Chapter 119: Lush Greenery, Healing Right in Front of the Divine Beauty, Please Wait a Little Longer, Martial Niece (4)
Countless scenarios flashed through the divine maiden's mind, only for her to dismiss them all one by one.
If it were a witch, Ye Xueyi would have suspected some kind of trick had been played.
But the one who had just been in this room was her own martial aunt!
That thought briefly flickered in her mind before she quickly squashed it.
Her martial aunt was such an upright and honorable person—how could she possibly do something like that?
The only reasonable explanation was that they had been treating injuries just now.
During healing sessions, physical contact was inevitable, so this kind of situation was perfectly normal.
There was no need for her to overthink it, right?
Su Qing saw the expression on the divine maiden's face and quickly realized his slip-up.
The lingering scent from their earlier intense session could be covered up, but how could he possibly hide the traces of their bodily contact?
Just as he was thinking about what excuse he could use to smooth things over, he saw Ye Xueyi's brows relax.
It was like she had figured it out herself and was no longer dwelling on it.
He had no idea how she managed to convince herself, but his heart was filled with relief.
She was really so understanding—saving him the trouble of coming up with an excuse. I'm crying inside!
At the door.
The witch, who had originally been planning to enjoy the show, was now truly about to cry.
Long Ye had been waiting here for a while, just to witness the scene she had been looking forward to.
But the result was completely beyond her expectations.
She really couldn't understand it—weren't men supposed to be terrified of situations like this?
Especially scumbags who juggled multiple women—they feared nothing more than their affairs being exposed.
By all accounts, Su Qing's behavior fit the classic scumbag profile.
So why did he breeze through such a nightmare scenario so effortlessly?
Where was the promised bloodbath? Where was the divine retribution for scumbags?
Had all her efforts amounted to nothing more than bringing herself a new enemy?!
Long Ye was genuinely starting to panic.
Her original plan was for Ye Xueyi to walk in, catch the two of them red-handed, and trigger utter chaos.
In the ensuing mess, she would rush in, playing the role of mediator.
While mediating, she could "sincerely" explain that everything was for Su Qing's own safety.
At the same time, she could discreetly have Liu Yongshi record every precious moment of the scene.
With this multi-pronged approach, she wouldn't need to worry about retaliation afterward.
She could even use the opportunity to turn the tables and make him agree to all sorts of conditions!
That had been the witch's carefully crafted plan, and it truly had a high chance of success.
The problem was, she had completely underestimated Su Qing.
When it came to dealing with people, Su Qing always held the absolute upper hand.
If this had been a relationship between a boyfriend and girlfriend, bumping into each other like this would certainly have been a headache.
But because the witch didn't understand them well enough, she made a fatal miscalculation.
The result? Not only did she miss her chance to enjoy the show, but now she was the one in trouble.
At this point, even if she regretted her actions, it was probably too late.
She could already picture that terrifying young man looking at her with that sinister smile of his…
Just the thought of it sent chills down her spine.
The fearless witch, for the first time, understood the meaning of "regret."
Meanwhile, Yun Rong had already left and arrived at a quiet room.
She sat by the window, gazing into the distance. After a long moment of contemplation, she took the initiative to use a communication spell she had never used before.
Before her eyes, a figure gradually appeared.
It was a tall, elegant beauty.
She was draped in a snowy fur cloak, her face obscured, but her presence carried the weight and majesty of a towering mountain.
"Xiao Rong, I'm surprised you reached out to me first. Is something the matter?"
The ethereal voice echoed in the room, filled with obvious surprise.
"Donghuang-jie, have you been keeping something from me?"
Yun Rong's expression was deadly serious, her face brimming with undisguised suspicion.
"How could that be? Xiao Rong, where did you hear such nonsense?"
"I promise you, as your sworn sister, I would never harm you."
The graceful figure denied it without hesitation.
"You wouldn't harm me, but what about others?" Yun Rong asked. "What about Su Qing, who I've been closely involved with?"
"He was attacked today. I don't want there to be a second time."
"I can protect him. If anyone crosses the line again, don't blame me for not holding back."
After finishing her words, Yun Rong decisively cut off the connection.
Elsewhere.
A tall, mature beauty gazed into the distance, seemingly overlooking an endless wasteland.
But in truth, her eyes were fixed on the spot where the projection had just disappeared.
She was a regal white-haired beauty, clad in luxurious fur, her perfect curves still visible even through the thick fabric.
Her long white hair swayed in the wind, her flawless face like a sculpture of ice, devoid of emotion.
Flawless yet intimidating, filling hearts with unshakable reverence.
After a long silence, her eyes gradually focused, and she let out a soft sigh.
The desolate scene, the howling wind, all added to the melancholy of the moment.
Her stunning face finally showed some emotion—a mix of sorrow and guilt.
Had she… betrayed her closest sister's trust?
She would never harm her martial aunt and would even help her find her long-lost family.
But the outcome… was no longer within her control.
As the guardian of the rebels, there were some things she simply had to do.
\"In that case, this concubine will take her leave.\"
Han Jin Xiu bowed respectfully and spoke softly.
Before her, the massive doors once again slammed shut with a thunderous sound, making it clear that the person inside had little interest in seeing her.
Although the response was cold and indifferent, the princess consort's smile was brighter than ever.
At this moment, victory was already within her grasp — her true plan had been perfectly realized!
Today's assassination attempt had only ever been a smokescreen for this princess consort.
Her one and only goal from the very beginning was to find the true rival capable of challenging the Empress!