cover up her scars, as it was too flashy and would become a big problem for her to identify herself.

But she kept it.

Until he recognized me.

But the future that King Zhan thought they would have together is now gone.

The crow-feather-like black eyelashes drooped, casting shadows under the War King's eyes, making the cold eyes look even darker.

"stop!"

Ji Xue spoke, interrupting the War King's thoughts.

"Whatever you're thinking about, don't think about it now. Jun Wuzui, you don't think you're immortal, do you?!"

Ji Xue's attention had long since shifted from herself to the pulse under her fingers. The War King's pulse was worse than she had imagined.

In a hurry, Ji Xue directly called out the War King's name.

The War King's eyes suddenly turned cold, but when he saw Ji Xue's increasingly solemn expression, he pursed his thin lips into a straight line and said nothing in the end.

Outside the carriage, Mo Chuyi pricked up his ears.

Ji Xue was afraid that she couldn't feel the pulse accurately with one hand, so she changed her hand. After taking the pulse, she looked coldly at the War King.

The War King before her was wrapped in a thick fire fox cloak. She had always thought that his weakness was a bit of a feigned illness, but she had never expected that he was already at the end of his strength.

"Su Xiao..." Zhan Wang started to speak, but was interrupted by Ji Xue before he could finish.

"Shut up and talk when we get home."

Ji Xue closed her eyes as she spoke, not wanting to look at the thin and pale figure of the War King. She looked so confident that the War King forgot to remove his finger from his wrist.

Ji Xue took the opportunity to circulate the meridians in her body, with her empty right hand facing upwards, absorbing the vital energy between heaven and earth.

Although he was a little reluctant, he still passed the energy to the War King through his fingers while taking the pulse.

At the moment of transferring the vitality and spiritual power to the War King, a familiar scene suddenly passed before his eyes.

The wounds on her wrists were cut open one after another, and she resolutely turned her life around. She had helped that person in the same way before, just to fight against the heavens and snatch his life back from the clutches of the devil.

At that time, Ji Xue was extremely thin, but also extremely proud. She once stepped on the corpses on the ground to tell the man that his life would belong to her from now on.

The stubborn boy who hadn't cried out in pain even after having his bones and tendons reattached had once asked her, tears streaming down his face, if it hurt. He didn't want her wrist to have a scar, so he helped her tattoo the red spider lily on it, bit by bit.

Flowers bloom on the other side, and souls fall into the River of Forgetfulness.

He said that with this, they would not get separated even in Wangchuan.

How ridiculous, in the end he sent her to her death.

Obviously, she shouldn't send people to another place like this, but the way the War King summoned souls with blood last night softened Ji Xue's heart.

The pulse condition of the King of War shows that he has been vomiting blood in recent days and his heart meridians are damaged.

Words can lie, actions can lie, but pulses can't. Did the War King vomit blood yesterday because he saw her spirit? So, guessing Ji Xue was dead led to his subsequent actions?

Ji Xue couldn't figure it out.

The battle of Gu'an lasted a full year and a half, and Ji Xue, under the alias Lin Ajiao, approached the War King, but it was less than a year at most. In such a short time, Ji Xue had clearly deceived the War King, yet the War King could not forget her.

Is this reasonable?

Ji Xue and Zong Kui met at the age of five and joined hands to fight for survival in the Great Wilderness Mountains. Zong Kui escaped from the Great Wilderness Mountains when Ji Xue was ten. They were separated for five years, and five years later Zong Kui returned to the Great Wilderness Mountains to pick Ji Xue up.

By then, Zong Kui was already incredibly powerful in Nanqing. Ji Xue had stood shoulder to shoulder with him, and before the incident, she had never doubted Zong Kui. They had been together for nearly their entire lives, but Zong Kui deceived her and led to her tragic death. Ji Xue would never forgive him and would seek revenge.

Why is War King different?

Ji Xue thought about it, and her wrist retracted under her fingers. The cold voice of the War King came to her ears: "We're here."

Ji Xue opened her eyes, and sure enough, without contact with the War King, the circulation of her meridians and her spiritual power stagnated again.

Get off the carriage.

As expected, they were already at the gate of Prince Zhan's mansion, but Ji Xue stopped and said, "Prince Zhan, you are of noble status, but have you considered making proper arrangements for Ji Xue to be admitted to your mansion?"

Ugly words always have to be said first.

Especially now, Ji Xue is determined to win against the Battle King.

No, not the War King, but the identity of the War King's Consort. She needed this identity to properly approach the War King.

"Miss Su's courtyard has been prepared in Prince Zhan's mansion long ago, with everything needed." Mo Chuyi said.

"This is not what I want." Ji Xue shook her head.

"I promise you the position of Princess Zhan." Prince Zhan already understood Ji Xue's intention. His eyes were cold and indifferent. "I also promise that after my death, everything in the Prince Zhan's Palace will belong to you."

Ji Xue was slightly startled, then nodded slightly and walked up the doorstep: "Mo Chuyi, take me to see my residence first."

Gui Xiaocao quickly followed.

Mo Chuyi looked at the War King, who waved his hand, and then Mo Chuyi followed Ji Xue. This was the first time he had seen someone so rude to the War King, whether it was calling him "Jun Wuzui" in the carriage or ignoring the War King and entering the palace first.

He has a very bad temper.

"What is that?" Ji Xue pointed at an exquisite pavilion passing by. The architectural style did not look like the style of Prince Zhan's Palace at all.

The plaque on the pavilion is blank, as if it has not been inscribed yet.

"Miss Su, you are not the mistress of the mansion yet, so don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Mo Chuyi always felt that Ji Xue seemed a little familiar, and couldn't help but speak.

"You can always ask about the War King's health." Ji Xue's eyes turned and she changed the subject.

Mo Chuyi really became serious: "Go ahead."

"It's been more than half a year since the Gu'an battle, and the War King just returned yesterday. Has he ever—" Ji Xue took a deep breath: "been to Nanqing."

"Miss Su!" Mo Chu's voice suddenly turned cold, and the sword in his hand was already on Ji Xue's neck: "You are overstepping the line!"

Many people speculated about the War King's sudden resurrection, but no one asked the question as clearly as Ji Xue.

"General Mo!" Gui Xiaocao was startled and rushed forward.

"Breaking the rules?" Ji Xue's neck was pointed at by the sword tip, but there was no fear on her face. Her eyes were filled with seven parts of ridicule and three parts of disdain: "I thought it was the War Prince who was begging me. Is this the way to ask for favors in the War Prince's Mansion?!"

In fact, the moment she took the pulse of the War King, she already knew why the War King looked at Su Jixue so differently.

Jun Wuzui's body had become so corrupted.

"Miss Su is too self-righteous." Mo Chuyi's face was filled with gloom, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

"As the future Princess of Zhan, I think I have the qualifications to be so self-righteous in the Zhan Palace." Ji Xue raised her chin and responded bluntly.