Let s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 313: Chapter 313 Minister under the Skirt (35)
 

“Do you mean to say the current changes in Dongyuan are all related to the Xie Family of Heavy Snow Night Moon?”

The Murong Family Master composed himself and straightened his thoughts.

“And the person we are now seeking is the child prophesied twenty years ago to be capable of overthrowing Dongyuan.”

Patriarch Shen nodded.

“Is that child of the Xie Family bloodline from Heavy Snow Night Moon?”

Patriarch Shen still nodded.

How that child returned to Heavy Snow Night Moon, no one knows except the deceased members of the Xie Clan.

Patriarch Shen’s voice, fragmented by the wind and snow, said, “You all misunderstood that prophecy.”

“With the heavy snow covering the entire Skeleton Forest, your actions will only make things worse for Dongyuan.”

The Murong Family Master: “…”

The Jun Family Master: “…”

Everyone: “…”

They came today to find that survivor from the Xie Family, hoping to replicate the events of five years ago.

But they did not expect to hear such news.

Patriarch Shen’s voice murmured, “This is the true upheaval of Dongyuan.”

The prophecy did not speak of overthrowing Dongyuan’s regime.

It was about overthrowing Dongyuan itself.

And all this…

Patriarch Shen looked ahead; in the midst of the snow, a man in red walked slowly towards them, his presence carrying a gentle wind. Wherever he passed, the wind and snow ceased, as if spring had arrived.

The man’s smiling voice traversed the wind and snow, reaching the ears of everyone present, “And all this, you brought about with your own hands.”

Chuzheng looked in that direction.

The cloak on Xie Shu was gone, leaving only his fiery red clothes that billowed in the wind.

In the midst of the snow, he glowed bright as fire.

Yet, within the man’s eyes lingered shadows, giving him the desolate beauty of a cold, silent moon.

Both qualities were prominently displayed, seeming contradictory, yet on him, they felt just right.

That was just how he was.

Chuzheng sensed the wind and snow around them fading away, as a gentle breeze slowly enveloped them.

This is…

Starting to lose control again?

He really should not have been left alone.

What did he do inside!!

Xie Shu’s lips curved slightly, his eyes and brows smiling, “The Xie Clan has guarded Heavy Snow Night Moon generation after generation, but you destroyed it.”

“Now the whole of Dongyuan will share its tomb. Are you pleased?”

“You…” Murong Family Master moved slightly, and a cut appeared on his cheek, drawing blood instantly.

Everyone froze, a sense of crisis surging, hairs standing on end, none dare to move rashly.

This wind…

Chuzheng’s eyes were as calm and still as the wind and snow, cold and silent.

She suddenly walked toward Xie Shu.

He watched her approach with a smile.

The gentle breeze drew a line of blood on Chuzheng’s body, the blood falling on the snowy ground like blooming red plum blossoms, startlingly red.

Xie Shu slightly tilted his head, the smile at his lips cruel and cold-blooded, as if mocking Chuzheng’s actions.

Chuzheng stopped halfway to Xie Shu.

She met his gaze squarely, “Come here.”

“Why should I come over?” the man asked with a laugh, “Isn’t this the power you all desired? It’s right beside you, within reach. What are you waiting for?”

The man’s clear voice was beguiling.

Indeed, someone reached out a hand…

But in the next second, there was a scream of agony.

Xie Shu laughed softly, then burst into louder laughter.

But Xie Shu’s smile abruptly stiffened, his eyes interwoven with silver light, the surroundings blocked by the silver glow.

He was forcefully pushed backward, a kiss laden with the scent of blood pressed against him, his lips pried apart aggressively, the taste of blood transferred to his mouth.

Xie Shu’s limbs were bound by fine silver threads, completely immobilizing him. They were now in a space woven by interlacing silver threads.

The person kissing him pulled back a smidge, their noses touching, their lips right up against one another.

Her voice arose, “Then I’ll come over.”

Chuzheng’s palm caressed Xie Shu’s cheek, and the kiss, tainted with the scent of blood, descended once more. Xie Shu tried to struggle free, but the Yin Xian wrapped around his wrist grew tighter.

It wasn’t until he stopped struggling that the constraints of the Yin Xian loosened.

There were entwined Yin Xian behind him, soft as silk.

Chuzheng pressed down on him, prolonging the kiss indefinitely.

This was the kiss he knew, the breath he was familiar with.

After an indeterminable time, Chuzheng let him go.

Xie Shu’s lips were flushed, a trace of ferocity in his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse, “Jun Chuzheng, we are enemies.”

“Oh,” Chuzheng said, “So what?”

You say it is so just like that?

Did I agree?!

“So…” Xie Shu sneered, “Let me go.”

“Break free then,” Chuzheng crossed her arms and stepped back, her expression cold, “Aren’t you supposed to be very formidable?”

Xie Shu: “…”

Chuzheng’s clothes were dyed with blood, reflecting a somber hue.

Wind began to stir spontaneously in this space.

Those seemingly gentle breezes concealed endless murderous intent.

Chuzheng stood her ground, unflinching, as she watched the breeze sweep toward her.

The breeze brushed across her cheek, light and gentle.

Chuzheng drew closer to Xie Shu once again, kissing him under his angry gaze.

“Let me go.”

“You had your chance to kill me just now,” Chuzheng said, “You missed it.”

Xie Shu: “…”

He couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Seeing the blood on her, his heart ached sporadically.

He wished the wounds were on him instead.

Chuzheng’s tongue lightly swept over his lips, gently licking them. Xie Shu suddenly closed his eyes and responded actively to her.

Xie Shu’s breathing deepened, his body becoming feverish, wanting to break free from the constraints to embrace the person in front of him.

–

The Murong Family Master and the others only saw a bizarre flash of silvery light, and, in just an instant, the figures of the two had vanished.

The wind stopped as well.

The snowstorm that had abated started up again, the snowflakes hitting the face and stinging sharply.

“Where did they go?”

Someone ran to the spot where the two had been standing, but there was nothing there, utterly empty.

The Jun Family Master coughed up blood violently and his body went limp as he fell, supported by the people beside him.

“Jun Family Master, do not make another mistake.”

“Impossible!” the Jun Family Master’s face was twisted in defiance: “Shen Jingyun, stop your nonsense and find them for me, find them and kill him, then let’s see how he tries to overthrow Dongyuan!”

“Jun Family Master!” Shen Jingyun said urgently, suddenly coughing violently.

Seizing the moment, the Jun Family Master flung his sleeves and led his people deep into the ruins.

The Murong Family Master and Chu Yingyu stayed behind, with Chu Yingyu not yet recovered from the shock of earlier events.

She stared at the man as pale as snow, “You say, I am a twin, and to save another’s child, my parents swapped their own child to send to death?”

And that she was the one sent away…

No!

She should be the Grand Imperial Princess of Jingyuan Country, with her empress mother still alive, showering her with love. How could she be that abandoned child?

She is not…

Yet, the man across nodded ever so slightly.

Chu Yingyu stumbled back a few steps, “No… That’s impossible.”

Why was she the one abandoned?

She conceived of herself as the esteemed daughter of the Jun Family, destined for a life of perfection and exceptional strength.

But Chu Yingyu did not know, the one abandoned lived carefree in Jingyuan Country as a person of high status.

While Jun Chuzheng remained here, treading on thin ice, striving for survival.