CHAPTER 38: CHAPTER 38: SHE’S JUST A PASSING GUEST IN MY LIFE!

Until the carriage returned to the residence, Zhao Yi’s face remained dark.

Huang Ying and the little venomous creature were driving in front.

Zhao Yi finally couldn’t hold back, lifted the curtain, and asked the little venomous creature: "What on earth were you thinking? In broad daylight, why ask me if I want to eat that stupid woman?"

Peach blossoms hadn’t even bloomed, yet they withered already!

Zhao Yi could imagine how the young ladies and brides in Shengjing City would perceive him after today!

Heartbroken over love?

Hate born from love?

Revenge on women?

Eating people in broad daylight!

If such a thing happened to someone else, surely no one would believe it.

But when it happens to Zhao Yi.

It’s quite reasonable!

The Great Xia royal family is a breeding ground for various lunatics and neurotic individuals.

If Zhao Yi only had a penchant for eating people, he’d be on the milder end of the mental illness spectrum in the royal family!

Zhao Yi’s heart was clouded with gloom.

The Empress surely already knows about his failed matchmaking attempt.

Someone might already be chosen!

Knowing well that Zhao Yi is a nutcase, yet daring to marry him as an imperial consort...

Zhao Yi couldn’t even fathom how bold that woman must be!

"Alas!"

Thinking of the bleak future, Zhao Yi couldn’t help but feel utterly hopeless.

The little venomous creature looked clueless.

Hearing Zhao Yi’s words, she turned her head dumbfounded, looking highly puzzled.

"Aren’t we supposed to eat her? Then why catch her in the first place?"

Zhao Yi was speechless.

He could see that the little venomous creature genuinely didn’t understand.

In the little venomous creature’s understanding, hunting is a very arduous task.

Moreover, it’s difficult to preserve food.

Therefore, once prey is caught, it must be devoured immediately.

Zhao Yi didn’t know how to explain to her that humans consuming humans could lead to prion disease, which is deadly.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, he said: "...Eat! I’ll eat her once back!"

In the corner, Yao Qing, who was slowly regaining consciousness, heard this, and couldn’t help but shiver.

She carefully shrank her body, trying her best to cover exposed parts to evade falling prey to the villain before her.

Zhao Yi heard the disturbance, looked back at Yao Qing, and wickedly scanned over her body with a devilish gaze, occasionally licking his lips greedily, until she was pale with fright, then returned to his seat contentedly.

Piece of cake!

If I can’t handle this little venomous creature, can’t I deal with you?

As the carriage neared the gates of the official residence, Zhao Yi suddenly sensed something, and raised his head toward the direction of the mansion.

It was early spring, the weather was still cold, with a chill and dampness lingering in the air.

At the entrance of the palace, a stylish lady in a light green gown stood proudly.

She hugged an intricately designed sword in her arms, her face stern, looking indifferently at the approaching carriage.

"Qing Feng!"

Seeing Qing Feng, Huang Ying’s eyes lit up and she jumped down from the carriage, quickly running to her side, touching her little hands, feeling the cool touch, immediately scolding: "You’re still injured, why aren’t you resting indoors? What if you catch a cold? If you fall ill, the master will be heartbroken!"

Qing Feng didn’t speak, remaining coldly focused on the carriage.

The carriage stabilized, Zhao Yi didn’t wait for attendants to assist, but directly jumped down, approached Qing Feng, and said concernedly: "Qing Feng, how are your injuries? Spring brings chilly weather, take care not to catch cold."

Qing Feng still didn’t speak, still staring at the direction of the carriage.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi signaled Huang Ying with a glance, instructing her to lead the person inside.

Yao Qing was still on the carriage.

Qing Feng was already upset about Zhao Yi’s previous mention of using Yao Qing as a furnace.

If she saw Zhao Yi bring her back, she would definitely overthrow the vinegar jar.

