towards that womanIf Eleven were to speak so wildly in front of the Princess and Ning'er after returning to the capital, would he still be able to keep his lifeNot only would his life be at stake, bu...With these days passing, no one in the entire household had the heart to attend to her, so they simply let her continue to linger for a few more days.

Just because he let her live doesn't mean he did nothing. Kang wouldn't allow her to lie around in comfort every day, nor would he pamper her with good food and drink just because he didn't kill her.

Since she cares so much about her image in front of Fengming, the best way to torment her would be to make her lose face and embarrass herself completely in front of him.

Look at her, she still has the face to fantasize about someone as excellent as their guild leader.

After An Xuetang told everyone not to pay special attention to her, their lives continued as usual. Feng Ming still held the child and stayed in her room.

……

That night, when it was deep in the dark and everyone else had gone to sleep, there were still oil lamps burning in Shuangshuang's house.

Shuangshuang's face was extremely pale at this moment. She closed her eyes and sat cross-legged on the bed, practicing movement therapy to heal herself.

She sustained internal injuries some time ago. That day, in order to pull the Princess of Beijang out of her nightmare, she didn't hesitate to expose the blood gu in her body.

But no one knew that the blood gu in her body was not an ordinary insect. This blood gu needed to be raised with the owner's heart blood, and once it left the owner's body, it had to be given a large amount of power when it returned.

But her own inner strength was nowhere near enough to appease the blood worm, so these days she hadn't really calmed it down. She could only let it run wild within her.

Thankfully, the Princess of Beijang was still a bit conscience-stricken. She knew she couldn't wake up from the nightmare without her help, so even though she still didn't trust her after waking up, she allowed Ninger to deliver some medicinal tonics to her every day.

Although the medicine Ning'er sent is somewhat off-target, it doesn't do her any harm and can even help replenish her blood and qi.

The medicine helped her appear less frail and restored some of her strength, so she could practice healing herself every night.

But previously using her Western Regions demonic clan's secret arts to forcefully pull An Xuetang back from a nightmare did indeed drain her of a great deal of internal energy, and even further affected her five internal organs and six bowels.

She had been practicing qigong to heal herself for quite some time, but unfortunately, her skill was not enough. Despite practicing for a long time, the effect was not significant at all, and she couldn't suppress the blood gu that had gained its freedom.

Every time she felt the blood gu running rampant inside her, she couldn't help but think...At this moment, it would be nice if Ming Deng were by her side.

Before the blood gu was restless, it was Ming Deng who channeled her energy to soothe it. Ming Deng's internal energy was far superior to hers, so it didn't take nearly that long to pacify the blood gu within her.

... nor would it have made things so difficult for herself all these days.

She didn't know that some people just couldn't help but think about her, and she had just finished her exercises and was about to lie down and rest her eyes when suddenly she heard a noise outside the door.

Hearing those familiar footsteps, she suddenly turned around, her brow furrowed and her eyes sparkling with excitement.

She knew those footsteps best of all, and at this hour, the only one who could come here would be Ming Deng.

When Shuangshuang thought Ming Deng had finally come to see her, she was so excited that she subconsciously threw back the covers. But before she could even get out of bed, Ming Deng calmly pushed open the door.

The moment they saw who it was, Shuang Shuang immediately beamed with joy and laughed, revealing a perfectly straight row of pearly white teeth.

Her lips moved slightly, just about to call out, but in the next instant, the smile at the corner of her mouth froze.

Because she also saw now that the visitor was not just Ming Deng, the woman following behind him was giving her a very disgusted look.

This woman, who seemed both unfamiliar and familiar, made her expression dim instantly.

She was a stranger because she had never spoken to her once, yet familiar because during her coma, she had been cared for closely. Moreover, all these years, Ming Deng has shown her the portrait of this woman in front of her, afraid that she wouldn't recognize her own mother.

Ming Deng and Zhi'er slowly walked in, Ming Deng shutting the door behind them. Their eyes immediately fell on Shuang Shuang's face.

Looking at Shu Shu's pale face and the gauze wrapped around her wrist, what else could there be to misunderstand

The two of them instantly guessed what Shuangshuang had done earlier.

Before she came, the two of them only guessed, but now that she's finally here, things are exactly as they suspected. Zhi'er's face instantly turned even gloomier than when she first walked in.

Her eyes, filled with rage, glared fixedly at Shuangshuang in the distance, devoid of any emotion.

A flicker of confusion crossed Ming Deng's eyes, but what filled him most at this moment was pity for Shuangshuang. After all, he knew very well what consequences she would face after rescuing the Northern Border Princess.

Before Chi'er could move, he walked to the bedside first, bending down and gently rubbing her long hair with his hand. His voice was soft, "Since you were hurt, why didn't you let anyone tell us Are you in a lot of pain"

Shuangshuang forced herself to ignore Zhi'er standing at the door. Looking at Ming Deng's concerned gaze, a faint smile touched her lips as she shook her head. "I'm fine."

For she was the one who watched her grow up like a bright lamp, no one could understand her pain or know her better than him.

Seeing her still holding on, Ming Deng's heart felt like it was bleeding. It broke his heart to see her struggling so.

He didn't speak, but instead reached for her arm and felt her pulse.

The more he felt her over, the tighter his brows furrowed.

Especially noticeable was the fact that the blood gu in her body hadn't been pacified, it was still running rampant inside her. His brows furrowed so deeply they could practically crush a fly.

Seeing the change in his expression, ShuaiShuai knew he was worried about her. Just as she opened her lips to say something, she was stopped by a raised hand. "Don't explain anything,"

After that, he immediately had her cross-legged and sit with her back to him. Then, he began channeling his Qi to heal her wounds, trying to soothe the blood parasite within her.

Only those who have been possessed by a blood gu can know that when the blood gu within them erupts and is not calmed, it will inflict a piercing pain on its master.

From her pulse, he could easily tell she had been suffering like this day and night for these past few days.

At this thought, the tenderness in his eyes was impossible to conceal.

She was just a child of ten or so. She had endured this pain with gritted teeth, and sometimes he didn't know whether it was good or bad to have tempered her like this. All he felt in his heart now was tenderness mingled with guilt.

Had she not been dedicated to reviving the Western Regions' demonic clan, perhaps her life wouldn't have been this way. Perhaps her childhood wouldn't have been spent endlessly practicing martial arts, testing poisons, and detoxifying.

For the revival of the Western Regions' evil tribes, their years of plotting couldn't be abandoned just like that. So no matter how much he pained, he could only keep it in his heart.per back up and let it go."They acted according to their original plan. Tonight, they were going to lure those people out. The brother who had actually delivered the letter that Kang'er later found ha...