Destiny Bond, life and death entwined!
Prosper together, suffer together!
What kind of nonsense is this?
With this question lingering in her mind, Bai Jinshu’s consciousness gradually blurred. She felt her eyelids growing heavier and heavier until, in an instant, she lost consciousness.
………
The next day.
When Bai Jinshu woke up, she found herself lying on a soft couch. Her body was clean, her wounds had already healed, and her clothes had been changed.
She glanced around and realized this was a bamboo hut, with no one else in the room.
Where is this place?
Recalling the man from last night, she couldn’t help but shiver.
Destiny Bond… What does it mean?
Unable to dwell on it any longer, she quickly got up and fled the place.
Stepping out of the bamboo hut, a gentle breeze brushed her face, and the air after the rain felt exceptionally fresh.
Soon, Bai Jinshu discovered a small path that led away from the area.
However, the moment she left, two figures appeared behind her.
“I deserve death for failing to notice when this woman trespassed. Please punish me, Master.”
As the highest-ranking leader of the covert agents in the Prison Execution Department, Muyan was deeply uneasy. This was the first time someone had entered the Yuxingsi Forbidden Grounds right under his watch.
And it was a woman!
She had disturbed the Master’s seclusion. This time, the punishment would likely be severe.
“It’s fine.” A low, magnetic voice replied calmly, giving the impression of someone with a gentle and mild temperament.
Muyan was stunned.
The Master… wasn’t blaming him?
Zongzheng Ling’s gaze followed Bai Jinshu’s departing figure, a faint smile playing on his lips. His strikingly handsome face had returned to its natural state, and his deep eyes had turned pitch black.
His appearance was peerless, his elegance unmatched.
“Muyan, send Su Bei to keep an eye on her. Ensure her safety at all costs.”
“Huh?”
Muyan’s astonishment deepened, wondering if he had misheard.
This woman had trespassed into the forbidden grounds, yet the Master not only spared her life but also ordered someone to protect her?
How was that possible?
Still, judging by the Master’s condition today, it seemed to be the best he had been in months. Who knew what had happened last night?
“Why are you still standing there?”
Seeing Muyan frozen in place, Zongzheng Ling cast a light glance his way. Muyan, startled, quickly acknowledged the order and vanished without a trace.
Bai Jinshu followed the small path and smoothly exited the forbidden grounds.
Once she reached the main street, she noticed Prince Jing’s guards were still searching everywhere for her.
That scoundrel!
Although the original host was not favored by Prince Jing, she was, after all, a princess of the Great Jin State sent for a political marriage and the granddaughter of Imperial Noble Consort Xiaoxian. Thus, even if Ao Jing wanted her dead, he wouldn’t dare act too openly.
Bai Jinshu was someone who always repaid grievances.
The original host had died in sorrow and humiliation. Now that she occupied this body, she had to avenge her.
Moreover, if she didn’t clean up this mess thoroughly, she would never have peace in her future life.
Watching two guards pass by, Bai Jinshu quickly slipped into a nearby clothing shop.
She had no money on her, so she used a hairpin to buy a set of dark-colored clothes to change into. With the leftover money, she bought two steamed buns to fill her stomach.
She waited until nightfall to begin her plan.
Having lived in Prince Jing’s residence for a year, the original host’s memories made her very familiar with the place. The side gate in the backyard was the lowest point in the entire residence’s wall.
Bai Jinshu successfully climbed over the wall and entered the residence.
In the night, many guards and servants were patrolling and moving about, but she was familiar with the terrain and moved swiftly and nimbly. From the conversations of a few maidservants, she learned that Ao Jing was currently in Liu Xiangyun’s room.
Perfect.
That saved her the trouble of searching for them one by one.
"Brother Jing, it’s my fault. I couldn’t protect our child."
"Don’t worry, Yun’er. Once we find that wretched woman and take her Heart’s Blood to make medicine for you, the child will surely be saved."
Ao Jing sat by Liu Xiangyun’s bedside, softly comforting her, when he suddenly heard faint footsteps approaching from behind.
Liu Xiangyun looked up, her expression shifting slightly. "You…" Then, she quickly regained her composure, putting on a fragile yet delighted expression. "Sister Consort, you’ve finally returned."