Huang Ying nodded, just as she was about to speak, she saw the little venomous creature dragging Yao Qing out unceremoniously.

Zhao Yi clearly felt that the instant Yao Qing appeared, though Qing Feng showed no expression, the air around them froze!

Zhao Yi looked towards Huang Ying, who shook her head helplessly.

The little venomous creature was oblivious to the tense atmosphere.

She loudly claimed credit to Zhao Yi: "Master, you forgot your treasure! Her poison is nearly neutralized, luckily I was prudent, or she would’ve escaped!"

Treasure?

The coldness in Qing Feng’s eyes intensified!

Zhao Yi: "..."

Yao Qing: "..."

Staring at the little venomous creature, Zhao Yi’s mind was racing.

He couldn’t understand it.

Wasn’t the little venomous creature in the original tale a cold and ruthless monster?

A murderer of tens of thousands without a blink.

But what’s up with this airhead before him?

Is it because he lacks the protagonist’s aura, causing all the plot characters to deviate?

Zhao Yi took a deep breath.

If it were someone else, it’d be one thing, but Qing Feng has been with Zhao Yi through thick and thin; her serious injury is also due to him, so Zhao Yi couldn’t bear to let her be saddened.

Luckily it hasn’t reached the worst-case scenario yet.

There’s still hope for redemption.

Thinking this, Zhao Yi once again looked at Huang Ying.

Huang Ying blinked, looked at Yao Qing, then at Qing Feng, finally settling her gaze on Zhao Yi, then suddenly produced a handful of sunflower seeds from nowhere and began nibbling on them grudgingly!

Zhao Yi glared at her resentfully.

Startled, Huang Ying retracted her neck, quickly put away the seeds, feigning an "I’m just a bystander" expression.

Cough cough!

Zhao Yi cleared his throat, looked at Qing Feng, preparing to speak, but Qing Feng spoke first.

She stared at Zhao Yi, her cold face filled with confusion, as if she were a puppy abandoned by its owner, eyes full of fear and uncertainty.

Opening her mouth, she struggled for a long time before finally stammering: "I, I am your furnace..."

Her voice was soft, speaking cautiously, testing the waters, seeming anxious and despairing.

Qing Feng, usually stoic, displayed a wounded animal-like heartache.

Zhao Yi’s heart melted.

He immediately held Qing Feng’s little face, gently and carefully comforting her: "Okay okay, you are my furnace. Don’t worry, everyone else is just guests, only you are my sole furnace!"

Worried Qing Feng wouldn’t believe him, Zhao Yi hurriedly swore an oath: "I’m capturing this woman back for revenge, not to use her as my furnace! She violated our wager, I will brutalize her fiercely! I will ravage her body, trample her dignity, torture her soul, make her suffer endlessly!"

Such words were akin to a devil’s whisper, extremely vicious.

Yet Qing Feng was greatly appeased!

Previously hearing Zhao Yi had captured Yao Qing, she felt her world crumbling.

From Qing Feng’s earliest memories, she’s lived solely for Zhao Yi.

Now that Zhao Yi started cultivating, she thought she was about to achieve perfection, suddenly being told it was unnecessary.

A decade of effort rendered futile.

Qing Feng remaining composed even under such circumstances already demonstrated remarkable resilience!

The frost on Qing Feng’s face thawed.

Yao Qing, however, shivered as if plunged into an icy abyss.

Humiliation!

Zhao Yi didn’t bother concealing his words from her.

The scorn was evident!

Yao Qing clenched her fists, glaring at Zhao Yi, her eyes brimming with hatred and fear.

Never before had anyone dared to humiliate her like this!

Utter humiliation!

If not wary of the many people in the palace, Yao Qing would’ve pounced to bite Zhao Yi to death!

Taking a deep breath, Yao Qing stealthily shifted her footsteps, and quietly retreated!

Just as her foot lifted, Zhao Yi’s cold voice pierced through.

"Move a step, and I’ll kill your entire family!"

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