Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

However, the thought that this was the child born to him by his beloved wife Eva brightened his mood once again.

Xueye quickly stepped forward and looked at the baby in the swaddling clothes. Her skin was snow-white, her hair was jet black, and her little face was wrinkled. She was indeed a baby girl.

Xueye smiled and said, "Good, good, it's good that mother and daughter are safe."

He took the baby, held her symbolically for a moment, and then handed her to the maid beside him, his attention immediately turning to the bedroom: "How is Eva?"

Qian Renxue's gaze immediately locked onto the tiny baby.

When she saw that striking head of black baby hair, her tense nerves relaxed instantly, and she felt a surge of relief.

Black hair! Not blonde!

This further reduces the possibility that the child is hers, after all, her martial soul is the most top-tier divine-given martial soul in the entire Douluo Continent, the Six-Winged Angel, with an innate soul power of level 20.

Once she has a child, the child's martial soul will almost always awaken into a six-winged angel martial soul.

And their hair will be a brilliant gold, not ebony black.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness it's not blonde."

Qian Renxue silently recited the prayer in her heart, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

The shadow cast by that unexpected night in her heart was largely dispelled by this black hair.

She was almost certain that the child had nothing to do with her! Eva was lying to her!

That letter, that so-called flesh and blood, were all means by which Eva controlled her!

At this moment, Qian Renxue's gaze toward the sleeping quarters held not only the usual vigilance and apprehension, but also a hint of icy anger.

If the child is fake, then all her previous struggles and panic have become evidence that Eva was playing a trick on her!

She made a note of this debt.

In the sleeping hall.

Lying on the bed, Eva saw through mirror magic the disappointment of the snowy night outside the palace, Qian Renxue's relieved expression, and the cold anger that flashed in her eyes.

The corners of her rosy lips curved into a smile full of wicked humor and a desire for control.

Let me cheer you up for now, my little angel.

Eva chuckled silently to herself, her gaze piercing through the wall and landing on the Snow White with jet-black hair in the maid's arms.

It's too early to relax now.

The magic potion within Snow White has begun to take effect; the blood of the angel has entered her body, and golden wings will eventually grow.

Eva closed her eyes, savoring the thrill of making her move in this grand game of chess.

The real show has only just begun.

……

The Crown Prince's residence, late at night.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating Qian Renxue's cold and slightly mocking face.

She held in her hand a letter from the Floating Green Palace that had just been delivered by her trusted confidant.

Eva's handwriting remained languid and alluring, but the content only fueled her inward sneer.

"Your Highness, please review:"

I know Your Highness does not trust me, but blood ties are undeniable, and my heart is as clear as heaven and earth; this woman is indeed Your Highness's flesh and blood. If Your Highness still harbors doubts, you may find a soul master skilled in bloodline perception to verify it. My child and I await Your Highness's mercy.

Eva wept as she wrote the letter.

"Oh."

With a flick of her finger, Qian Renxue sent the letter fluttering lightly onto the desk.

"Still not giving up? Still putting on an act?"

Looking at the seemingly heartfelt words "a tearful letter" on the letter, she felt nothing but utter irony.

Eva believed she was Xue Qinghe, so she was very confident in the child's identity.

But she is not Xue Qinghe at all; she is Qian Renxue, the successor of the Six-Winged Angel of the Spirit Hall.

Chapter 38 Mutual Performance

Those from the Angel lineage must possess a six-winged angel martial soul, and their hair color must be as brilliant as gold; how could they possibly have black hair?

Blood test?

A cold glint flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes.

Eva is incredibly bold!

What is Qian Renxue's true bloodline?

It's a six-winged angel! It's a god-level martial soul!

Once a thorough bloodline test is conducted, the Soul Master may not be able to see through her disguise directly, but if he senses the divine aura and angelic power in her bloodline that far surpasses that of ordinary people, which is completely different from the royal bloodline of Emperor Xueye, wouldn't that be like exposing his own identity?

Qian Renxue wouldn't do something so foolish as to expose her identity for a child that was definitely not hers.

If Eva says the child is hers, there's only one possibility: the child's martial spirit must be powerful enough to suppress or rival a six-winged angel, otherwise it wouldn't be blonde hair but black hair.

