CHAPTER 665: CHAPTER 582: MOVING BEADS ON A PLATE_2

Moving into Zunyao Hall was merely to seek the protection of a powerful figure and to scrape by with a meal.

Today, diagnosing ten Demon Generals was way beyond her usual workload.

Another servant boy, noticing his mistress had set down her pen, hurriedly brought another pot of fresh tea and carefully massaged her shoulders and legs, "Mistress, you have worked hard today."

Yun Qiuhua, with a weary face, licked the corner of her lips and chuckled, "It wasn’t all for nothing. Although those ten Demon General brothers are badly injured, with some care, they’ll all be useful. Most importantly, during the diagnosis, I got to take a good look at their bodies—solid muscles, long legs, long arms; they are fine specimens for the cauldron."

The servant boy hesitated to speak, "Mistress, you might want to take it a bit easier. After all, they’re still Demon Generals."

"Pfft, what of Demon Generals? Love between men and women is purely consensual. Even the Demon Lord can’t lord over me, let alone now when it’s the Enchanting Demon’s special day. Shouldn’t I stockpile some supplies beforehand to avoid trouble? Otherwise, how am I going to get through this month?"

Yun Huaqiu sipped the tea, giggling at some amusing thought.

She lounged on the Taishi Chair, drowsily lowering her eyes, "Speaking of which, our Enchanting Demon clan has indeed produced an oddity, like the current Si He River Lord, Ning Feiyan—you know of her, right?

She was sent to the barbaric land as a hostage when she was a child, just like me. I always admired her greatly back then. With her Ghost God-like looks, it wasn’t a problem if she couldn’t find a man.

Later, as the head of the Six Rivers, what kind of man couldn’t she have? Even those seventy-two Prison Law Demon Generals were at her beck and call for her bedchamber. To have such luck and not enjoy it, but instead stubbornly fight against it, I don’t know who she’s trying to best.

We’re Enchanting Demons, for heaven’s sake. To play with life instead of playing with men—don’t you think she’s just asking for trouble?

Eh? What’s with you? Haven’t had your meal? You stopped massaging me after just a few moments. I think you’re just itching for a beating."

Yun Huaqiu was quite angered. She opened her eyes, ready to scold the lazy servant boy.

But upon opening her eyes, she was greeted by Ning Feiyan’s flawless visage, as if it were a piece of exquisite natural sculpture.

Bathed in morning light, her brows and eyes brimmed with life, her teeth gleamed like jade, her porcelain white fingertips held a cup of brimming tea, arriving silently, gazing down at her with a smug smile.

Yun Huaqiu’s hands shook violently, not a trace of her prior laziness showing on her face. Struggling to smile, she said, "Ning... River Lord, what brings you to grace my humble abode today? Hurry and serve the tea."

"No need." Ning Feiyan smiled, "How about I treat you to tea instead?"

With that, she lightly twirled her wrist, and the boiling tea from her full cup drenched Yun Huaqiu’s face.

With her makeup ruined and her face scalded red by the tea, Yun Huaqiu could not utter a word of complaint, laughing awkwardly until the tea in Ning Feiyan’s cup ran out. She then wiped off the tea from her face and hurriedly got up to offer her seat, her tone considerate and concerned, "River Lord, do you feel unwell?"

Ning Feiyan didn’t stand on ceremony and plopped down onto the Taishi Chair, draping her slender legs lazily over the table, her inherent seductive gaze flickering as she gave her a chilling look, "I’m here to settle accounts with you."

Yun Huaqiu’s scalp tightened, a chill ran through her heart, and stammered with a nervous laugh, "Settle... accounts? My, oh my, River Lord, please don’t make things difficult. Who would dare to cross you?"

Ning Feiyan, her face impassive, took out a small Jade Bottle and tossed it onto the table, "This is the Blood Lotus Pill you gave me."

Yun Huaqiu, nervous and trembling, picked up the bottle, "River Lord, you’re really pressing me here. I told you when I gave you the Blood Lotus Pill that it greatly reduces longevity. You wouldn’t listen, and now you’re coming to me with an issue that arises from it. How can you hold me accountable for this unfair charge?"

