ng Qianqian was, of course, surprised.
Her mother had long passed away, so why could she see her so clearly now?
Even though she had so suspicions before, they were rely guesses, things that even Si Snake couldn’t confirm.
She stared at the other as if trying to see every single hair on her face clearly.
Zhongli Yuan gently touched her cheek, "Let mom have a good look at you."
ng Qianqian felt the familiar warmth from those familiar fingertips, "Mom, is it really you?"
Zhongli Yuan said, "It’s , sorry, so many years have passed, and only now have I truly returned to your side."
ng Qianqian asked, choking, "Where did you go?"
"Mom..."
Zhongli Yuan’s eyes slightly moved, hesitant to speak, and after a mont, said with sha, "Mom was also powerless."
ng Qianqian said, feeling wronged, "Powerless? Why powerless? What happened? All these years I kept thinking... kept thinking..."
Zhongli Yuan looked at her with gentle eyes, "Thinking what?"
ng Qianqian lowered her gaze, "Thinking you didn’t want anymore."
"Silly child, you are mom’s flesh and blood, of course mom wouldn’t want to abandon you."
Zhongli Yuan softly caressed her cheek, "Now, are you still angry with mom?"
ng Qianqian shook her head.
Zhongli Yuan gave a light smile, tucking her stray hair behind her ear, "How about mom takes you away from here? Leaving Capital City, away from all the disputes and troubles, and if you wish, Lu Yuan and Zhaozhao can co too, our family together forever."
ng Qianqian said nothing.
Zhongli Yuan asked, "What’s wrong? Does Little Nine not wish to leave these troubles with mom?"
Tears brimd in ng Qianqian’s eyes, almost spilling out.
She held back the ache in her throat, "I wish to, I dream of it, just being able to see mom again, even if it ans going to Purgatory, I would do it."
Zhongli Yuan held her hand, "Then what are you hesitating for?"
ng Qianqian lifted her gaze, looking firmly into her eyes, "You, are not my mom."
Zhongli Yuan’s eyes narrowed.
ng Qianqian struck her with one palm.
Zhongli Yuan stepped back, the edge of her garnt torn by the palm’s force.
ng Qianqian did not continue the fight but instead pulled out the hairpin from her head and stabbed it towards her own heart.
Zhongli Yuan scread, "No—"
Unexpectedly, ng Qianqian only made a feint, and in Zhongli Yuan’s mont of shock, her hairpin pierced the mural behind her like a light.
Bang!
In her mind, sothing heavy collapsed, and after a wave of intense headache, she woke from the nightmare.
This ti, she truly awakened.
After regaining her senses, she realized she was staying at the official residence where envoys are entertained.
And this room, unsurprisingly, should be Ayimulan’s private chamber.
The mother she had just seen was not Zhongli Yuan, but Great Zhou Princess Consort Alina.
Alina slumped on the ground, panting, drenched in sweat.
Her eyes full of concern, but also tinged with guilt.
Ayimulan stood calmly in the room, her indifferent gaze sweeping over the haggard Alina.
Alina murmured, "I’m sorry, Princess Consort, I failed."
At this point, ng Qianqian couldn’t help but understand what was going on.
Alina was also a Witch, and she’d fallen under the opponent’s witchcraft.
As for when she fell under it, it must have been during the ti ng Qianqian treated Alina in the Imperial Palace.
It turned out that was also a sche against her.
Ayimulan’s thods were indeed more clever and complex than Pri Minister Xun or Gongsun Yanming.
Step by step without any excess.
However, she miscalculated Alina’s conscience.
Because she had treated Alina, when ng Qianqian was about to harm herself under the witchcraft, Alina stopped her, unintentionally glancing at the mural behind her.
She speculated that the formation’s eye was there.
"I truly didn’t expect you to be a Witch, I underestimated you."
ng Qianqian said lightly to Alina, then looked up at Ayimulan, "I wondered why you would place soone useless in the palace? Last ti was just a Blinding Technique, making think it was a diversion, but actually, you’d long set up a plan to kill two birds with one stone."
Who could have guessed that scheming against the matriarch wasn’t her ultimate goal, beneath this layer of plot lay another calculation against her?
If she had agreed to "Zhongli Yuan’s" request, she might forever be controlled by her witchcraft, becoming a puppet in their hands.
"Ayimulan, you are indeed a worthy opponent."
"How did you see through it?" Ayimulan glanced at the fallen Alina, "Where did she slip up?"
"You guess."
ng Qianqian wasn’t going to tell her.
Ayimulan had investigated her, so the "mother" played by Alina was Yu Family.
No matter how much she could imagine all of Zhongli Yuan’s gentleness, those words were never sothing her mother would say.
Family together forever?
Ayimulan didn’t even know who her family mbers were?
"Ah, is it that little girl Tan’er, or Chen Long?"
Ayimulan asked.
ng Qianqian didn’t answer her.
"You disappoint , Alina."
Ayimulan sighed.
Alina’s body quivered.
ng Qianqian said, "This small witchcraft cannot actually harm ."
Ayimulan told Alina, "Since she pleads for you, you may leave."
Alina left the chamber with a relief.
Only three remained in the room.
ng Qianqian, Ayimulan, and the watchful Mo Yi.
Since the parting at Weiyang Building, this man’s aura had grown stronger again.
What had been said at Yucheng Building was true, he had practiced so kind of Evil Skill, experiencing near-death once, he advanced once.
"Princess Consort, your plan to defeat the enemy without fighting has failed."
He spoke.
ng Qianqian raised her brow, "Oh? So that was your plan?"
Ayimulan spoke with ease, "Yes, but not entirely."
ng Qianqian asked, "Then you were expecting to trick while under the spell?"
Ayimulan replied, "Unfortunately, it didn’t work."
ng Qianqian gave a faint smile, "Going through all this trouble, don’t you find it tedious, I find it exhausting, why not just speak directly, maybe if I’m in a good mood, I’ll tell you everything."
Ayimulan slowly asked, "Are you also a Witch?"
Witch?
ng Qianqian was stumped by Ayimulan’s words.
She had such suspicions, but was never sure.
She hesitated for a mont, then said calmly, "You don’t even know if I’m a Witch, yet you dare use witchcraft on ?"
Ayimulan unleashed her aura fully, "Whether you are or not doesn’t matter, I offer you two ways, either, submit to ."
ng Qianqian interrupted her words, "I choose neither."
Ayimulan: "I haven’t finished speaking."
ng Qianqian: "No need to speak."
Mo Yi said coldly, "Princess Consort, since she is obstinate, why not kill her and be done with it!"
Ayimulan squinted her eyes, "Seems like you don’t wish to save the Shang Family’s hostage."
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