Feng Ling thought for a moment and asked the king, “Your Majesty, why do you wish to marry me?”
The king looked at her with his unfathomable eyes, making Feng Ling feel that her question was a little redundant.
Just as she thought that he wouldn’t answer, he said, “You’re the successor of the High Priest. I’m the king of the Kingdom of Phoenix Skies. Only you are worthy of being my queen.”
Feng Ling opened her mouth and said sulkily, “The daughter of a first-grade official is worthy too.”
The king pursed his lips and looked at her. He had wanted to marry her from the moment he saw her.
After a while, he asked, “Don’t you want to marry me?”
Feng Ling looked back at him, wondering if they would get into a fight if she nodded.
As if reading her mind, the king’s lips suddenly curled into a dazzling smile.
Feng Ling had to admit that the king was really one of the two most good-looking men she had ever seen (the other was, of course, her Yan).
He was handsome and charming. Coupled with his kingly aura, it was no wonder that Feng Lan wanted to replace her and marry him.
Before Feng Ling could answer, the king picked up his chopsticks and started eating breakfast.
Feng Ling could only sit over, pick up her chopsticks, and eat her breakfast with her head lowered.
However, she didn’t know that when she lowered her eyes, a sharp glint flashed across the king’s eyes.
Who had tricked away the heart of the queen whom he had carefully raised for more than ten years?
That person deserved to die!
After Feng Ling had eaten, the king said to her, “We didn’t catch the assassin last night. He probably didn’t enter the palace. I’ve already sent people to continue investigating.”
Feng Ling nodded and stood up to leave.
The king didn’t keep her.
After she left, he said to the air, “Go and investigate which man Little Ling’er has interacted with the most recently and which man she has met in private.”
There was a “Yes” in the air, then silence.
When Feng Ling walked out of the palace, she actually saw Feng Lan standing there.
Feng Lan’s face was a little pale and she looked like she had been seriously injured.
“Sister.” Feng Lan said to her with an aggrieved expression, “I was poisoned. That assassin poisoned me last night.”
Feng Ling lowered her eyes to hide the coldness in them. If that assassin hadn’t been her, she would have really believed her.
Since she wanted to lie to her, she could cooperate.
Feng Ling walked towards her. “Let me see. I’ll concoct the antidote for you.”
Feng Lan extended her arm for Feng Ling to see.
There was a bandage wrapped around it, but one could see that the blood on the bandage was dark blue. This color obviously showed that she was poisoned, and it was highly poisonous at that.
Feng Ling looked at Feng Lan. Since she was already practicing demonic techniques, poison was completely ineffective on her. Yet now, she was acting pitiful in front of her. This thought… Why didn’t she know that her younger sister was a green tea b*tch before?
Feng Ling reflected on it and felt that if she didn’t do anything, she would be letting down the trust she had placed in her all those years ago.
“Let’s go to my bedchamber. I’ll concoct an antidote for you.”
“Okay.”
The two of them went to Feng Ling’s bedchamber.
“Sister, wait for a while. I’ll concoct the antidote for you.”
After Feng Ling finished speaking, she called over a maidservant. “Serve Lan’er some tea and snacks.”
“Yes, Priestess.”
Feng Ling walked to her herbs refining room.
What Feng Lan had poisoned herself with was an especially domineering poison. The first symptom of this poison was that the blood would gradually turn dark blue, and then the entire body would be frozen. Based on what Feng Ling had seen in modern medicine, her muscles would gradually harden.
“Muscles would gradually harden.”
Feng Ling suddenly smiled when she thought of these words.
When Feng Ling came out of the refining room, Feng Lan’s face looked even paler than before.
Feng Ling handed the pill to her and said, “Take one every morning and night. After taking it for five days, the poison in you will be cured.
“Thank you, Sister.”
Feng Lan happily took the bottle of medicine and looked at her with her big eyes. “Sister, I want to hear you play the zither.”
“Take one first.”
“Okay.”
Feng Ling waited for her to take a pill before sitting down. She said seriously, “You need to rest properly after being poisoned. I was a little uneasy today. I’m worried that not only will my zither melody not cure you, but it will also worsen the spread of your poison throughout your body. This way, the antidote I gave you won’t be effective.”
“Sister, are you worried about the Grand General’s safety?”
Feng Ling really didn’t understand why Feng Lan would implicate the Grand General for no reason.
However, she still nodded. This reason was the most convincing.
Feng Lan lowered her eyes and thought for a while. “Alright, I’ll go back and rest first. I probably won’t be able to come and look for Sister for the next few days.”
“It’s fine. It’s more important to neutralize the poison in your body. I can come and see you then.”
