Crazy or What? The Gloomy Prince Kisses Me to Tears Every Night!-Chapter 214 - 204: Has the Plan Fallen Through?

Bai Susu was momentarily stunned. Was this peony spirit looking at her?

Did she want Bai Susu to save her?

But, how could she have that kind of ability?

As Bai Susu was thinking this, many men around were already staring blankly at the sight of the peony spirit’s tears.

This demon was indeed a demon; just shedding tears already looked so enchanting and heartrending.

At this moment, someone loudly asked, "Envoy of the Zhou Kingdom, how did you seal this peony spirit in the vase? Will she run out?"

Female demons in tales of the supernatural are always beautiful yet man-eating creatures.

Is the Zhou Kingdom sure this peony spirit will not escape the vase and harm anyone?

Upon hearing this, the Zhou Kingdom’s envoy immediately replied with a smile, "Rest assured, everyone. Since we dare to present this demon to the Emperor Daqin, it is naturally certain that she cannot escape this vase."

"Do not underestimate this vase; it is a specially made magic artifact we obtained at great cost from a Taoist priest for the purpose of restraining her. Inside, there are special arrays inscribed to subdue this demon; she cannot escape." The Zhou Kingdom’s envoy said this with a hint of pride.

And the peony spirit, upon hearing this, wept even more intensely.

The others, listening, nodded in realization.

"I see, no wonder you dare to present her to the Emperor Daqin."

And Feng Qingyang also nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this.

He had no shortage of talented and resourceful individuals under his command, and numerous masters skilled at subduing demons; how could they be afraid of a mere minor demon?

Even Feng Qiwu... wasn’t he turned into a madman ready to lose control at any moment by those under his command?

...

Bai Susu then slightly squinted her eyes and silently lowered her head on the table, no longer meeting the peony spirit’s gaze.

She currently did not possess the ability to save this female demon.

But if even plants could become spirits, then perhaps other more dangerous beings... might also appear with the resurgence of Star Power.

If these beings remained hidden in deep mountains and forests, it wouldn’t be too bad.

But if they emerged to harm people, humanity today could not withstand it.

Thinking of these, Bai Susu’s mood suddenly became a bit heavier.

At this time, the Zhou Kingdom concluded their gift presentation, and the Vase Beauty, under the enamored gazes of many men, was covered again with a red cloth and carried away.

Afterward, it was the South Border Saintess’ turn to present a gift.

In the original storyline, it was not the Saintess who came from the Southland but the Southern Border Priest Yu Qingfeng.

Perhaps because of the significant loss he suffered at the hands of Feng Qiwu in the last autumn hunt, Yu Qingfeng did not come to participate in the Conference of All Nations this time.

According to the original storyline, the Southern Border Priest Yu Qingfeng presented Da Qin with a difficult ancient problem that stumped everyone.

Moreover, in the original text of the Southern Border gift presentation, Feng Qiwu, who lost control at the autumn hunt due to an assassination attempt, was almost driven mad again at the Conference of All Nations by Yu Qingfeng’s same methods.

But after a series of open and covert struggles between the two, it ended with Feng Qiwu’s victory, concluding this exciting plot segment.

But now Yu Qingfeng did not come at all.

The South Border Saintess did not present the age-old problem from the original text but instead offered some very ordinary gifts, neither surprising nor disappointing.

However, since the South Border was a barren little country, Feng Qingyang naturally did not care much about what they presented.

After nodding once, he let the South Border Saintess return to her seat and sit down.

...

On the other side, Bai Wanwan had long since tensed up all over, unconsciously, when it was the South Border’s turn to present gifts.

In her previous life, the Southern Border Priest Yu Qingfeng brought a problem not just difficult but also toxic.

He wanted to present a painting called the Fire Cloud Sunset Painting by some art fanatic.

But strangely, once the painting was unfurled, anyone who stopped to admire it would lose control and have their spirit sucked into the painting’s scene, entering a state of being burned by fire.

The only way to break it was to close one’s eyes and anoint the female figure admiring the scenery in the painting with fresh blood.

Back then, let alone breaking the spell of this painting, many who directly saw the artwork reportedly had their spirits sucked into it and suffered greatly.

When they were finally freed from the painting, they naturally were deeply grateful to the Mad Crown Prince who rescued them from it.

This was also one of the reasons Feng Qiwu’s ascension was so smooth later.

In the past life’s Conference of All Nations, Feng Qiwu initially stole the limelight, and many people owed him a favor due to Yu Qingfeng’s presented painting.

So her original plan was to step in and solve the problem after some officials lost their minds and fell into a burning illusion from watching the painting, once the Southern Border Priest presented the Fire Cloud Sunset Painting.

This way, not only would she instantly become famous throughout the world, but she would also receive much gratitude from many.

It was a win-win situation for her.

But to say she wasn’t scared or nervous would be untrue.

After all, if things didn’t go smoothly, she might get caught up in it herself.

But what Bai Wanwan could not have expected was, just as she had finally finished mentally preparing herself to close her eyes and smear the female figure in the painting with blood, she saw that instead of the usual Southern Border envoy, it was the South Border Saintess who had come this time.

In the Southland, the South Border Saintess indeed held a very special status, but she was no match for the Southern Border Priest.

Most importantly, the South Border Saintess did not present the Fire Cloud Sunset Painting that stirred up the Conference of All Nations in her previous life but instead offered some utterly ordinary gifts lacking any highlights.

It wasn’t until the South Border Saintess had returned to her seat and sat down, that Bai Wanwan came to her senses dazedly.

What on earth was going on?

The plan she had meticulously arranged for so long was all ruined?

How could the Southland not follow the script from her previous life?

For a moment, Bai Wanwan couldn’t help but clench her hands tightly.

Then she couldn’t help but turn her head and ask Feng Changge, "Your Highness, why didn’t the Southern Border Priest come this time? Didn’t they always send the Southern Border Priest in the past?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Changge glanced at Bai Wanwan and then explained in a low voice, "I heard it’s because the Southern Border Priest is in seclusion, currently unable to leave and attend the Conference of All Nations."

Unlike Da Qin, the Southland had some unique heritages, passed down among the priests from generation to generation, which was why the Southland, though a small nation, remained mysteriously challenging.

And as priests value personal cultivation, it’s perfectly normal.

...

Upon hearing Feng Changge’s explanation, Bai Wanwan couldn’t help but lower her lashes and murmur, "Oh."

Seclusion for cultivation?

Why did she find this a bit strange?

Afterward, Bai Wanwan instinctively looked in Bai Susu’s direction.

She couldn’t help but think: if she wasn’t the only one who had been reborn... it might explain why some things deviated from the trajectory of her past life.