"You..."
"You are Shen Moyun, not Feng Qishi. Feng Qishi and I are friends, you and I are not." Mu Anxiao interrupted, pulling Amei up forcefully.
Feng Qishi froze.
Then, after much effort, Mu Anxiao finally managed to carry Amei on her back. "Move aside." She looked up at Feng Qishi, who was blocking her path.
Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao's haggard face, then at Amei, who was asleep on her back. He said, "With your current physical condition, you..."
"Who are you to tell me?" Mu Anxiao said disdainfully.
"You..."
"Shen Moyun, General Shen, can't you see I'm trying to save someone? Can you stop wasting my time?" Mu Anxiao interrupted, her eyes widening.
Feng Qishi stiffened. Before he could speak, Zhao Xiang suddenly pushed the door open and walked in. "What's going on here?" he asked.
Hearing this, Feng Qishi frowned and immediately turned to look at Zhao Xiang.
In that instant, Zhao Xiang saw Mu Anxiao and then exclaimed with exaggerated surprise, "Ah, you're here too."
Mu Anxiao frowned. She wanted to see what tricks Zhao Xiang could pull.
"You..." Zhao Xiang continued, striding forward. He glanced at Amei on Mu Anxiao's back and became angry. "You killed her."
"Which eye saw me kill her?" Mu Anxiao retorted coldly, wondering if Zhao Xiang had heard their earlier conversation.
"Both eyes." Zhao Xiang suddenly turned serious. "When you were arguing with her, I thought you were acting strangely. As expected, you made your move."
"What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Zhao Xiang snorted. "The villain cries foul first. Why are you carrying Amei here? Aren't you just trying to tell Moyun that you're innocent? A woman's heart is the most venomous. You're really quite something."
"You're the one who's a woman," Mu Anxiao shot Zhao Xiang a sidelong glance.
Zhao Xiang snorted and turned to Feng Qishi. "Moyun, she definitely killed Amei. You must seek justice for Amei." He was agitated.
From Feng Qishi's understanding, Zhao Xiang always spoke so dramatically, and he was no different now. This made Feng Qishi uncertain about whether Zhao Xiang was telling the truth.
However, he still had to respond.
"She's not dead," he said calmly.
"Not..."
"I brought Amei from her room. She's taking Amei to find a doctor," Feng Qishi interrupted, deciding to use this opportunity to test Zhao Xiang.
Zhao Xiang heard this, turned around, took a step forward, reached past Mu Anxiao, felt for Amei's breath, and his eyes darkened. "She's still alive," he said.
To his surprise, Mu Anxiao caught Zhao Xiang's look. "It seems you're very disappointed," she said, staring into his eyes.
Zhao Xiang immediately averted his gaze. "Of course, I'm disappointed. But since Amei is alive, I'm relieved," he said, still looking past Mu Anxiao at Amei.
Seeing Zhao Xiang like this, Mu Anxiao became suspicious. "Why are you staring at her?"
"I like it," Zhao Xiang said, meeting Mu Anxiao's eyes. "What's it to you?"
"You..."
"Give Amei to me," Zhao Xiang suddenly said.
Mu Anxiao knew that Zhao Xiang was responsible for Amei's condition. She wasn't exposing him now because she wanted to see his true colors.
Unexpectedly, he had the audacity to speak up himself.
So, Mu Anxiao refused. "I won't give her to you."
"You..."
"I'm taking her to a doctor."
"I'll take her."
"I don't need you to take her," Mu Anxiao said, taking a half-step back.
Zhao Xiang frowned. "You're the one who harmed her. I can't trust you."
"You don't trust me, but I don't trust you either."
"What do you mean by that?" Zhao Xiang became anxious.
Mu Anxiao narrowed her eyes slightly. "What do I mean? If it weren't for your soporific incense, Amei wouldn't be like this. Now," she said, "I strongly suspect you're the problem."
"You... you can't just say things like that."
"I'm saying it carelessly?" Mu Anxiao scoffed. Suddenly, she remembered the toxic mist she was holding. To prevent him from returning the mist to Amei's body, she deliberately crouched down, placed Amei back on the bed, then stood up and continued, "I think you're the one talking carelessly. What exactly was that soporific incense?" As she spoke, she opened her palm as before, extending her hand covered in toxic mist towards Zhao Xiang's chest.
Unexpectedly, just as Mu Anxiao thought she was about to succeed, Zhao Xiang dodged.
In that instant, Mu Anxiao missed, and the toxic mist in her palm grew considerably larger.
At the same time, Zhao Xiang looked down and his eyes widened. "What is that?" he pointed at Mu Anxiao's palm.
Mu Anxiao froze.
Seeing Mu Anxiao remain silent, Zhao Xiang quickly turned to Feng Qishi. "She's a monster."
Feng Qishi looked confused. "Why do you say she's a monster?" he began to play dumb.
Zhao Xiang pointed at Mu Anxiao's palm.
Mu Anxiao hadn't expected Zhao Xiang to resort to the tactic of "the villain cries foul." She swallowed and slowly turned her face towards Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi leaned forward and looked at Mu Anxiao's palm. "There's nothing there," he said.
Hearing Feng Qishi's words, Mu Anxiao breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her hand.
On the contrary, Zhao Xiang became anxious. "There's a dark mass in her palm, it's terrifying. How can you not see it?" he stared at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi reached out and touched Zhao Xiang's forehead. "You don't have a fever. Why are you talking nonsense?"
"I'm not. She really has it," Zhao Xiang insisted, anxious.
Feng Qishi sighed lightly. "Rest well. You're just too stressed," he said, looking at Mu Anxiao. "Leave her here, and you go find a doctor."
"You..."
"Hurry up and go," Feng Qishi interrupted.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Zhao Xiang, who had failed to make his accusation, and finally, because Feng Qishi had spoken up for her, she turned and left.
Thus, only Zhao Xiang and Feng Qishi remained in the room.
Zhao Xiang persisted. "Really, I saw it. She's definitely a monster."
"Didn't you go to that... Spring Blossom Pavilion? Why are you back so early?" Feng Qishi deliberately changed the subject.
Hearing this, Zhao Xiang was led away by Feng Qishi. "I don't want to go anymore."
"Why?"
"Instead of going there, I'd rather come back to see Amei a few more times," Zhao Xiang said. He quickly turned and walked to the bedside, bent down, arranged Amei, and covered her with the quilt.
Feng Qishi stared at Zhao Xiang's retreating back and asked, "How did you know Amei and that girl came here?" He deliberately tested Zhao Xiang.
Zhao Xiang straightened up and looked at Feng Qishi. "Don't talk about it. Just talking about it makes me angry."
"What's wrong?"
"Your mansion is too big. I searched for a long time before finding that damned girl's room. When I went in, she was gone," Zhao Xiang said. "If I had found her sooner, Amei wouldn't be like this." After speaking, he glanced at Amei again.
Chapter 1 The Beginning