Fearing being killed for his overwhelming merits, the empress decided to marry him.

Despite Qingxuan Daoist nun's repeated insistence that it was unnecessary, Jiang Yue still brought in a doctor to treat him at her insistence.

The doctor carefully took Qingxuan Daoist's pulse, then looked at her with a strange expression.

The nun Qingxuan's face gradually turned red, and she lowered her eyes and closed them, not daring to look directly at him.

"How is it? What illness has Sect Master Qingxuan contracted?"

Jiang Yue's voice rang out at just the right moment.

The doctor immediately stood up and bowed to Jiang Yue: "Reporting to the Heavenly Venerable, Daoist Qingxuan is experiencing morning sickness. If my diagnosis is correct, she has been pregnant for almost two months."

Upon hearing this, the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Tuoba Ying immediately took his leave: "Heavenly Venerable, I have important matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

After saying that, he left the palace.

Jiang Yue took a deep breath and stared intently at Daoist Qingxuan.

Meeting Jiang Yue's gaze, Qingxuan Daoist nun seemed to see Jiang Mengxuan as well, and quickly turned her face away, not daring to look.

After a long silence, Jiang Yue sighed softly and said, "Since Sect Master Qingxuan is pregnant, she should take good care of herself. We can discuss this matter another day. If there's nothing else, everyone can leave now."

After saying that, Jiang Yue got up and left the main hall.

Shen Lang also gave Qingxuan Daogu and Murong Wei a meaningful look, and then followed Jiang Yue away.

As soon as everyone left, Qingxuan Daoist immediately turned her gaze to Murong Wei, touched her belly and whispered, "Awei, this is your child."

Murong Wei's mind went blank, and he murmured, "My child? How is this possible? Stop talking nonsense."

Qingxuan Daoist nun bit her lower lip: "Have you forgotten? The day the Zixia Sect was attacked by the imperial court..."

"What about those few days when you led us, master and disciple, to escape the pursuing government troops, and Youwei returned to the Xuanyu Sect first?"

Murong Wei stared in disbelief: "You got pregnant so quickly? You didn't drink any contraceptive soup?"

It turns out that after escaping from Zhuque (Jiang Mengxuan) that day, the three of them headed north.

Because of Qingxuan Daogu's severe injuries, Chu Youwei had to go ahead to Xuanyu Sect to fetch reinforcements, leaving Qingxuan Daogu and Murong Wei alone during that time.

During this time, after Murong Wei set Qingxuan Daoist's bones, she collapsed into the man's arms in pain.

Thinking of her sect being destroyed and herself becoming a homeless dog, Daoist Qingxuan couldn't help but lie on Murong Wei's body and cry about all the hardships she had endured over the years.

Murong Wei tried to comfort her gently, but perhaps because he was really hungry, he suddenly became interested in the middle-aged woman in his arms.

So, with Qingxuan Daoist nun half-heartedly resisting, Murong Wei directly comforted her and led her to the bed...

After their lovemaking, Qingxuan Daoist temporarily set aside ethics and morality, and forgot about the troubles of her sect's destruction. She spent seven or eight days of blissful time with Murong Wei, until Chu Youwei returned with the disciples of Xuanyu Sect.

They thought it was just an accident, but unexpectedly, Daoist Qingxuan fell for it and became pregnant with Murong Wei's illegitimate child.

"Contraceptive soup?"

Upon hearing this, Qingxuan Daoist nun's expression immediately changed.

"Awei, this is your child!"

"Forget about it!" Murong Wei said, shaking his hand. "I advise you to get rid of the child right away. Don't even think about using this bastard to control Xiao Wang. Let me tell you, that's impossible!"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Qingxuan immediately flew into a rage: "Murong Wei, are you even a man? You don't even acknowledge your own child?"

Murong Wei's eyes turned cold: "Old woman, stop your shrewish behavior. Look at yourself! Thinking about it now makes me want to vomit."

I, a descendant of the dignified royal family of the Great Yan, actually had a relationship with someone like you. Considering you're older than my grandmother...

