Princess, something terrible has happened! The prince consort has attempted suicide again!

Zhang Xiaomeng was taken aback upon hearing this, his face full of surprise: "You're Madam Zhou?"

The woman in black slowly rose, her figure swaying gracefully. She walked slowly to the bedside, leaned close to his ear, and breathed softly, "Do you have many questions right now?"

The distance was so close that a delicate fragrance wafted into my nose, refreshing and delightful.

Zhang Xiaomeng frowned, covered his nose, and looked disgusted: "Speak properly, don't get so close! Don't you know your smell is pungent?"

The woman's gentle smile vanished instantly.

Her slender, jade-like fingers suddenly shot out and gripped Zhang Xiaomeng's neck tightly.

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!"

Her tone instantly turned icy and chilling, all traces of her previous gentleness and charm vanished.

Zhang Xiaomeng felt no pain at all.

On the contrary, Zhao Changning, who was searching for Zhang Xiaomeng's whereabouts in the teahouse where he had stayed before, suddenly felt a tightness around his neck and a feeling of suffocation came over him.

"Princess, what's wrong?" Feng Yi noticed something was wrong and quickly asked with concern.

Zhao Changning clenched his sleeves tightly, enduring the discomfort, and gritted his teeth as he ordered, "Don't worry about me! Send more men, dig three feet into the ground, find Zhang Xiaomeng!"

Under the influence of the Life-and-Death Gu, she knew that Zhang Xiaomeng was in danger and dared not delay for even a moment.

Then look at Zhang Xiaomeng, who, despite being choked, showed no fear, tilting his head back defiantly: "Come on! Kill me all you want! If I even flinch, I'm not your father!"

Zhou Qian'er's eyes darkened slightly.

She could see clearly that this person was so confident and fearless because he must have guessed that she wouldn't touch him now.

With exceptional courage and quick wit, it's no wonder he won Zhao Changning's favor.

She suppressed her surging murderous intent, released her grip, and returned to her original position. She skillfully brewed two cups of hot tea and said calmly, "Since you have already seen through my thoughts, come and sit down. Let's talk things over slowly."

Zhang Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment, looking completely bewildered.

See through it? I can't see through a ghost!

He mentally cursed all he could think, but he still got out of bed, sat down, picked up his teacup, and said with a half-smile, "You're not going to drug me again this time, are you?"

Zhou Qian'er chuckled lightly, "You certainly hold a grudge. If I didn't use some methods, how could I have gotten you out from under the noses of the Embroidered Uniform Guard?"

Zhang Xiaomeng tilted his head back and downed the tea in one gulp, then put down his teacup and went straight to the point: "Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Zhou Qian'er raised her hand to refill his tea, her tone leisurely: "I am Zhou Qian'er, the Holy Maiden of the Black Lotus Holy Sect."

"I spent two whole years setting up a scheme with Zhao Tianhao, waiting until everything was ready, and then I personally took the stage to perform the final act, only to have you ruin everything halfway through."

Her gaze was fixed on Zhang Xiaomeng, filled with intense anger: "Do you know how furious I was at that time? If I weren't afraid of exposing my identity, I would have killed you on the spot."

Zhang Xiaomeng gently blew out the steam from the tea, and said with a faint sarcasm, "Then you really are a coward, not even daring to take revenge."

Zhou Qian'er's eyes held a hint of urgency and inquiry: "No one can see through my disguise. How did you manage to spot the flaw?"

Zhang Xiaomeng was too lazy to explain, guessing that the other party wouldn't believe him even if he told the truth, so he simply pretended to be profound: "There are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens. You've underestimated everyone in the world."

Zhou Qian'er gave him a deep look and frankly admitted, "I underestimated you. You have endured for many years, and this time you took advantage of my grand plan to rise up, win the favor of the Emperor of Dongling, make the Prince of Zhenbei owe you a great favor, and force the Marquis of Yongwu to not touch you. You are truly a deep schemer."

Zhang Xiaomeng was speechless.

This woman's imagination is just too outrageous.

Too lazy to waste words, he said impatiently, "So? What exactly do you want to say?"

"Our Black Lotus Holy Sect has always cherished talent."

Zhou Qian'er suddenly raised her eyes, her allure overflowing, and her tone extremely seductive: "If you join my sect, Zhao Changning can give you the position of imperial son-in-law, and I can also marry you."

