Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 699 - 698 What Exactly Do They Want You to Do

Chapter 699: Chapter 698 What Exactly Do They Want You to Do

Ye Qingying’s expression changed instantly.

As the Poisonous Insect gnawed at his bones, although he was in excruciating pain, at least, he was not afraid.

But the thought of Xiaoyao coming in set off inexplicable panic in his heart.

That twinge of terror, Hongchou saw it clearly.

With a curve of her lip, Hongchou smiled and said, "It seems you’re very nervous about this little girl. What if, she tasted the flavor of the Poisonous Insect on you..."

"You... dare!"

While Hongchou spoke, she was not playing the flute.

As the sound of the flute ceased, Ye Qingying finally mustered a bit of strength and lunged at her.

Whoever dared to harm Xiaoyao, he would kill them!

It didn’t matter if it was Hongchou or even Yu Linglong!

Hongchou had anticipated his reaction, and while he was tormented by the Poisonous Insect to the point of wishing for death, and still weak, she flickered, and her figure had already escaped out the window.

"This is the medicine His Majesty prepared for Prince Xuan. If he keeps taking this, he will lose all his martial strength," she said.

That wretched girl was going to come in soon, and Hongchou’s words were very brief:

"Don’t think about running away. You can’t escape. If you don’t deal with Prince Xuan, His Majesty will deal with her. Consider your choices carefully."

"Master!"

Xiaoyao burst through the door.

Hongchou had already left through the window, but Xiaoyao knew someone had been there.

Yet now, that person was not as important as her master.

Xiaoyao quickly went over, supporting the unsteady Ye Qingying.

Seeing the blood running from his nostrils, Xiaoyao immediately pressed on the pulse points of his wrist, "Master, what on earth happened to you? Who hurt you?"

His breath was in disarray, but there were no internal injuries, nor did it seem like poisoning!

What exactly happened?

"I... I’m fine," Ye Qingying raised his hand, wiping the blood from his nose.

"I must have overheated these past couple of days, causing a nosebleed."

"Impossible!" Xiaoyao glared at him, "Master, tell me the truth! Who was here?"

"No one..."

Xiaoyao didn’t believe it and turned to chase after the intruder.

Ye Qingying grabbed her hand, attempting to pull her back.

But to his chagrin, his body was weak at the moment, and Xiaoyao’s strength was not small.

When she pulled him, he lost his balance and fell forward abruptly.

Xiaoyao got a fright, immediately turned around, and steadied him, "Master, you’re injured like this, why won’t you tell me the truth? Who was it?"

Ye Qingying shook his head and simply said, "Help me back to my room. I need to meditate and regulate my energy."

...Ye Qingying sat cross-legged on the bed.

An hour later, his ghastly pale complexion had finally returned to normal.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw Xiaoyao staring intently at him, her eyes void of life.

"What’s wrong? This look in your eyes. Your master is alright, isn’t he?" he said, trying to offer comfort with a smile.

However, Xiaoyao’s expression was extremely grim, "No internal injuries, no poisoning... Master, you’ve been affected by Poisonous Insect Technique."

Ye Qingying’s eyes flickered slightly, but the surprise in his eyes was fleeting.

He still smiled and said, "How is that possible? Don’t worry needlessly, your master is fine."

"Master, I trust you, but you can’t treat me like a fool."

Xiaoyao walked over, grabbing his garment, "Master, tell me. Who did this to you with the Poisonous Insect Technique? Who harmed you? What exactly do they want you to do?"

Ye Qingying didn’t speak.

The time he could spend with her was only so much.

He didn’t want to, and couldn’t, just give up like that.

"Xiaoyao, give your master a bit more time. I will definitely find a way to rid myself of those people."

Xiaoyao, however, shook her head, "Although I don’t understand the Poisonous Insect Technique, I do know that without resolving it, staying away from the person who applied it leaves only one path: death."

She held Ye Qingying’s hand, her fingers slowly tightening.

"Tell me, what exactly do they want you to do?"