s and dripping blood are done by biting your fingertips.The shape of the copper coins represents the ancestors' understanding of the composition of the universe and their admiration for humanity—namel..."I want to see her in pain... She should be my sacrifice, yet she's carrying Jiang's child. I will punish this woman... Mwahahahaha... Break her other hand too! Faster! Make her suffer more..."

One more time I bit my lip, panting heavily, my skin twitching and vibrating. If there was one more time, even if I ripped my lips to shreds, I would hold back the scream that threatened to erupt… I can't let that grinning face get its way!

Just as I was preparing myself mentally for the worst, there came a roar from downstairs. It was Cheng Banxian’s voice shouting: “Xiaolan, what are you doing! Quickly tear off the talisman and let me in!”

The woman's eyes flickered with uncertainty, but the blood-faced Ghost King was still attached to her son through her phone. She dared not act rashly.

Suddenly, a commotion came from the phone on the other end. The phone was slammed heavily to the ground, its screen going completely black.

I heard the familiar sharp laughter: “Little Empress, save yourself quickly~ Don't let His Majesty the Emperor incur more karmic obstacles, hehehe…”

Is it Bai Wuchang!

I opened my eyes, wet with sweat and tears, and said to the woman, "Someone has gone to destroy this demon... tear down all the talismans in the room!"

"Oh, oh!" she reacted, rushing to the narrow window and tearing off four Sanskrit charms.

In an instant, a blade-like chill swept in through the narrow window. Jiang Qiyun's figure flickered like an icy flame, dancing wildly in the darkness.

His ink-black hair danced in the wind, his hand gripping a sword that shimmered like frost. It streaked through the air like a meteor, and by the time I could see it clearly, the blade had been drawn from the woman's heart.

Without a wound, without blood, the woman collapsed to the ground in an instant.

When Cheng Banxian came charging up, he was terrified. He knelt on the ground, trembling and stammering, "Emperor Lord, Divine Being... how can you... she's just an ordinary person! Even if she offended the young mistress, wouldn't it be too cruel to..."

Jiang Qiyun seemed to have heard nothing. He turned and looked down at me from above.

My tunic was tattered, exposing skin covered in acrid scabs. I felt like an ant gazing up at the cold moon, small and powerless, as I looked at him.

His sword tip lightly grazed my wrist, ankle, and neck. The shackles of my charm lost their power, and I let out a huge sigh of relief.

"How are you" he bent down half-way, reaching out to pick me up.

His fingers touched my left shoulder, and I cried out in pain. Bone cracked inside me, jutting up until my shoulder became a grotesque shape.

The excruciating pain sent me into a frenzy, thrashing wildly: “Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me!”

"Don't move! Damn it! Mu Xiaqiao, calm down for me!!" He pressed his hand against my body, preventing me from thrashing around.

But my body is out of control, and I feel like I'm facing a huge lie.

He has been lying to me.

This man will come to my rescue, he'll hurt people for me, and he'll be entwined with me night after night until we burn away to the bone. He's been deceiving me all along!

I should have thought of this contradiction!

Why am I so brainwashed by him that my mind is mush!

"I can't calm down!! Jiang Qiyun, are you deceiving me!" I roared hysterically, ignoring the pain in my body. "Shen Qingrui said that she would use a spell to take the formed fetus out of my womb! I believed it! You told me that we could still have children afterward, and I believed that too!!"

"Then tell me, what kind of spell can make a just-formed fetus leave the womb and still survive Take it out and it's dead, right If it's dead, there's no hundred evils impervious magic, is there"

"A dead fetus without any magic power, how can it be used as the eye of a sealing array!"

Anger, hysteria, grievance, resentment, doubt… all negative emotions erupted at this moment.

Shen Qingrui said that the woman used sorcery to take it out, so the most likely scenario is that she also took out the uterus where the fetus was growing, and put it into the talisman before the spiritual embryo died, thus breaking through the evil spirit on the other side.

This method, let alone some mystical arts, can even allow a fetus to linger for several minutes with the current advanced medical technology.

But then, what would he say to me afterwards How could we possibly have children

Jiang Qiyun must have been annoyed by my hysterics. He raised his hand and made a gesture, pressing it on my brow. Instantly, I was immobilized, unable to move or speak.

Only tears, constantly overflowing, can express my emotions.

“Mu Xia Qiao,” he pinched my chin, his voice cold. “I told you from the beginning, I want what’s in your belly. I never intended to deceive you. I made my intentions clear from the start.”

"After that, every word I said to you was never a lie. Whether you believe it or not doesn't matter; you'll know in the future."

His face was as still as water, his eyes still cold like stars in the night sky. The swirling gold patterns in his pupils almost drew me into an endless abyss.

He remained so haughty and aloof, unwilling to deign me with an explanation.

Well then, Mu Xiaqiao, if you choose to believe, even if your blood and bones melt away, your heart becomes cold and emotionless, your soul flies apart, and you are reduced to ashes, it will all be your own choice. Who can you blame

Don't you believe it If you don't believe it, why cry and feel so wronged Why accuse him of deceiving you and manipulating your feelings Aren't these things you yourself desired

Mu Xiaqiao, you were offered to the ghosts and gods by your family. You are like the meat on the chopping board, being dismembered is only natural. What's there to cry about

Jiang Qiyun ignored my tears and pushed back my shoulder bone with his hand.

I have gone numb with pain, any further pain is just a few more tears. What else can I do

Bai Wuchang appeared before me. His usually smiling face turned cold and emotionless when he saw the woman's corpse.

He opened his sinister, triple-eyed gaze, and from blood-red lips, he uttered a chilling warning: "Emperor, time and again you have interfered with the mortals of the mortal realm. Even for you, there will be divine retribution... Especially this time, when you directly scattered their souls."

Jiang Qiyun said faintly, "It's fine."

Bai Wuchang's gaze fell upon me, he let out an almost imperceptible sigh and reported: "That female ghost was beaten by you into the prison of endless torment, the Ghost King was slain by Quan Heng and reduced to ashes... That child had his soul devoured by the Ghost King long ago, there is no way to bring him back."

Jiang Qiyun looked at Cheng Bansxian at the doorway: "You have been lost in the underworld for many years, attached to a living person and hiding in an unclean place. How will you be punished"

Cheng Banxian trembled and crawled on the ground.

“....Seeing that you have always been kind, treating the people poisoned by Yin and Yang toxins in this world, I spare your life. You know what to do now!”

"Knowing... the father of Little Madam, I will do my best to treat him." Cheng Banxian answered with a trembling voice.

A jumble of footsteps echoed from downstairs, and my brother's voice rang in my ear: "Little Qiao—"!” This girl’s mouth is practically wide open, she almost said something she shouldn’t have.Tang Yufei smiled meaningfully, shrugged her shoulders and said, "I don't mind, you can come in and close th...