Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) Chapter 121: The witch is back

Han Xin pulled his cousin aside away from prying ears. He whispered urgently, "Did you discover who sent this ssage about Princess Xiu before?"

Han Zhan shook his head slowly but then added cautiously, "The ssenger bird didn’t seem to have flown far... I’m starting to suspect there may be a spy among us."

A knot tightened in Han Xin’s chest his mind racing. "Then we need to find out who it is before we reach the capital." Han Zhan nodded his head while glancing at the soldiers they had a hand in training.

This task was not going to be easy because everyone here was loyal to the General or at least they made sure they were. But it seed a roach had crawled its way in but who could it be?

Han Xin walked away, and this ti, he headed towards the carriage. He wanted to talk to her. Once she knew that they were returning to the capital, he was afraid she would run away, so he had to watch her closely. "Your Highness!" he called out his voice steadier than what he felt inside.

Lian appeared at the window monts later with tousled hair framing her cherubic face. She blinked sleepily at him before offering an apologetic smile that made Han Xin feel uncomfortable. It was no secret that this one didn’t like him very much, especially after she called him an ugly bastard, so why was she being so nice?

"She is napping," Lian said softly. "If you want to talk with her... co back in two no... four hours."

Han Xin wanted to ask why it took four hours. He wanted to ask if she was a bear in hibernation but he swallowed his words back and nodded despite the urgency of the situation. Maybe she was avoiding him again and didn’t want to speak to him.

"When she wakes up," he instructed firmly yet gently," Tell her we are returning to the capital imdiately."

"Okay!" Lian chirped before disappearing back inside. Han Xin stood there for a while not knowing what he was thinking. He wanted to see with his own eyes if she was really sleeping, but if he barged in, it would be quite inappropriate.

With a sigh, he stepped away from the carriage window reluctantly, but not without taking one last glance. His intense gaze lingered on the curtains that where gently swaying with the breeze.

Lian wasn’t lying; her master was indeed in a deep sleep. He was back in his spiritual space on a stake out for that Divine Emperor who seed to forget that they existed. He had no idea that his good sister was out of the desert and she was extrely angry.

Weeks ago....

The sun hung low in the desert sky, a molten orb casting long shadows over the undulating dunes. Peng Xiu lay hidden beneath layers of tattered cloth, her once-elegant attire now little more than rags. The heat was relentless, each grain of sand that slipped through her fingers a reminder of ti slipping away.

She had wandered for days, thirst and rage gnawing at her insides like a wild beast. She cursed Xiang Yu and his ancestors to death while walking. Unfortunately for her, his ancestors were also her ancestors.

After eating that mouldy stead bun, her stomach had cramped for days, and she even had diarrhoea. This only made matters worse for her. Have you ever tried having a runny stomach in the desert with little water left? By the next day, she looked like a dehydrated walking corpse, and it was all that jerk’s fault. She was going to kill him, a slow and painful death.

Just when she thought she was close to death she stumbled into the camp of nomads, her vision blurring and legs trembling. She thought it was a mirage but it was real. They took her in without question. She fell ill for a couple of days, but soon, she regained her full strength.

Days later, they reached an oasis, a shimring well that seed to breathe life into the parched earth. It was here she encountered a group of n with ssenger birds perched on their shoulders.

"Please," she implored, stepping forward despite the exhaustion clinging to her limbs. "I must send word to my father." Her voice carried an urgency that cut through their banter. They exchanged glances, doubt flickered among them before one man nodded slowly. Using her charm, she had managed to convince them to borrow a ssenger bird.

With shaking hands, she penned a ssage with a secret decipher that only her n would recognise. Four days later a group of rcenaries arrived. Relief surged within her heart until it froze solid when she heard their words, "Our apologies, your Highness. We thought you were with General Han." It was better for them if they didn’t say anything,

At the re ntion of him, blood rushed to her head. She had spent years trying to win his heart, but he didn’t even co to rescue her on ti neither did he look for her when he realised she was missing. She was starting to think that she had used the addictive love potion on the wrong man. When she thought of that vile Xiang Yu and how he had sent her here to perish alone amidst these endless dunes she lost it.

"How could you be so useless?" Her voice sliced through the air sharper than any blade as rage ignited within her chest. One rcenary flinched at the venomous accusation. They were all aware of what she was capable of.

"I should have known better!" She hurled accusations and insults with no restraint until her frustration morphed into violent fury. Her fists clenched tightly and she began to beat and kick one of the unfortunate rcenaries. After calming down she pushed her hair back and commanded them to find out from their spy in the general’s camp where Han Xin was.

Mounting her horse, she rode towards the capital with a single-minded determination. Along the way, a ssenger brought word about the general. She found out that a woman resembling her was travelling with General Han, seemingly having seduced him. Consud by rage, she drew forth a sword from one rcenary’s side, and with practised ease, she swung it, striking down the ssenger.

"Fools! What am I keeping you here for if you are this useless?!" she scread in anger. She tilted her head back and took a deep breath before her expression returned to normal.

"If soone dares impersonate ... then I can only kill them with my bare hands. We must beat them to the capital." She tossed the bloodied sword to one of the cowering n and walked over the body of the dead ssenger.

Without wasting a mont, she sent a ssenger bird to her father, warning him of the imposter from Zhen parading as her. She instructed him to keep this information from General Han, for she wanted the imposter alive. She needed to uncover the sorcery behind this deception and exact her sweet revenge.