She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 354 - 353: Angel Envoy Enters the Mansion, Crown Prince on the Way

Chapter 354: Chapter 353: Angel Envoy Enters the Mansion, Crown Prince on the Way

"Once this rain falls, we can take action," Huai Xinmei, nestled in the arms of the Angel Envoy, hooked her red lips up sinisterly.

With her slender waist encircled by the Angel Envoy’s arm, he hoarsely voiced a single word, "Okay."

Everything was ready; they were just waiting for the storm to start.

Inside the Marquis Residence.

Wu Zhen knelt in front of the prayer hall while Cui Zhi entered from outside. At this moment, a great wind and rain turned the sky a dull yellow, and the leaves were stripped from the trees, signaling the impending storm.

Having struggled to close the door, Cui Zhi tidied her disheveled hair and walked towards Wu Zhen, "Madam."

Wu Zhen, with her hands pressed together and a string of prayer beads draped over her wrist, hummed an acknowledgment and opened her eyes.

"How did it go? Is that scourge still unwilling to submit?"

With her head lowered, Cui Zhi replied, "The Young Marquis said that he has repaid all his debts to you, and from now on, he has no further relationship with the Marquis Residence."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhen snorted coldly, "Nonsense! There’s never been a child in this world able to repay a parent’s kindness in full. She must be bewitched by Yan Wanqing, spouting such unfilial words to hurt this heart of a mother. If her old Marquis were still here, there’s no telling how this might have enraged him."

Cui Zhi listened to Wu Zhen’s complaints without uttering a word.

Wu Zhen slowly stood up with an angry expression and a glint of malevolence in her eyes, "Since this is the case, she can’t blame me for being merciless as a mother. If the time comes and she refuses to listen, go and bring out ’that thing’.

"Madam..." Cui Zhi frowned slightly, "Are you sure?"

That was the gu Wu Zhen had specifically placed on Huai Yu to control him, sacred to the Northern Border. The Mother Poisonous Insect was in Wu Zhen’s body while the Child Poisonous Insect was in Huai Yu.

If the Child Poisonous Insect died, the Mother Poisonous Insect would remain unscathed.

Moreover, the Mother Poisonous Insect could decide the life and death of the Child Poisonous Insect at any moment and from anywhere.

When Wu Zhen infected Huai Yu with the gu, then still an infant, only Cui Zhi was present. Since then, she had been in charge of maintaining the connection and bond between the Child and Mother Poisonous Insects.

She really had not expected Wu Zhen to be so heartless; while she was still sighing inwardly,

Wu Zhen had already walked up to Cui Zhi, "Do you pity her?"

"This servant wouldn’t dare!" Cui Zhi immediately knelt down.

Looking down imperiously without emotion, Wu Zhen said, "This madam knows that you watched that girl grow up from a young age. It’s natural for you to feel compassion. But don’t forget, Cui Zhi, in whose hands does your life still rest?"

Cui Zhi’s face turned pale upon hearing this.

She lowered her head, "I will follow madam’s arrangements in all things."

"And has there been any news about that other matter?" This pawn could now be sacrificed.

She only cared about where her son was at the moment.

As long as he returned home, she could finally be at ease.

"There’s news that the person has appeared in Northern Border City, but as for who they are and what they look like, there’s still no information. However, our people have been conducting searches within the city these days. If anyone resembling the Young Marquis’s wife is found, we will be notified immediately," Cui Zhi reported.

Impatient with Cui Zhi’s report, Wu Zhen said, "Increase the manpower. The Northern Border is only so large; it shouldn’t be this difficult to conduct a search for a single person. Cui Zhi, you seem to be becoming less and less capable."

"Madam’s reprimand is well deserved. It’s this servant’s negligence."

Observing the utterly compliant Cui Zhi, Wu Zhen’s temper grew worse, "Enough, enough, get out."

With her head bowed, Cui Zhi curtsied and withdrew, closing the door behind her.

Wu Zhen turned and pressed her hands together in prayer before the Buddha statue, "This devout woman is willing to sacrifice ten years of life to plead for the Buddha’s blessing, so my son may return home safely, amen..."

Across from the Marquis Residence.

Cong Ge had closed all the windows in the house and, seeing Yan Wanqing still sitting under the candlelight reading, reminded her.

"Miss, better to continue reading in the daylight, the dimming light could strain your eyes."

Yan Wanqing nodded, flipping to another page of her book.

After reading a few lines, she looked up, "Is it going to rain?"

Cong Ge looked outside at the fading light, "It will definitely rain tonight; the sky is as dark as ink and looks restless."

"Hmm..." Yan Wanqing could feel the wind squeezing through the window crack. It wasn’t refreshing but rather oppressively stuffy.

"How is Huai Yu doing?"

Cong Ge came over to brighten the candle flame and spoke softly, "Miss Huai Yu is planning to soak in a medicinal bath. She says it’s effective and wants to do it a few more times to consolidate the benefits."

"With Xiaoliu there, there is no need to worry." Yan Wanqing felt a sense of relief.

Before she could return her attention to her book, footsteps sounded outside. The maids said Shen Shuyun had returned, bringing with her a man.

It was an Angel Envoy!

Yan Wanqing and Cong Ge exchanged glances. Cong Ge called out to the outside, "Please ask the honored guest to wait a moment; the mistress will go to the front hall shortly."

By now, the wind outside had grown stronger, causing the willow treetops to tangle and fight in the breeze.

When Yan Wanqing went out, she glanced at the garden, its flowers whipped into disarray by the wind. She couldn’t explain why, but she felt an overwhelming sense of oppression and discomfort, as if a significant event was about to unfold.

"Once Huai Yu finishes her bath, tell her about the Angel Envoy," Yan Wanqing instructed Cong Ge, "Also, have Hong Wu arrange for more people in the mansion."

After Cong Ge agreed, Yan Wanqing finally felt at ease and walked towards the front hall.

At the same time, outside Northern Border City, a group of riders moved swiftly through the jungle, led by a man on a pitch-black steed. Dust-covered from travel, his bright eyes still shone clear.

After a continuous month on the road.

He was finally going to see his precious girl!

Xiao Pingfeng felt utterly elated, not the least bit fatigued.

"Faster! Let’s enter the city before the rain starts!" Xiao Pingfeng commanded, cracking the reins on Hei Yun, which made the horse exert even more effort.

The sky was laden with countless cloud layers, pressing against each other to create lightning, continuously producing a chilling thunderous roar.

Shen Shuyun stood at the doorway. Upon seeing Yan Wanqing approach, she hurriedly went to greet her, "Miss."

"This is a friend of mine who has just arrived at the Northern Border, and it happens to be raining heavily, so I brought him to stay at our mansion," Shen Shuyun hinted to Yan Wanqing with a blink.

Yan Wanqing understood without a change of expression, "Our mansion has many guest rooms; it’s no problem."

She saw the Angel Envoy was wearing a mask, the exposed jawline eerily similar to Huai Yu’s, and even the eyes were strikingly alike.

She would arrange for the two to meet later when Huai Yu emerged.

"I’ve seen the miss," said the Angel Envoy, pretending not to know Yan Wanqing’s identity, standing up to greet her with a respectful bow.

His voice was deep, but the way he scrutinized her made Yan Wanqing quite uncomfortable.

The strange feeling within her grew stronger.

She didn’t know why.

She got along well with Huai Yu, but this man, who was very likely Huai Yu’s brother, made her feel uneasy.

"No need for formalities, someone, bring the tea," commanded Yan Wanqing to the maids.

The three of them took their seats in the front hall.