I couldn't help but feel a wave of acid reflux. Look at you! Do you even deserve to bear a child of the Murong family? I advise you to get an abortion right away.

I'll give you a sum of money so you can live a carefree life for the rest of your days. Otherwise, if you want to have children, then go ahead, but I won't take responsibility.

Upon hearing this, Qingxuan Daoist nun trembled with anger: "You beast, Murong Wei, how dare you call yourself a member of the Great Yan royal family?"

Do you really think I don't know about your seduction of a married woman and your affair with my apprentice's wife? I just haven't brought it up yet.

If news of your affair were to reach the Great Yan, would you still be qualified to contend for the throne?

"Old man, do you think you can control me by saying that?" Murong Wei said coldly, "What's wrong with a prince of the dignified Murong family playing with a few women?"

My Great Yan is not like your Great Chu. You have so many formalities. So what if we, the royal family members, sleep with the women we fancy?

Let me tell you, don't give me that dramatic, life-or-death act. As for your apprentice's wife, that's just her own promiscuous nature; she couldn't resist temptation. What does she have to do with Xiao Wang?

"To be honest, none of you masters and disciples from the Zixia Sect are any good. I really regret betting my money on you and cooperating with you!"

Then, with a look of disgust, he said, "You're so old and still so shameless. Don't you even remember how wanton you were that day?"

You and your master are birds of a feather; like father, like son. Neither of you are good people.

Qingxuan Daoist nun's eyes were bloodshot: "Murong Wei, are you really planning to shirk your responsibilities?"

"Get the hell out of here! Your apprentice's wife, that beauty, isn't even worthy of bearing my child."

Why should you, an old and ugly thing, be qualified? Pah, what bad luck!

"Get out of here right now, the farther the better. Just looking at your face makes me feel fucking disgusted."

Murong Wei spat directly onto Qingxuan Daoist's face, ignoring her murderous glare, and turned to walk out of the hall.

puff-

The moment Murong Wei stepped out of the palace gate, a sharp blade pierced through his chest from behind.

"Uh……"

Murong Wei groaned and turned around with difficulty, unable to believe his eyes.

What met her was the ghostly face of the Daoist nun Qingxuan.

"you."

puff-

Before he could speak, Qingxuan Daoist nun thrust her sword even deeper.

"Hoo, hoo-"

Feeling the difficulty in breathing, Murong Wei felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and he slowly collapsed to the ground, beginning to gasp for breath.

"Murong Wei, you beast, you've ruined my reputation in my later years."

"Without you, how could the Zixia Sect have fallen to such a state?"

"Now you still want to shirk responsibility? You deserve to die, you deserve to die—"

The Daoist nun Qingxuan, in a state of madness, suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed Murong Wei repeatedly.

Murong Wei coughed up a mouthful of blood and raised his hand to stop the crazed woman in front of him.

Unfortunately, his arm, which had just been slightly raised, fell limply to the ground.

"Hahahaha, I have nothing left, hahahaha..."

Upon confirming that Murong Wei was dead, the Daoist nun Qingxuan also went insane, laughing wildly while stabbing the corpse.

"Hahaha, I am the Sect Master of the Purple Cloud Sect, and the master of the current Empress of Great Chu, hahaha, hahaha..."

After her burst of laughter, her eyes turned cold instantly.

"It's all gone, everything's gone. What's the point of my life anymore? Hahahaha..."

She forcefully pulled the sword that was stuck in Murong Wei's corpse, and then slashed it across her own neck.

Blood flowed down the sword and onto the ground like water.

With a crisp sound of metal hitting the ground, Qingxuan Daoist nun collapsed beside Murong Wei.

After everything was over, Jiang Yue and Shen Lang slowly stepped out from behind the screen in the hall.

"Alas, Master."

Looking at the scene before her, Jiang Yue closed her eyes and gently shook her head.

"Xuan'er, please accept my condolences."

Shen Lang knew what she was thinking and whispered a word of advice.

Jiang Mengxuan took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and asked, "Ah Lang, how much longer?"

Shen Lang: "It's almost time. The biggest hidden danger in Blackwater City has been completely eliminated. Now, it's time to close the net."