FID – Chapter 1072

Chapter 1072 – Don’t Come Embarrassing Yourself in Front of Me

“Right now Nannan is trapped in the palace. Who knows what her situation is.” Gathering up the pieces of his shattered dignity, Xue Qinglian looked toward the depths of the imperial palace. “Hey, Feng Qingbai, even you can’t sneak in?”

Feng Qingbai didn’t reply. His gaze was fixed on a certain part of the palace, eyes deep and unreadable.

Starting yesterday, not only the Palace of Longevity but even the area around the Imperial Household Department suddenly had increased guards, and the hidden shadow guards watching from the dark had doubled.

Sensing something was wrong, he and Xue Qinglian had immediately slipped out of the Imperial Household Department, and for the entire day had been playing cat‑and‑mouse with the palace guards.

If he hadn’t overheard palace maids talking and learned that Shengsheng was temporarily unharmed, he would have torn the Xiliang imperial palace apart.

“Xue Qinglian, finish the mask before the eighth day of the seventh month. We only have one chance.”

“The Deity Festival?”

“That’s the only time we’ll have an opportunity to slip out of the palace.”

Xue Qinglian stretched lazily and cracked his stiff neck. “Still ten days. That’s plenty.”

The man shifted his gaze. “If they use Shengsheng to threaten us, you might not even have three days.”

“Feng Qingbai, can’t you think of something optimistic for once?”

“Winners prepare before the rain. Losers comfort themselves with illusions.”

“…Right now I really want to kill you first,” —before he died of anger himself.

The man gave him a king’s disdain. “You can’t.”

Shit! There was no way to continue this conversation!

For the first time in his life, Xue Qinglian desperately missed Qian Wanjin.

Only beside Qian Wanjin could he find an overwhelming sense of existence!

“Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!”

Thousands of miles away on the canal, someone surnamed Qian sneezed three times in a row.

Rubbing his nose, he boasted to his father, “Someone must be missing me.”

“So many people miss me, let me count them.” He then began counting on his fingers: “Xiao Shitou, that’s for sure. And Grandpa and Grandma of the Liu family, the two uncles and aunts, Empress Dowager, Uncle Lan and Aunt Hong… The Empress Dowager in the palace, Xiao Feng, Baduo and Hongdou… Then there’s Feng Qingbai, Lucky Nannan, Xue Qinglian… Tsk-tsk, ten fingers aren’t enough. That’s what you call popularity.”

After counting, he walked over to his father, patted him on the shoulder with deep sympathy. “Dad, look at you. All these days, you haven’t sneezed even once. Even Mom doesn’t miss you. Just how bad is your popularity?”

Father Qian smiled. “Do you know why my popularity is so bad?”

Qian Wanjin suddenly felt his butt hurt and replied seriously, “Dad, I don’t want to know.”

“No, you do want to know. Let me tell you—because I, your father, specialize in spanking unruly sons.”

“……”

In an instant, the transport boat erupted into another full‑blown brawl, the cries of “Dad! Mom!” echoing noisily across the entire canal, denying it any peace.

During the time she was trapped in Changshou Palace, the old emperor would come by every day. Whenever his eyes fell on her, Liu Yusheng could see a sharp glint hidden within them.

Unfortunately, her cultivation was still shallow; she couldn’t understand what that sharpness implied.

From the very first day her identity was exposed, the old emperor never again called her Princess Consort of Nanling. He consistently called her Qian Mei.

As if Liu Yusheng didn’t exist—as if she really were Qian Mei.

That unsettled her deeply.

If the Xiliang imperial palace had imprisoned the King’s Consort, the news would shake the world.

But if the palace merely imprisoned an ordinary girl from within Xiliang’s borders, no one would pay attention to it.

Aside from the old emperor, Prince Shunyang had also visited her several times. Every time, he chatted with her as though they were old acquaintances.

Even when she gave absolutely no response, he could talk to himself the entire time, then leave smiling.

They were all damn lunatics.

On the eve of the Deity Festival, Liu Yusheng finally saw Shan Lai, who had not appeared for a long while.