Feng Lan nodded, stood up, and left.
After Feng Lan left, Feng Ling turned around and made a few finger-sized paper effigies from talismans. She said to them, “Watch Feng Lan closely.”
The few paper effigies went out.
Feng Lan stayed in her residence for two days. On the third day at midnight, a paper effigy returned and told Feng Ling, “Mistress, Feng Lan has left.”
Feng Ling sat up on the bed, put on her robe, and strode out.
“Greetings, Priestess.”
Feng Ling looked at the maidservants guarding outside the bedchamber and thought for a while before saying to them, “Come to Lan’er’s residence with me. I’m a little worried about her poison.”
After saying that, she strode towards Feng Lan’s residence.
When she arrived at Feng Lan’s residence, the servant guarding outside quickly bowed to her.
Feng Ling asked, “Is Lan’er asleep?”
“Priestess, the Guardian is already asleep.”
“You guys stay outside. I’ll go in and take a look at her. Don’t disturb her rest.”
“Yes.”
Feng Ling strode towards Feng Lan’s boudoir.
When she arrived outside Feng Lan’s boudoir, Feng Ling suddenly stopped.
At the same time, Feng Lan opened the door and walked out. A trace of surprise quickly flashed across her eyes. Thinking that she was lucky to have returned after sensing that she shouldn’t leave, she quickly asked in surprise, “Sister, why are you here at this time?”
“I was worried about you and wanted to take a look.”
“Really? Sister, come in quickly. Can we sleep together tonight?”
“Okay.”
Feng Ling walked in.
The two of them walked straight into the room and sat on the edge of the bed. Feng Lan showed Feng Ling her arm.
After Feng Ling finished reading, she looked relieved. “Looks like the poison is almost cured.”
“Of course. The antidote that Sister developed is invincible.”
Feng Ling looked at the insincere Feng Lan and said, “Lan’er, let me play a song for you. I received news today that the Grand General will launch an all-out attack on the Black Devil Nation tomorrow. If nothing goes wrong, this war will end soon. My mood has finally calmed down a lot.”
Feng Lan also looked at Feng Ling with excitement in her eyes. “Sure.”
Feng Ling extended her hand and opened it. After a flash of red light, the Phoenix Zither appeared in her hand.
Feng Ling quickly plucked the strings.
The melodious and pleasant melody of the zither carried a soothing force.
Soon, silver-white spots surrounded Feng Lan.
At this moment, Feng Lan suddenly said to Feng Ling loudly, “Sister, stop for a while.”
Feng Ling stopped and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“I… I want to go to the toilet.”
Feng Ling nodded. “Go.”
Feng Lan walked out of the door.
Feng Ling looked at Feng Lan’s panicked footsteps and the corners of her lips curled up before she continued playing the zither.
Feng Lan returned after a while. When she came back, her face was a little pale.
Seeing her like this, Feng Ling said, “Lan’er, you don’t look good. Why don’t I continue playing the zither for you?”
“Sister, I want to sleep.”
“Alright, then go rest. I have something to attend to tomorrow and won’t be coming to see you. Get someone to tell me if you need anything.”
“Okay.”
After Feng Ling left, Feng Lan spat out a mouthful of black blood.
She muttered, “Looks like my demonic techniques can’t withstand the powers of a Priest.”
After saying this, a strange smile suddenly appeared on her face. “After tomorrow, my demonic technique will be upgraded. As long as I deal with you before you become the High Priestess, I will be invincible.”
…
After Feng Ling returned to her bedchamber, she woke up one of the small paper effigies monitoring Feng Lan and asked, “Have you been discovered?”
“No, Mistress.”
“In that case, why did she suddenly return?”
Actually, Feng Ling also felt that Feng Lan didn’t know where she had placed the paper effigies, so she really couldn’t understand.
At around ten the next morning, the High Priest suddenly sent someone to call Feng Ling to the Priest Hall.
Feng Ling knew that Feng Lan must have gone to the battlefield.
Indeed, when Feng Ling walked into the Priest Hall, not only was the High Priest present, but the King and Guardian were also present.
“Ling’er, something happened to the Grand General.” Before Feng Ling could approach, the High Priest said, “The results of our previous predictions were suddenly overturned. A powerful force was injected and it turned the destined situation around.”
“Master, you mean someone changed their fate?”
“Yes.”
Feng Ling walked over and looked at the abacus in front of the High Priest. The situation had indeed changed.
“I called you over because I want you to protect me. I’ll personally go save the Grand General. Otherwise, the Grand General will definitely die.”
“Master, let me go.”
“No.” The first to object was the king.
