The Fourth Lady

Chapter 23 Ghost Ring I

Murong Jingxuan stared at Su Qingyan before him, but he didn't know how to express his current

mood. Just a while ago, he was still clearly angry at her for harming herself, yet now because of what

she said, he couldn't help but to smile.

"How do you want to prove to me?" Murong Jingxuan raised his eyebrow at her; that frivolous

appearance of his made Qingyan furrow her brows.

"Is Shizi interested?" Qingyan narrowed her eyes at him like a mischievous fox, "Then I must really

trouble Shizi. Since I don't know martial arts, perhaps Shizi can take me towards Yu village in the

outskirts." Qingyan lifted the corner of her lips and said in a serious tone.

Murong Jingxuan stared at Su Qingyan speechlessly for a moment, and just when she was about to

give up, he lifted her delicate body at once and flew out the window.

When Fengqing saw this, he discreetly followed after Murong Jingxuan. However, he maintained a

'hands-off*' attitude. As for what will happen between the two people in front of him, he wasn't the least

bit interested in knowing about it.

(*TN: The original phrase comes from 'The Analects of Confucius' meaning: things that don't conform

to the Confucius code of ethics don't watch)

Fengqing didn't expect that Su Qingyan would know where granny Ruo's two sons lived. Although it

should have been expected, since only one family in the entire Yu village was arranging a funeral. Even

without thinking about it, you would know which house granny Ruo's sons lived in.

Murong Jingxuan looked to Qingyan in his arms and said with a smile, "The village is currently

conducting a funeral, let's see how you'll make that scorpion follow your orders."

"Oh, is that so?" Su Qingyan didn't bother to look at Murong Jingxuan's doubtful expression. Instead,

after squatting down, she placed her hand onto the ground, and the scorpion quickly appeared on the

grass field, "Youling, the two brothers that are conducting the funeral over there will be your meal for

today."

As if receiving an order, the scorpion quickly disappeared before their eyes. Su Qingyan tilted her head

up to look towards Murong Jingxuan and confidently said, "Shizi, in less than three days, those

brothers will definitely perish."

"How could a man of character be so vicious? In any case, they are still your wet nurse granny's only

family." Murong Jingxuan coldly said as he looked into her eyes after watching the scorpion disappear

into the grass.

"Your Highness Shizi, I'm but a young girl, so what if I'm cruel and ruthless?" Su Qingyan calmly said

as she looked up to him, "My bottom line is precisely: if someone wrongs me, I will end them."

Su Qingyan tightly clenched her fist and looked into Murong Jingxuan's eyes, "I've already said that I,

Su Qingyan, wasn't a good person!"

"Be careful or I might leave you here alone, let you be unable to return to Diqiu." Murong Jingxuan,

seeing her calm demeanor, couldn't help but to threaten her.

Su Qingyan listened to his threat. But rather than getting angry, she instead laughed, "Shizi probably

still remembers that python, right? If your Highness doesn't take me back, then I'll just have that python

bring me back instead!"

Yun was his servant, so how would it follow Qingyan's orders? His lips curled into a smile, quietly

calculating in his mind, "Beautiful, why don't we make a bet? That python is under my control, if you

can make it follow your orders, then I will let you have it."

"Oh!" Su Qingyan looked at Murong Jingxuan with her arms crossed.

Although she didn't understand what Murong Jingxuan is really thinking about, but she finally

somewhat understood what he was capable of. While he was far from mastering the language of all

beasts, he was unexpectedly able to comprehend the language of snakes, freely communicating with

them.

"How about it? Beautiful, are you scared?" Murong Jingxuan gently lifted her chin, but she immediately

slapped his hand away.

"Your Highness, did you think that I was like those girls from Yi Honglou that could be easily picked on

by men?" Su Qingyan retorted in cold voice, "Your Highness, I once said, that I wasn't a good person.

As for you...." She raised her head towards Murong Jingxuan, speaking one word at a time, "it's best if

you don't touch my bottom line."

Murong Jingxuan, seeing her like that, couldn't help but to think of something else. Just when he was

about to tease her again, he unexpectedly avoided needles coming from her hand.

These needles were as thin as a cow's fur. If they were to penetrate the body, then the next time when

one yungong*, the needle will circulate the body along with the blood, ultimately cutting a nerve causing

death.

(*TN: common in martial art or wuxia novels where one mediates while controlling the body's qi or

energy)

"Beautiful, why do you also know how to use these needles?" Murong Jingxuan frowned as he looked

at the needles in his hand. He immediately grabbed her by the neck and spoke in a cold voice, "Just

who in the world are you? You're definitely not the Su's fourth miss, Su Qingyan!"

Su Qingyan never thought that Murong Jingxuan would make such a move. Before the more physically

powerful Murong Jingxuan, she didn't know what to do. She looked into his increasingly ice cold eyes

and spoke out in difficulty, "I am the true and proper daughter of Su Yun, Su Qingyan."

Murong Jingxuan, seeing her pale white appearance, gradually pulled back his strength. But his voice

remained cold, "If you really are Su Qingyan, then why did you act so pitiful and naive before?"

Su Qingyan uncontrollably coughed; that increasingly pale appearance of hers made Murong Jingxuan

furrow his brows. But before he could react, Su Qingyan had already fainted in his arms.

Seeing her pass out, Murong Jingxuan immediately brought her back to his manor, without a second

thought.

Just what in the world did he just do?

This was the first time Chonglou saw his master carrying someone back, furthermore a woman.

Although at best, the one in his arm could only be considered a small girl.

"Chonglou, come in with me." Murong Jingxuan coldly called out to the man in white behind him.

Chonglou couldn't help but to tremble. The temperature surrounding his master seemed to have

dropped quite a bit. Could it be that someone injured the girl in his arms? But why did this girl look so

familiar, just where did he see her before?

"Why are you still out there?" Murong Jingxuan's voice once again sounded. Chonglou didn't have the

luxury to ponder and could only rush into the room.

"Hurry and check what's wrong with her, is she poisoned?" Murong Jingxuan pointed to Su Qingyan,

who was lying on the bed, and said in a cold voice.

"I understand." Chonglou brought out a single handkerchief and placed it upon Qingyan's wrist. A

perpetual frown hung on his face, and after awhile, he habitually placed her arm back under the

blankets.

"Chonglou, how's her situation? How can the scorpion poison in her body be removed?" Murong

Jingxuan walked before him and said, still in a ice cold tone.

"Your Highness, while this lady is poisoned, it's not scorpion poison. According to my knowledge, she's

had this poison since she was in her mother's womb." Chonglou replied in a serious manner, "And it

seems this lady very much understands this, or else she wouldn't have used another poison to counter

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"Another poison to counter it?" Murong Jingxuan raised his head to look towards Chonglou, his tone

not as cold as before, "Are you saying that the scorpion poison is suppressing the other poison in her

body?"