The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 208 Xia Fei's Identity

Sheng Xiao stepped forward and put his arm around her waist. The girl tilted her chin slightly up, and the color of the veins on her fair and translucent skin was clear, like a fragile life about to slip away.

When Mu Zhixing opened her eyes, she was already in the imperial palace's bed.

"Princess, are you feeling better? You suddenly fainted in the Imperial Garden. The imperial physician just came, but it seems he couldn't find anything wrong," said Liuli, the personal maid beside her, softly. "Should we tell the Emperor?"

Mu Zhixing shook her head and said, "You may leave."

"Yes."

Before long, a familiar black figure appeared.

She stood up, rubbing her forehead, and saw Sheng Xiao standing beside her. She asked in a low voice, "You brought me back?"

“I can heal the backlash within you,” Sheng Xiao said.

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhixing paused slightly, raised her hand to grasp her icy fingertips, and said, "You know this is the power of backlash?"

His eyes darkened slightly as he said, "I once read countless books for someone, searching for any solution to the backlash."

"The Cold Marrow Condensation Pill can increase one's cultivation by ten years, but it has a severe backlash. One pill will shorten one's lifespan, two pills will cause one to become weak and feeble, three pills will cause one's hands and feet to become cold and spread cold, four pills will cause one's blood vessels to freeze, and five pills will cause one's heart to freeze, turning one's entire body into a human ice sculpture with severed energy channels and no hope of recovery."

He turned his head to look at her and asked, "How many did you eat?"

Mu Hanxing gripped the brocade quilt covering her body tightly and said, "Three."

"The symptoms don't seem like it."

Mu Hanxing frowned and said, "It's three."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Besides the Frost Marrow Crystal Condensation Pill, have you ever summoned an evil spirit with extremely strong backlash?"

Mu Zhixing nodded and said, "The Golden Crow Feather Spirit has withstood one backlash."

Sheng Xiao was slightly taken aback: "With the blessing of the Golden Crow Feather Spirit, the backlash from your Cold Marrow Condensation Pill has reached the level of five pills. If you don't get treatment soon, you won't live for more than a few years."

Mu Zhixing's heart skipped a beat, and she said in a low voice, "The way you look at me makes it seem like you're negotiating." She raised her beautiful eyebrows and asked, "What is your purpose in following me?"

"I hope the princess can lend me her Starry Jade Pendant."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhixing sneered, stroking the jade pendant at her waist. As expected of a royal treasure, this jade pendant is indeed highly sought after.

"Fine." A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips. "If you heal me, I'll give it to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sheng Xiao's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Thank you, Princess."

The next day, in the Imperial Study.

Inside the incense burner, calming smoke swirled, and the beetle-like insects crawled about, making rustling sounds.

After Mu Zhixing returned to the country, as a princess of Western Shu, Mu Chengqian wanted to personally teach her the art of witchcraft.

As the black Gu worm slowly crawled toward her, Mu Zhixing's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

She pursed her lips, trying to appear calm.

She wasn't afraid of insects, but perhaps seeing Ye Jingnian's rejection of Western Shu made her subconsciously start to reject them as well.

She took a deep breath and looked at the Gu worm on the table.

"Focus your energy and let it move according to your thoughts."

Mu Zhixing clenched her fists, a few beads of sweat appearing on her forehead from nervousness. She put her fingers together in front of her lips and recited the incantation that Mu Chengqian had just taught her, but the Gu worms remained unmoved.

This is the sixth time we've failed.

Mu Chengqian's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "The blood of our Western Shu royal family flows in your veins. Your eldest and second eldest sisters have been able to control Gu worms since they were young. How come you can't even do the most basic Gu control technique?" Mu Zhixing lowered her head and pursed her lips, without saying a word.

“Father, Zhi Xing may not have the talent for this,” she said.

There was a moment of silence in the imperial study. Mu Chengqian narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Zhixing, is something on your mind?"

Mu Zhixing paused slightly.

"Only the Chola people cannot truly learn witchcraft. You are of the bloodline of my Western Shu. If you cannot learn it, it is only because you do not want to learn it."

Mu Zhixing gripped the hem of her skirt above her knees and said, "Zhixing is trying her best."

"You're not still thinking about Ye Jingnian, are you? Are you afraid that if you learn witchcraft, Zhu Luo will no longer tolerate you?"

Mu Zhixing's breathing hitched slightly. She frowned and said, "No."

Mu Chengqian stood up, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "I will not let you return to Zhu Luo."

Mu Zhixing's heart skipped a beat.

"Only those with pure Western Shu blood can master the supreme witchcraft. You are the prophesied witch saintess, and I will not allow you to have any contact with any Chola people."

"Zhi Xing understands."

Six months later, the first snow fell.

The capital city was covered in silver, with snow falling in a flurry.

Zhi Xing, draped in a fox fur cloak, reached out and touched the cold snow outside the eaves.

The fingertips, which were originally pale, have turned a healthy red after Sheng Xiao's treatment, and the complexion has become increasingly rosy.

For the past six months, the two countries have been at war, their strengths evenly matched, yet the capital city has remained stable, with snowflakes falling on the blooming red plum blossoms in the corner, a scene of tranquility.

“Princess, I heard that Consort Xia’s Yingchun Palace has been in disrepair for many years and is now going to be demolished.” Liuli walked to her side and asked softly, “Although we have never met, she is, after all, Your Highness’s mother. Should we take one last look before it is demolished?”

Zhi Xing's eyes flickered slightly, and she turned and walked towards Yingchun Palace.

Having heard that her mother had passed away fifteen years ago, Mu Hanxing was unable to protect her mother and thus suffered at the hands of Mu Xiyang.

Pushing open the long-sealed door, the dust inside made me choke a few times.

The furnishings inside the room have not been disturbed and remain as they were when Consort Xia was alive. An unfinished embroidered purse is still placed in front of the window.

She looked around the place where she was born, and a familiar feeling of bittersweetness suddenly welled up in her heart.

She looked at the books on the shelf, picked one up and started flipping through it, when a letter fell to the ground.

She bent down to pick it up; the envelope was addressed to "To My Elder Sister".

This is the script of the Chola Kingdom.

She frowned and opened the letter.

The letter paper was yellowed, but it was still new. She glanced quickly at the signature on the last line. It was a letter written by Xia Fei herself, which had not yet been sent.

"Elder sister, it is as if I am seeing you in person as I read this letter. Since Wan Ning came to Western Shu, I have missed you every single day. Unfortunately, due to the war between the two countries, Wan Ning dares not reveal her identity as a Zhu Luo person. I heard yesterday that your husband, Marquis Zhenbei, killed General Li. General Li is the Empress's twin brother. The eldest princess was furious when she found out. That little devil who kills without shedding blood seems to have already set off for Zhu Luo. Wan Ning is restless and has to be careful in everything she does."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhixing took a step back, feeling somewhat helpless, her eyes filled with shock.

Was Xia Fei a citizen of the Chola Kingdom?
Moreover, she was the younger sister of the former wife of the Marquis of Zhenbei.

So, she and Sheng Yunqing... are cousins?
With a "thud," the letter fell to the ground, and the girl remained stunned for a long time.

Hearing the door being pushed open, Mu Zhixing hurriedly bent down, folded the letter on the ground, and hid it in her sleeve.