A cool, aloof face, an elegant demeanor, dressed in a black base with brilliantly colored Miao embroidery—her whole person shone with beauty beneath that cold exterior.

She walked over, sat down in front of Liu Yusheng, and met the woman’s indifferent gaze. She smiled gently and said, “I remember when I first met the King’s Consort of Nanling—you were quite easy to get along with. But the longer you’ve been married to the prince, the more you’ve come to resemble him. When you look at people now, your eyes are always calm and detached.”

“Is that so? I think you also look more and more like the bugs you raise. Just one glance is enough to make people feel sick,” Liu Yusheng replied coolly.

Shan Lai’s smile paused for a moment. “This is Xiliang. And you, Your Highness, are now imprisoned. You’re still acting so arrogant. Are you truly not afraid of death?”

“How could I not be afraid? I’m simply not afraid of you. A grown woman being scared of a bug? If that got out, where would the King’s Consort of Nanling put her face?” Liu Yusheng lifted the corners of her lips in a smile, and the smile on Shan Lai’s face shattered instantly.

Shan Lai’s expression slowly cooled, and she no longer pretended to be kind. “Your man is being chased, hiding everywhere in fear of even showing his face. Where does your arrogance come from?”

“Have you caught him? No, you haven’t. What do you have to boast about in front of me?” As she spoke these words sarcastically, Liu Yusheng felt a tightness in her chest, but then she relaxed, her whole body radiating delight.

Seeing Shan Lai’s face change meant that Feng Qingbai and Xue Qinglian hadn’t been caught—they were still safe.

Noticing the joy in the woman’s eyes, Shan Lai realized she had been played for information, and her expression grew even uglier.

In the Gu Medicine Clan, she considered herself the best at scheming and manipulation, yet she could never defeat Liu Yusheng.

The other always managed to catch her off guard, making her lose composure, effortlessly putting her on the back foot.

Is that why so many people were infatuated with Liu Yusheng?

She refused to believe it. She just couldn’t be inferior to Liu Yusheng!

With a light slap of her hand on the table in front of her, Shan Lai stood up. “Tomorrow, I’ll make you watch your man being executed by beheading with your own eyes!”

“I can’t wait,” the woman sneered, casually tossing something at her. “Also, take your bugs away. Don’t leave them here and make a fool of yourself.”

Shan Lai’s eyes narrowed, and she didn’t bother catching it. The object hit her and fell to the ground.

Immediately, several tiny black specks, the size of grains of rice, scattered across the floor. They looked strange and had already fallen silent—dead.

“You—!”

The woman gave her a disdainful glance and got up, walking toward the inner chamber. “You’re just as disgusting as a bug.”

The beaded curtain swayed, and the woman’s figure disappeared behind it, leaving Shan Lai standing in the main hall, her face alternating between pale and flushed, her whole body trembling.

At the same time, a deep fear finally surfaced within her.

Liu Yusheng actually managed to evade her Gu worms—and even killed them! Just how powerfully skilled was she?

If she could dodge her schemes, then what about her? Could she withstand Liu Yusheng’s retaliation?

A sudden chill ran down her spine. She hurriedly left the Changshou Palace and headed straight for the Imperial Medical Academy.

Hearing footsteps retreat outside, Liu Yusheng lowered her gaze and opened the hand she had been clenching tightly just now.

On her palm were several tiny red dots, no bigger than the tips of needles.

Those were the Gu worms, and it was from there that they had emerged. By the time she sensed something unusual in her palm, the insects were already dead.

Clenching and unclenching her palm repeatedly, Liu Yusheng appeared deep in thought.

Her body could resist Gu insects.

The insects had already burrowed into her body, yet in the end, they were forced out, even killed outright. Could it really be related to her blood?

No matter what, this was a good thing for her.

Otherwise, tonight she would have fallen into Shan Lai’s trap; she would have had no idea when she had planted the Gu on her.

Her eyes shifted toward the window, cold and unfathomable.

Shan Lai, did you really think it would be so easy to get past me?