422: Chapter 422 Does Your Highness think it's him?

Ziyi sat by the window, gazing at the moonlight outside, her brows also knitted together.

She was also retracing all the details of the past few days.

Starting from Qiao Feifei's phrase "making trouble in the bridal chamber" at the wedding banquet.

To all the images seen in the Void Realm that night.

And then to that momentary anomaly when locking eyes with King Feiyun today.

Ziyi confirmed that something was wrong with her.

And she was certain that Your Highness King Feiyun, just like her, was affected by something.

Moreover, Ziyi was almost certain that the person who meddled was King Xuanyin.

That night, King Xuanyin led King Feiyun and her step by step over there.

Precisely to tamper with them.

To vent her pent-up frustration over the defeat in the Friendship Tournament.

Ziyi figured out the entire chain of events.

Her Divine Thought reached out to the light computer in her Sea of Consciousness, preparing to send a communication to King Feiyun.

To tell Your Highness about her discovery, so the two of them could investigate and guard against it together.

As soon as her Divine Thought touched the light computer, before she had time to input text...

A communication message from King Feiyun popped out a step ahead.

The content was similar to what she thought; Your Highness had also discovered the abnormality.

[ Virtual World discussion or reality? ]

[ Reality ]

[ Good ]

The two chose a more direct way of communication.

Ziyi got up and pushed the door open to walk out.

King Feiyun also pushed open the door of her Cultivate room and stepped into the night.

Two figures flitted across the moonlight, one from the east and one from the west, dashing swiftly toward each other's direction.

Soon, the two converged in a quiet small courtyard.

King Feiyun landed in the center of the courtyard, her robe hem lifted and lowered by the night wind.

Ziyi landed almost simultaneously, standing three steps away in front of her.

The two looked at each other, neither speaking first.

After a moment of silence, King Feiyun spoke first: "Did you also feel it today?"

Ziyi nodded: "Yes."

"When did it start?"

"After that night."

King Feiyun's heart stirred; it was exactly as she had anticipated.

"Do you think King Xuanyin was the one who meddled?"

Ziyi nodded without hesitation:

"Yes."

"That night she took the initiative to lure us over, and every step seemed planned out."

"Then while we placed our attention on... Lin Yun, she secretly made a move on us."

"Before leaving, she specifically glanced at me. I didn't think much of it at the time, but looking back now, that glance was very wrong."

King Feiyun was silent for a few breaths, then slowly spoke: "I have also suspected her."

"Your Highness suspects her too?"

"Mn. But I have checked."

King Feiyun looked into Ziyi's eyes, her tone sinking:

"I have checked countless times, from the inside out of my entire body, without any traces of being invaded."

Ziyi was stunned.

She looked at King Feiyun, the expression on her face slowly changing from certainty to confusion.

"I have checked too," Ziyi's voice lowered a bit, "There is nothing."

The two fell silent for another moment.

Moonlight fell into the courtyard, spreading a patch of silver-white halo on the slate ground.

The night wind passed through the gaps in the courtyard wall, making tiny noises.

Ziyi suddenly spoke: "If it is not King Xuanyin, then who could it be?"

King Feiyun did not answer immediately.

She stood in the moonlight, her profile outlined clearly by the night, her brows slightly furrowed, as if making a certain decision.

After quite a while, she spoke, her voice lower by a fraction than before: "I thought of a possibility."

"What possibility?"

"Other than King Xuanyin, who else did we jointly come into contact with that night?"

Ziyi was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood her meaning.

Her pupils dilated slightly.

"Your Highness means..."

"I am only guessing."

King Feiyun interrupted her, her tone calm, but her fingertips were already clutching her cuffs tightly.

"I have no evidence. But I cannot think of any other explanation."

Ziyi stood in place, the expression on her face constantly changing, from confusion to shock, and from shock to disbelief.

"Lin Yun?"

She finally spoke that name, her voice somewhat dry.

"Your Highness thinks it is him?"

King Feiyun did not deny it.

She just stood there, looking at the scholar tree in the courtyard illuminated by the moonlight, and after a long while, whispered a sentence:

"I don't know either."

Ziyi was silent for a very long time.

In the courtyard, only the rustling sound of the night wind passing through the scholar tree leaves remained, along with a faint dog bark coming from afar, which quickly dissipated into the night.

She looked at King Feiyun, her lips moving a few times, before she softly spoke:

"Why does Your Highness think it would be Lin Yun, instead of believing that King Xuanyin influenced us?"

She paused, as if organizing her phrasing:

"I mean, what if King Xuanyin's methods are more ingenious than we anticipated, and we simply didn't discover them?"

King Feiyun did not answer immediately.

She stood in the moonlight, was silent for a few breaths, then turned around to look at Ziyi.

"This is impossible."

Her tone was very certain, so certain that Ziyi's breath hitched slightly.

"Both being of the Ninth Rank, King Xuanyin's cultivation is a notch weaker than mine."

"Although she possesses the Nine-Tailed Royal Bloodline among the Fox-People, the charm of the Nine-Tails coupled with the Xuanyin Charm Body allows her to reach the pinnacle in the path of charm, reaching a pinnacle to..."

When King Feiyun reached this point, her gaze paused on Ziyi for a moment.

"She can influence you without letting you discover it; that is indeed possible."

"But to influence me silently and smoothly without letting me discover it at all..."

King Feiyun shook her head.

"This is impossible."

"My cultivation is higher than hers, and I also possess a special Physique."

"The Misty Physique's perception on the level of the Divine Soul is inherently several times sharper than ordinary people."

"If she truly meddled with me, it's impossible for me not to notice at all."

Listening to these words, Ziyi opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She had to admit that what Your Highness King Feiyun said made sense.

King Xuanyin being able to influence herself without being discovered by her—Ziyi believed this.

But to say that King Xuanyin could similarly influence Your Highness King Feiyun without being discovered...

No matter how highly Ziyi regarded King Xuanyin, she felt it was rather unrealistic.

After all, the cultivation gap was right there.

Moreover, Ziyi had witnessed with her own eyes the sharpness of the Misty Physique toward the level of the Divine Soul.

"Then..." Ziyi's voice lowered, "Why would Your Highness suspect it is Lin Yun?"

She looked at King Feiyun, her eyes full of incomprehension.

"Lin Yun is only a Sixth Rank Martial Artist. A Sixth Rank Martial Artist influencing the Eighth and Ninth Ranks? How is this possible?"

"This is even more unreliable than King Xuanyin influencing Your Highness."

Ziyi's tone carried obvious confusion; she truly couldn't figure it out.

King Feiyun did not rush to refute.

"I know this sounds absurd."

She said.

"A Sixth Rank influencing a Ninth Rank is an impossible matter in any classics."

"But Ziyi, carefully recall all of King Xuanyin's actions from the match until now."

Ziyi was stunned for a moment, and accordingly began to recall.

King Feiyun's voice unfolded unhurriedly in the night.

"On the day of the match, King Xuanyin's first contact with Lin Yun was during the pre-match inspection phase."

"At that time, her attitude was still quite normal, merely appreciating a Genius junior."