Phoenix Cries Across the World: The Cold-Hearted Princess is Too Alluring

Outside the city, in the distance, inside the Qingyun Temple.

Master Qingyun was meditating in his meditation room when he sensed someone entering. He merely frowned slightly but remained silent.

At this moment, Mu Ziyuan didn't care about anything else and directly said, "Master, please save Yinge."

"You're in such a panic because of this?" Master Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, but his brows remained furrowed.

Mu Ziyuan nodded and admitted, "In my heart, music is more important than anything else."

"She's facing this calamity, and it's not appropriate for this old Taoist to interfere," said Master Qingyun.

Mu Ziyuan wanted to say something, but was stopped by the person in front of him: "It's not that Master is unwilling to help, it's just that you really can't interfere in other people's lives. She was destined to go through this, and Master had no choice. Do you remember what Master told you last time? She is definitely not someone to be underestimated!"

Qingyun spoke with a heavy heart. He knew from the first time he met Chu Yingge that such a woman would definitely not be just a princess in the future.

Just like the moment he met Mu Ziyuan, he knew that this child would definitely not be mediocre for the rest of his life.

Are golden scales just a thing in the pond? They transform into dragons when the storm strikes.

Both of them were like that.

Mu Ziyuan knew very well that his master was a highly accomplished person, and everything he said made sense. If it were someone else, he might have refuted them, but the person in front of him was his master. Once a teacher, always a father.

"Does Master know whether Yin Ge can survive this calamity?"

"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed." Master Qingyun looked inscrutable, then paused, "However, it can be said that this woman will face similar calamities in the future."

This sentence was like a reassurance to Mu Ziyuan. Wasn't it a clear statement that Chu Yinge was alright this time?

After all, only if we survive this time will we face future calamities.

"Thank you, Master. I will take my leave now."

Upon hearing that Chu Yingge was alright, Mu Ziyuan naturally didn't linger any longer and turned to leave Qingyun Temple.

Watching Mu Ziyuan's departing figure, Qingyun's face darkened. He did not approve of the two being together, but fate had brought them together, and he was powerless to change it.

Both of them were destined for great success, but their encounter led to countless trials and tribulations. Hopefully, they can persevere and eventually achieve a happy ending.

……

Night fell silently, and everything was eerily quiet.

The entire city of Kyoto seemed to have sensed this deathly silence in advance, losing its usual liveliness.

The Seventh Prince's mansion, in particular, was eerily quiet.

Inside the study, Mu Ziyuan stared at the mask placed on the table without saying a word.

Mu Zi stepped forward and nodded to Mu Ziyuan: "Your Highness, everything is ready. We've smoothed things over with the prison and dealt with all the spies around us. Now, we can proceed."

"Hmm." Mu Ziyuan didn't say anything more, picked up the mask placed on the table, and left the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

Silently, the figure flashed.

Inside the prison, the innermost cell was brightly lit, but there was no sign of life.

Mu Ziyuan opened the cell door, looked at the person lying on the bed, and felt a surge of anger.

What torture that must have been! His body was soaked in blood, and blood was still seeping out of the ground.

Lin Wan, you're really vicious.

Walking up to Chu Yinge, Mu Ziyuan took out the wound medicine he had prepared in his pocket, wanting to apply it to Chu Yinge, but found that he didn't know where to start.

Because there are too many wounds.

"How dare they? How dare they treat you like this!" Mu Ziyuan roared, his face contorted with rage.

He was trying his best to suppress his anger, but when he saw that Chu Yingge was not angry at all, all his rationality and composure went to hell.

He wouldn't even touch his woman, but now she's being treated like this. How can he swallow this insult?

"Is this your supposedly ingenious method? Is this your plan? It seems I trusted you far too much." Unsure if Chu Yinge could hear him, Mu Ziyuan said this anyway.

He believed the person in bed could handle things on their own, so he felt at ease. But he never expected to receive such an answer.

"You'd better be alright, otherwise..." Mu Ziyuan omitted the rest of his words, but the meaning behind them was all too clear.

Without wasting any more time, Mu Ziyuan took the wound medicine in his hand and gently unbuttoned Chu Yingge's clothes, revealing horrific wounds on her body.

The white flesh was rolled over, bloody and mangled, with obvious burn marks, and it had begun to rot.

Even with his composure, Mu Ziyuan couldn't control his rage in this situation: "I'm going to kill them!"

"Don't go." Chu Yingge reached out and grabbed Mu Ziyuan's sleeve, slowly opening her eyes.

She herself could hardly believe that she was still able to talk to Mu Ziyuan under such circumstances.

"If you go, won't everything I've done be for nothing?"

"Have you ever thought about me?" Mu Ziyuan's eyes were bloodshot, and there was moisture in the corners of his eyes.

The moment he saw the wound, all he could think about was tearing Lin Wan to pieces.

Chu Yingge's expression was indescribable, but she didn't loosen her grip on Mu Ziyuan's hand even slightly: "Trust me... I definitely will..."

"Is this how you make me believe you? Hmm?" Mu Ziyuan wasn't intentionally angry with Chu Yingge, but seeing Chu Yingge like this, Mu Ziyuan's heartache had made him lose all reason.

This was very different from Mu Ziyuan's usual behavior, which warmed Chu Yingge's heart.

Before he could say anything, Chu Yingge coughed up a mouthful of blood. Mu Ziyuan hurriedly squatted down and asked, "What happened? Why did you cough up blood?" His concerned words were tinged with helplessness, like a child's.

Chu Yingge smiled, and before she could speak, the wounds on her body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The chapped, fleshy tissue slowly healed, returning to its original state, with smooth skin as if nothing had ever happened.

Aside from the blood-stained clothes proving that Chu Yingge had just returned from the brink of death, there was no other explanation.

Chu Yingge was surprised, and so was Mu Ziyuan; this was completely beyond their comprehension.

Chu Yingge raised her hand, looking at her smooth, jade-like skin, her eyes filled with doubt as she looked at Mu Ziyuan.

"you……"

"Don't ask me, I don't know either." Mu Ziyuan shook his head, his shock completely overwhelming his anger.

He had never seen anything so strange and unusual in his entire life.

However, these are not the main concerns.

"Try moving around and see if there's anything else that feels uncomfortable in your body?"

"Oh, okay." Chu Yingge got dressed, got off the bed, and stretched her whole body. She didn't feel any pain.

"It seems like there's nothing wrong."

"That's good." Mu Ziyuan could finally relax.