The Princess Cannot Escape: The Cunning Prince Is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 89 The Most Poisonous Heart is a Woman's Heart

As her hands touched the cold, damp rock, Yin Quan's mind suddenly cleared. Although the dizziness and swelling in her head were still there, she was much more alert than before.

"Speaking of this matter, I must thank you. If those two old scoundrels hadn't insisted on forcing Gu Lounan to submit through peaceful means, how would I have had enough time to make arrangements and plans..."

Hearing Jiang Huan's suddenly cold and sharp tone, Yin Quan's mind went blank.

Damn it, a woman's heart is the most poisonous!

Could it be that she wants to...

"Of the four great manors, there is only one need for a manor lord, and that person will only be me!"

As Jiang Huan spoke, a scarlet light suddenly shot out from the depths of her eyes, hidden beneath her eyelashes. The vivid yet chilling color seemed to emerge from blood, tinged with a shockingly heavy stench, sharp and incomparable, instantly illuminating the darkness of the entire water prison and piercing straight into the heart.

The wind howled in her ears, and the sound of it lashing against the rock face grew increasingly intense. The hurricane swept across the rocks, creating a series of chilling scraping sounds, like countless sharp blades slicing through the rock layers, or perhaps a perfect echo of her wild and absurd words.

With her brows furrowed, Yin Quan felt her body alternate between hot and cold, her limbs began to feel weak and numb, and an extremely burning desire suddenly rose within her, almost scorching her internal organs in an instant.

Clutching her collar, she bit her lip and shook her head violently.

Your uncle's!

Could it be that this vicious old woman drugged me... with that kind of drug?!

Thinking of this, the heat surging through Yin Quan's body suddenly became more frantic and intense, causing pain to every pore on her body.

She needs to buy time... at least until the tide comes in...

At that time, she might have been confident that she could trap this perverted old woman inside...

With her mind racing, Yin Quan bit her tongue in pain, gripping the damp, cold ground tightly. Then she looked up at the increasingly blurry gray-white figure in front of her and suddenly smiled.

I think...maybe not!

"Heh... a greenhorn..." Jiang Huan sneered, glancing down at Yin Quan from her high position. Suddenly, she kicked Yin Quan in the chest, sending her flying high into the air and crashing into the rock wall.

A wave of excruciating pain surged through her chest and back, as if tearing at every nerve in her body, threatening to snap them. Yin Quan collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The desire that had been burning within her seemed to intensify in that instant.

It felt as if her body was being scorched by a raging fire, and the excruciating pain of her broken ribs was like a knife twisting in her heart, grinding against her body again and again, making even breathing extremely difficult.

Lying motionless on the chilling, damp ground, Yin Quan's mouth was filled with salty blood. She wanted to move, but her body wouldn't obey her commands.

Jiang Huan slowly approached her, her hands tucked inside her wide gray-white sleeves. She stepped on her chest with one foot, twisting it with her toes.

A chilling thud rang out from the center of Yin Quan's chest, and she suddenly chuckled.

She felt a surge of salty, metallic taste rising in her throat. Yin Quan clenched her teeth and tried her best to straighten her lips, but blood still seeped from the corners of her mouth.

Damn it! What a perverted old woman!

Is it fun to torture people?

Still laughing!

Laugh at your sister!

"I won't kill you." Jiang Huan chuckled softly as she withdrew her foot from her chest, then squatted down beside her, leaning closer to her pale face tinged with an ashen blue, and running her fingers over her icy, emotionless face.

When Jiang Huan's cold fingers touched her skin, even though Yin Quan was already frozen stiff and had lost all feeling, she still tensed up when she saw those slender fingers approaching her.

What a young face...

Being young is wonderful...

She was young once too. She was once infatuated with men, and even went crazy for them...

in the end!

Alone and with nothing!

Nothing at all!

No!

Anger surged and boiled through Jiang Huan's veins like a herd of thunderous horses, raising towering clouds of dust that rolled on endlessly.

The rather sharp, manicured nails stopped on Yin Quan's cold, stiff, pale face. Her brows furrowed, and her fingertips were about to apply pressure.

Seeing that her expression suddenly turned sinister and ferocious as she stared at him, Yin Quan was startled and couldn't help but wonder if she would impulsively disfigure him.

"If you disfigure me, it will only provoke Gu Lounan, giving the other two major lords an opportunity to target you! Once he's willing to fight you to the death, wouldn't that allow those two to reap the benefits?!"

Suddenly, a hoarse growl came from her ear, and Jiang Huan, who was slightly blinded by resentment and anger, stopped abruptly.

Staring at Yin Quan with suspicion, she narrowed her eyes and was about to remove her fingers from that cold, stiff skin when suddenly her wrists were gripped tightly by two hands!

With a series of sharp, metallic clanging sounds, Yin Quan used all her strength to dangle herself from Jiang Huan's wrist. The chain on the ring continued to climb and extend upwards onto her arm, like a venomous snake, its entire body radiating a cold, eerie green light.

He was terrified, but he was completely unable to move.

Having roamed the martial world for many years, she naturally knew how terrifying the thing wrapped around her arm was!

The more she tried to break free, the tighter the metal chains became. With a muffled thud, almost instantly, half of Jiang Huan's arm was severed by the hair-thin metal wire.

