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

Ji Xue stood at the door of King Zhan's study, looking at the defenses there.

There were two guards standing guard outside the study courtyard, and secret guards were hiding in the treetops on the left side of the study, on the side of the study roof, and in the bamboo forest behind the study.

The defense is a bit tight.

Ji Xue floated around the study. It was impossible to break in here without alerting the guards. Therefore, she needed the owner's permission.

Ji Xue glanced out the window at the War King who was leaning on a chair and reading various reports. His moon-white robe made him look even more elegant and handsome, but his narrow and icy eyes with drooping corners gave him an aura of coldness that kept people at a distance.

It's a bit difficult to get this person to agree.

She wanted to go to the secret room and read the book "Soul Art".

Ji Xue hated this uncontrollable situation. She was always losing her soul for unknown reasons. In this state, she couldn't even lead a normal life. How could she seek revenge on Zong Kui?

She floated to the place where the War King opened the secret passage last night, and was trying to figure out how to get into the secret room. But with just a change of mind, Ji Xue actually came directly into the secret room.

The ventilation here is very good, so the eternal lamp burns continuously.

Ji Xue looked at the "Soul Art" that had been thrown on the table by the War King with envy. She wanted to see it, wanted to see it, wanted to see it.

Blowing, fanning... Finally, Ji Xue jumped onto the table and jumped around.

But there was not even a breath of wind in the quiet room.

"Soul Art" lay quietly on the table, the pages closed and motionless.

I want to cry without tears.

Ji Xue returned to the study with a face full of resentment, sat down on the Zhan Wang's desk, and just stared at him straight.

The War King reviewed the report with a red brush, his eyes focused. His raven-feather black eyelashes were long and thick, outlining his sharp, hidden pupils like ink lines.

Ji Xue hung her feet in the air and kicked and stomped in front of her.

Can't he see her? Look here!

Why read the report in broad daylight? Go to the secret room and summon spirits, it will be so much fun!

You are innocent, you are innocent, you are innocent!

no response.

Ji Xue simply floated behind Zhan Wang, blew gently on the back of his neck, and put her lips behind his ear: "Don't you want to see Ji Xue? I'm right here, your heart is not sincere!"

The low voice was sweet and winding, revealing a sense of exasperated malice.

The War King's ears moved slightly, as if he sensed something.

Ji Xue's eyes lit up.

Then, footsteps were heard outside, and they stopped at the door of the study: "Master, the body of Qingtuan has been brought back. What should we do with it?"

Ji Xue, who was wrapping her arms around the War King's neck from behind and preparing to continue causing trouble, was stunned. Then she remembered that she seemed to have forgotten about the aftermath of Qingtuan.

"Bury it." The War King said indifferently without raising his eyelids.

"Yes." The person outside left.

Buried?!

Ji Xue stood up straight suddenly and rushed to stop him.

No! You can't bury him! Qingtuan isn't dead yet!

But she couldn't even fly more than ten feet away from the War King, and could only watch the guard take the order and leave.

"Jun Wuzui! Get up quickly, Qingtuan is still alive!" Ji Xue turned around and shouted to the King of War anxiously.

Indifferent.

He couldn't hear at all.

"I am Su Jixue, I am Su Jixue." Ji Xue began to repeat this "spell" which was a little ineffective.

no change.

She was still in the War King's study.

How to do?

Ji Xue's mind raced in anxiety, and she suddenly recalled the scene from her last resurrection. She walked over to the War King and placed the red spider lily on his wrist directly on the scabby wound. In her heart, she shouted the words that Gui Xiaocao had called her, "Su Jixue, wake up!"

The War King felt a slight numbness in his wrist and frowned, feeling as if something flashed by him.

call out--

Su Jixue, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. She was really back.

"Miss, you are finally awake!" Gui Xiaocao's worried expression came into view.

Outside the house, Mo Chuyi was asking the imperial physician about Su Jixue's condition. When he heard the voice from the inner room, his expression relaxed.

"Hurry! Go find Qingtuan, she's not dead yet, don't let anyone bury her." Ji Xue didn't expect the body to be so weak. She just sat up, but her vision went dark and she fell back down.

She finished speaking hastily and weakly, and only then did she feel her whole body getting very hot.

"Miss, don't worry. Xiaocao will be there right away." Gui Xiaocao had just heard what the imperial physician said. He said that Miss Su had been in the water for too long and injured her body. She didn't rest well, so she had a rapid fever. The most important thing now was to stay in bed and recuperate.

With red eyes, she stood up and walked outside to ask Mo Chuyi: "General Mo, I wonder where Sister Qingtuan is now. The eldest lady said she is still alive..."

"Bring her here!" Ji Xue supported herself and shouted to the outside, and her head felt like it exploded after she shouted.

Mo Chuyi sent the imperial physician away and hurried out to make arrangements.

Ji Xue took her pulse and found it weak, too weak. Even if she spent so much time and effort on bathing in herbs to cleanse her marrow and strengthen her tendons, her pulse would still be weaker than a normal person.

No wonder she couldn't retain the leaked spiritual power. Her body was like a sieve and couldn't carry too much energy.

But this is Ji Xue's current body.

Could it be that the reason why she keeps losing her soul is that her weak body cannot bear the overly powerful soul?

Have to think of a way.

*

At this time, Shen had already returned to her parents' home - the Shen family of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

Shen's father was Shen Chong, the Minister of Revenue, and her mother was Zhuang Baozhu, the only daughter of Zhuang Wencai, the Left Prime Minister and tutor to two generations of emperors. Shen was the eldest daughter of the Shen family, and she had a younger sister, Shen Miao, who married Mude, the uncle of Cheng'en.

Initially, Shen hadn't told her mother, Zhuang, about the exchange of Su Mingyue. Zhuang only discovered three years ago that her granddaughter had been mistakenly taken away. Coming from a family of scholars, Zhuang had always disliked Su Jixue's spoiled nature. After Su Mingyue was brought back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhuang became even more partial to her granddaughter, who had been away from her since childhood.

This time, Shen had told Zhuang everything. Zhuang asked someone to pass a note to the Wucheng Bingmasi, but Su Mo didn't buy it at all.

At this time, Shen's mother and daughter had sent the maids and old women away, and were frowning as they thought of a solution.

"Why didn't you tell me such a big thing earlier? If you had told me earlier, we could have gone to warn my son-in-law earlier." Zhuang poked her daughter's forehead. How could she not inform her family about the daughter-in-law swap?

Back then, Su Jian was just a minor champion. Even if he had been a top three scholar, his background wouldn't have been enough to distinguish him in the vast capital. But now, Su Jian has grown into a mature man, and is the old man's chosen successor.

"If it weren't for the fact that with Brother Ce around, a girl wouldn't be able to cause any trouble." Shen lowered her voice. "Besides, this matter is related to that woman from Nanqing. You should know how many prominent figures in Dongchu were humiliated by her back then."

"So whose child is that?" Zhuang couldn't help but frown, thinking about the political situation in Nanqing sixteen years ago. She really didn't expect that Su Jixue was actually brought back by Su Jian from Nanqing.

"Maybe it's Ji Xue's own child. She couldn't raise it so she asked her husband to take it back. Otherwise, why would she give it this name?" Shen gritted her teeth.