But is that even possible?

Qian Renxue scoffed at this, saying that the Six-Winged Angel was a divinely bestowed martial soul, and was recognized as the existence at the very top of the martial soul system in the Douluo Continent.

She absolutely refused to believe that Eva could possess a martial spirit surpassing that of a six-winged angel.

In any case, this black hair is the most powerful proof!

Qian Renxue's gaze turned sharp and cold. The child was fake, and Eva's lie was obvious to her.

However, this is an excellent excuse and opportunity.

An opportunity to get close to Eva legitimately and win her over!

Regardless of whether the child is real or not, Eva's current status in the Heavenly Dou Palace is at its zenith. Emperor Xueye dotes on her, and the invisible power she wields is very real.

If she could use the pretext of adopting Eva as her son to bind her to her cause, or at least make her side in crucial moments, it would undoubtedly be a great help to her plan to control the Heavenly Dou Empire.

"acting?"

A cold smile curved at the corner of Qian Renxue's lips.

Let's see who can act more convincingly!

Eva wanted to use the child to trap her, so she turned the tables and used the child as a springboard to get close to Eva and gain her trust.

Having made up her mind, Qian Renxue immediately picked up her pen and wrote back.

To Mrs. Eva:

Your letter has been received; every word is like a needle piercing Qinghe's heart. Yesterday, upon first meeting your daughter, I was momentarily timid and filled with doubts—this was truly Qinghe's fault. Your wife is pure and virtuous, and deeply affectionate; how could Qinghe dare to doubt her?

The matter of bloodline can be verified by the lady herself. Qinghe trusts the lady's character, so why should outsiders be involved and cause unnecessary trouble?

Thinking back to that night at Fucui Palace, it was indeed Qinghe who acted rashly and made a grave mistake.

My heart aches for my wife and child who have suffered so much. Tomorrow I will personally visit Fucui Palace to see my wife and daughter, and apologize in person to atone for any loss.

Xue Qinghe bowed deeply.

After sending the letter, Qian Renxue leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and began to mentally rehearse the scene of recognizing Eva and her father the next day.

Every expression and every line of dialogue must be flawless.

She wanted Eva to believe that Qian Renxue, out of guilt and longing for blood, was gradually falling into the tender trap she had carefully woven.

……

The following day, at Fucui Palace.

Sunlight streamed into the room through the delicate gauze curtains, and a faint, warm fragrance filled the air.

Eva leaned against the chaise lounge, holding a swaddled baby in her arms; inside the swaddled baby was Snow White.

Her face radiated the gentle glow of a new mother, yet her eyes remained calm and undisturbed, even showing a hint of amusement as she gazed towards the palace gate.

When the eunuch announced, "His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived," Eva's smile deepened.

coming.

Qian Renxue, dressed in simple, elegant casual clothes, walked in with steady steps.

Her face displayed a complex expression that perfectly captured tension, guilt, expectation, and a hint of detachment.

Qian Renxue's gaze immediately fell on the swaddled baby in Eva's arms, her eyes softening instantly and even turning slightly red.

"Mrs. Eva."

Qian Renxue's voice was somewhat hoarse, and her posture while bowing was exceptionally low.

"Qinghe has come to see you and your child."

"Your Highness, please rise."

Eva's voice was so gentle it could melt your heart. She gestured for Qian Renxue to sit down beside her. "Your Highness's presence is a great joy to us."

Qian Renxue sat down as instructed, her gaze fixed on the baby in the swaddling clothes.

She reached out and gently touched Snow White's soft cheek.

"She's so small."

Qian Renxue's voice was choked with emotion, her eyes filled with love and wonder.

After all, Xue Qinghe, whom she plays now, is focused on national affairs and has no interest in women, having no concubines or children.

"Like you, madam, you are very beautiful."

Qian Renxue tries her best to play the role of a father who is facing his own bloodline for the first time and whose heart is filled with complex emotions.

Eva took in her performance, inwardly sneering, but outwardly showing relief and emotion.

"I am relieved that Your Highness likes her. Your Highness, look closely at her eyebrows and eyes, don't they look a bit like yours?"

Eva guided Qian Renxue to look at the baby's still-developing features, trying to plant a suggestion in her mind.