She let out a hysterical scream, kicked Yin Quan far away, knelt on one knee in front of her still twitching severed arm, her eyes almost bulging out of their sockets, looking terrifying.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and no one knows exactly how it happened.

The two burly men who came with Jiang Huan were also shocked and couldn't recover for a long time.

Spitting out a mouthful of black blood, Yin Quan chuckled softly, but her mind was a complete blank, and even her vision became blurred.

Xiahou Ying...

Why hasn't it arrived yet...?

She began to mutter mechanically to herself, and suddenly a rather infuriating face came to mind.

That bastard Gu Lounan! She knew that getting involved with him would never end well!

Her displeasure brought her back to some consciousness.

She stared intently at Jiang Huan, who wore a grey-white robe and had her hair meticulously combed but was covered in blood, and made no attempt to hide the corners of her lips curving into a smile.

She'll make that twisted old woman know the consequences of hurting and harming her...

If it weren't for her momentary hesitation, I wouldn't have had this opportunity.

However, her hesitation indicates that her covert plans are not as perfect as she had hoped.

While a woman who calculates everything meticulously is certainly frightening, she also possesses a fatal weakness.

If even the slightest flaw or imperfection is pointed out in something she has decided upon and planned, it will be absolutely intolerable to her and must be eliminated.

Yin Quan grasped this point precisely...

This obsessive-compulsive disorder is so severe; this weird old woman must be a Virgo.

The wind howled and crashed against the rock face, and you could almost hear the rustling sound of the wind swirling through the rocks.

Suddenly, at that moment, Jiang Huan, who had gone mad, roared again and lunged at her: "I'll kill you!"

In the firelight, at this moment, the crazed Jiang Huan looked exactly like a female corpse shrouded in a gray-white robe, with only a layer of flesh clinging to her bones.

As the crazed woman with bloodshot eyes and covered in blood rushed toward him, Yin Quan's eyes widened, but he was unable to move at all due to his fractured sternum!

Staring wide-eyed at the figure that had almost instantly appeared before her, she gasped, feeling as if her internal organs were about to be crushed by the air!

In a daze, he heard a sharp howl coming from the water prison. The black-clad guard who had just been struck by the Phoenix Blood Needle suddenly regained consciousness, but he was still willing but unable to do anything.

The Phoenix Blood Needle's poison was extremely potent. If he hadn't taken the antidote in time, he probably wouldn't have been able to suppress its ferocious effects with his internal energy alone.

Now, before the poison is completely dispelled, he cannot activate his internal energy. No matter what Jiang Huan wants to do, he can only let her do as she pleases and cannot stop her. Although he cannot stop her, he can still stall for a while.

Thinking this, the black-clad guard shouted, forcefully drawing the furious Jiang Huan's attention.

On the forest path, staring at the wildly growing weeds and bushes in front of him, Xiahou Ying squatted down, placed his palm on the ground, and stood up after a long while.

In late autumn, when everything should be withered, only here the grass and trees are lush and green, so it must not be far from Wanqing Valley.

Along the way, I encountered many martial arts figures who came to the gathering. Most of them were just ordinary people from all walks of life, but there were also some renowned swordsmiths.

Following behind Gu Lounan, Xiahou Ying kept her lips pursed and remained expressionless.

"I'm telling you, you're supposed to be my steward, but you always have such a cold face. You'll get caught sooner or later." Gu Lounan whispered in Xiahou Ying's ear, using his longsword to cut away the weeds blocking the way, offering a somewhat helpless but well-intentioned reminder.

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ying remained silent, only giving him a cold glance.

"Alright, alright, I won't force you..." After saying that, Gu Lounan silently chopped the grass, feeling somewhat depressed as he did so.

He's clearly the "butler," so why is it that I, the "master," am doing all the butler's work...?

I'm so depressed.

Just as he was feeling down, a carriage covered in red silk descended from the sky, with a girl holding a bright red lantern on each side of the carriage. Both girls were dressed in blood-red silk dresses, with their hair in double buns, and matching silk ribbons tied around their necks and arms. Each girl wore a bell adorned with gold thread on her wrist.

The carriage between the two girls was draped with a thin layer of red silk gauze, which shimmered with strange and ever-changing iridescent colors in the sunlight, as if it were covered with a layer of colorful clouds, making it more beautiful than anything in the mortal world.

Two young girls lifted the thin red veil covering the carriage to the left and right, revealing a woman seated inside with fair and delicate skin. The woman's hair was styled in a high bun, but only a bright red silk ribbon was woven into her smooth black hair, giving her a somewhat heroic appearance. However, her delicate and graceful face made her look charming and pitiful, not at all like a martial arts practitioner, but more like a young lady raised in a prestigious family.

The woman slowly rose from behind the thin red veil, each step she took causing a soft tinkling sound. She stopped only before Gu Lounan, a gentle smile playing on her soft, red lips, and bowed respectfully, saying, "Chu Fenghua of Qifeng Manor greets Young Master Gu..."

"Second Master, there's no need for such formalities! I dare not accept the title of Young Master. My father is ill, and I am his only son. I had no choice but to be persuaded by the elders of the manor to come here. In terms of talent and wisdom, Second Master is the true heroine of our time, unmatched by anyone." Gu Lounan responded with a smile, bowing slightly as well. His charmingly wicked face always held a warm, gentle smile, but his dark eyes held a restrained glint, as if he were looking at something that should not be there.