"She spends all her time wielding swords and spears, showing no feminine charm whatsoever. I'm different; I can do everything you can imagine, and I can do a different thing every day."

She puffed out her chest slightly, a hint of arrogance and boldness in her eyes: "Besides, I'm older than her, and I can even clamp down."

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Zhang Xiaomeng was so shocked by these audacious remarks that he coughed repeatedly.

This woman really dares to speak her mind!

"How about it? As long as you nod, I can serve you right now."

Zhou Qian'er's eyes were alluring, and her voice was soft and sweet, almost melting people's hearts.

Zhang Xiaomeng admitted to himself that the woman in front of him was alluring and charming, a bewitching enchantress.

If it weren't for the fact that the billion-dollar prize was even more tempting than her, she really wouldn't be able to resist this ultimate temptation.

Zhang Xiaomeng suppressed his emotions, his expression resolute, and resolutely refused: "There's no need to waste your breath. My heart belongs only to Princess Changning, and I would never betray her."

Zhou Qian'er's face showed jealousy and displeasure: "What is so good about Zhao Changning that makes you so devoted to him?"

"She's better than you in every way; you'll never be able to compare to her in your entire life."

This sentence completely enraged Zhou Qian'er.

Her murderous intent surged, and she said coldly, "Then I will kill her!"

Zhang Xiaomeng scoffed and mocked, "Stop bragging. If you really had the ability to kill her, why would you have waited until now?"

Zhou Qian'er's lips curled into a malicious smile: "I didn't have the chance before, but now that you're here, the opportunity has come."

Zhang Xiaomeng paused for a moment.

He instantly understood the other party's intention: they wanted to use him to lure out Zhao Changning.

He could pretend to agree first, then find a chance to slip away and get himself back to modern times to enjoy life.

perfect!

Just as Zhang Xiaomeng was about to agree after thinking it over—

Zhou Qian'er suddenly pointed at his teacup, her smile turning sinister: "I forgot to tell you, the tea you just drank was poisoned by me."

"Of all under heaven, only I can cure this poison. If you do not cooperate with me within three days, you will die from the poison."

Zhang Xiaomeng's words caught in his throat, and he almost burst out laughing.

That's great!

You can go back without any trouble.

However, it's important to go all out so the other party doesn't suspect anything.

Zhang Xiaomeng's brows furrowed, and he abruptly smashed the teacup, shouting angrily, "Witch! You're despicable and shameless!"

Seeing that the usually composed Zhang Xiaomeng had finally been thwarted, Zhou Qian'er felt a surge of satisfaction. She feigned innocence and sighed, "I had no choice. It's just that Zhao Changning happened to take a liking to you."

"Disgusting!" Zhang Xiaomeng shouted again.

Zhou Qian'er sneered smugly, "I'll give you a day to consider it, as long as you..."

"No need to consider it."

Zhang Xiaomeng interrupted him coldly, his tone unwavering: "I won't agree."

Zhou Qian'er's expression suddenly froze, her eyes filled with disbelief: "You knew you were poisoned, weren't you afraid of dying?"

Zhang Xiaomeng laughed heartily, "What joy is there in living, what fear is there in dying? To die for the one I love, I have no regrets in this life."

Zhou Qian'er frowned, never expecting Zhang Xiaomeng to be so infatuated.

At the same time, she became even more jealous of Zhao Changning.

On what grounds?

What is it about me that I lack compared to her?

Zhang Xiaomeng sensed Zhou Qian'er's impending breakdown and was secretly delighted.

It seems like this time it's a sure thing.

Suddenly, someone pushed open the door.

Zhou Qian'er snapped back to reality, and upon recognizing the person, her face immediately darkened. "Chen Jingrong, this is my room. Who gave you permission to come in?"

The newcomer held his head high, his nostrils flared, and his face was full of arrogance. "Zhou Qian'er, others may respect you as a saintess, but I don't take you seriously. Remember, I am the young master. The entire Black Lotus Holy Sect will be mine sooner or later. I can go wherever I want, and it's none of your business."

"you!"

Zhou Qian'er was speechless after being rebuked, her pretty face turning red with frustration.

Finally, suppressing his emotions, he asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Chen Jingrong pointed at Zhang Xiaomeng, "I want him."