Ning Feiyan said coldly, "If it could actually cause me trouble, that would be quite a skill of yours."

Yun Huaqiu blinked, "What?"

A hint of ferociousness appeared in Ning Feiyan’s eyes, "The pill is useless."

"Useless?" Seeing the cloud of gloom on her face, Yun Huaqiu instantly realized something and awkwardly chuckled, "Well... the thing is, the Blood Lotus Pill was originally concocted by me just to pass the time. It cannot cure illnesses, but can easily take a life.

I warned you back then, advising against taking it, but you wouldn’t listen, insisting on taking an unconventional path. Besides, resisting charm largely depends on endurance, not medicine. Look, this..."

Ning Feiyan narrowed her eyes, "In the past, it had some effect. The three Han Shuang Illusory Buds of mine were well spent. But this year, it’s been completely useless. Could it be that this year’s Blood Lotus Pills were shoddily made, deliberately sloppy?"

Yun Huaqiu protested her innocence, patting her thighs frantically, "How could I dare? River Lord, the effective nature of medicine is mysterious and unpredictable. Sometimes its failure isn’t just due to the pill itself, it might be other factors.

You’ve been afflicted with ’Jiao’ poison lately. Maybe the poison affected the potency of the pills, making them less effective. It might be worth it for me to check your pulse and find the real cause to concoct a new medicine for you."

Ning Feiyan frowned. The ’Jiao’ poison in her body was just a lie for self-preservation, non-existent as Yun Huaqiu had speculated.

Yet, the changes in her body last night were truly baffling. After a moment of contemplation, she still extended her wrist for examination.

Yun Huaqiu, taking no chances, paid close attention, diagnosing the pulse, even using the spiritual energy from the Divine Mansion, feeling it meticulously.

Moments later, Ning Feiyan felt a finger on her wrist abruptly stiffen.

Yun Huaqiu opened her eyes with an odd look, casting a furtive glance at her, which met Ning Feiyan’s icy gaze before quickly closing her eyes again.

Growing impatient, Ning Feiyan pulled back her hand, "If you continue to feign death, I wouldn’t mind sending you on your way."

Yun Huaqiu hurriedly opened her eyes, but hesitated, asking with difficulty, "That... River Lord, have you been with... a man recently?"

Ning Feiyan’s wrist inside her sleeve jerked violently, and she glared coldly at her, her eyebrows filled with hostility, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Yun Huaqiu had never seen such a terrifying expression from her, causing her legs to tremble.

After a long deliberation, she finally spoke nervously, "Your pulse is fluid and unobstructed, resembling moving beads, like that of a fetus, your body though weak, but your spirit is vibrant. This is unmistakably... unmistakably... "

Ning Feiyan’s spine tensed as she sat up straight, her gaze fixed on her, "Unmistakably what?"

Yun Huaqiu, pressured by her formidable aura, closed her eyes and blurted out, "Unmistakably that you are more than a month pregnant! Congratulations, River Lord, you are going to be a mother!"

Ning Feiyan’s world spun, barely able to steady herself on the chair. If not for clutching the armrest in time, she might have collapsed.

The blood pulsating through her temples made her feel as if her brain couldn’t keep up, leaving her rigid.

The overwhelming news bore down like dark clouds, causing turmoil in her heart.

Despite Ning Feiyan’s impenetrable thoughts and inscrutable nature, she was completely overwhelmed by this situation.

Yun Huayan quietly observed her reaction, thinking she might never see this side of her again after today.

Leaves fell from branches, the dawning light split in two.

After a long silence, Ning Feiyan’s fingers turned white from gripping the armrest so hard.

She closed her eyes, taking a long time to digest the shocking news.

When she opened her eyes again, they were devoid of any ripples, calm as a still night. She asked evenly, "So, is there any way to remedy the situation with the Blood Lotus Pill?"

Even Yun Huaqiu, who had seen all manner of people and weathered great storms, couldn’t help but admire her.

To think that pregnancy was less important to her than the Blood Lotus Pill.

Shouldn’t her priority now be to preserve the pregnancy and protect herself?

Just now, during the pulse diagnosis, Yun Huaqiu had clearly perceived all of her complicated injuries.