Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 556

Fu Shi Yan: "The summit of Mount Naihe."

Mount Naihe is the headquarters of the "Naihe" assassin organization. It is said to be extremely dangerous and mysterious, with layers of guards and traps everywhere. It is a place that is more difficult to enter than the imperial palace, and once you enter, you can forget about escaping.

No wonder Fu Shi Yan dared to let her move around freely here. Even if she could leave this courtyard, she definitely wouldn't be able to get down Mount Naihe.

Fu Shiyan added water to the teapot and then looked at Shen Lingjun: "Madam Shen, you are from Beiyi, yet you came to Xiqi and disguised yourself to take the place of the Seventh Prince's consort? What is the reason for this?"

Shen Lingjun knew that his identity as a fraud was already known to him, but judging from his question, he probably didn't know that the current Seventh Prince Huo Jinghuai was also Mo Zhonggui in disguise.

Of course, she couldn't tell Fu Shiyan, so she only vaguely said, "It's just because we want to settle some personal grudges."

He quickly changed the subject, frowning as he asked, "Since you already have a way to suppress the toxicity of the Feather Poison, why did you bring me here?"

Fu Shi Yan had captured her once before in Bei Yi.

This person had always given her a complex feeling that she couldn't quite figure out. The two should have been enemies, but perhaps because she had saved his life back then, he was quite gentle and polite to her. In fact, back in Bei Yi, he had risked his own poisoning to save her.

In short, he gave her a very contradictory and subtle feeling, leaving her unsure of how to treat him.

Fu Shiyan said, "Although I have a way to suppress the poison, it is not a long-term solution. I still hope that Madam Shen can completely detoxify me."

Shen Lingjun said decisively, "Impossible, the Feather Poison I created is incurable."

Even if it were possible to cure her, she wouldn't give Fu Shiyan the antidote because of Mo Zhonggui.

Fu Shiyan calmly said, "Madam Shen, don't be so certain yet. After you see my method for suppressing the poison, it may give you some inspiration."

As he spoke, he put down his teacup and stood up.

"Madam Shen, please."

Fu Shiyan led Shen Lingjun to a mountain valley in Naihe Mountain.

Not a blade of grass grows here; the land is eerily charred black, and there are no buildings. All that can be seen in front of you is a large pit, about three zhang square.

When Shen Lingjun got closer and saw the huge pit, he almost vomited.

The pit was teeming with pink worms, like countless human fingers, wriggling and squeezing together at the bottom, a truly terrifying and disgusting sight.

Not far away, several "helpless" people brought over ten adults lined up in a row and pushed them all into the pit.

The ten men were all ragged and expressionless; they didn't struggle when they fell into the pit. Countless insects in the pit immediately swarmed over them, burying the ten men.

The chilling sound of chewing flesh and blood rang out in a dense, continuous stream. In just a moment, the pink worms turned a bright red, blood-like color, and scattered, revealing the stark white skeletons beneath.

Shen Lingjun had witnessed many bloody scenes, but at this moment her stomach was still churning.

Fu Shiyan said, "These are the Gu worms I raise to suppress the poison. They need to eat ten people a day, and it takes three days to raise a batch of adult worms for making medicine. They are only enough for me to consume for about half a month. In other words, if I want to survive, I have to kill at least twenty people every month, which is two hundred and forty people a year, and two thousand four hundred people in ten years."