69: The Venerable Ke of the Corpse Yin Sect, Chu Yun saw Ruxue!

“Meng Ruxue…”

“A mere little girl?”

Upon hearing this, Venerable Ke seemed slightly puzzled.

A mere young girl, and he was to personally come to the Imperial City for her?

Wasn't this making a mountain out of a molehill?

“Look.”

“Even you couldn't have imagined that Her Majesty would have you personally deal with a little girl.”

“Then Meng Changzhong would naturally be even less likely to anticipate it,” Feng Tianzheng said with a faint smile.

Venerable Ke immediately understood the meaning of this action upon hearing his words.

“So that’s how it is.”

“Her Majesty fears that Meng Changzhong might have made preparations, and sending others might result in failure, is that it?”

Feng Tianzheng did not deny it: “Venerable Ke’s ability allows him to take someone’s head from dozens of miles away as easily as picking something from his pocket.”

“I think, catching Meng Changzhong’s daughter shouldn’t be much of a problem, right?”

Venerable Ke raised his head, a sinister and charming smile appearing on his wicked face: “Rest assured, National Preceptor, catching a little girl is naturally no difficulty at all.”

Feng Tianzheng checked the time, then said: “Meng Changzhong is currently in the palace, so this is a good opportunity.”

Feng Tianzheng’s meaning was clear.

“Just await my good news,” Venerable Ke said, standing up immediately.

With a flick of his sleeve, his figure instantly departed the National Preceptors Mansion.

…

Prime Ministers Residence.

Chu Yun and Luo Feng’s visit was received by Chang Yun, the head steward of the Prime Ministers Residence, as the Prime Minister was not present.

This head steward was also the second strongest person in the Prime Ministers Residence, a trusted confidant of Meng Changzhong, with a cultivation at the Late Stage of the Nirvana Realm!

“Steward Chang, my main purpose in coming here today is to meet Young Miss Meng.”

“I trouble Steward Chang to lead the way.”

Chang Yun greeted them with a smile and responded: “Alright, Your Highness and Commander Luo, please follow me.”

Immediately after, Chang Yun led Chu Yun and Luo Feng to the outside of Meng Ru Xue’s boudoir.

Knock, knock, knock…

“Young Miss.”

Chang Yun knocked lightly on the door.

“What is it?”

Meng Ru Xue’s voice, cold as an iceberg, came from inside the room.

“Ninth Prince wishes to meet Young Miss, he is outside the room,” Chang Yun finished speaking.

The next moment, the room door instantly opened, and Meng Ru Xue’s figure stood directly before the three of them.

A faint smile appeared on Chu Yun’s face: “Young Miss Meng, you have been well.”

Meng Ru Xue narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at him: “You are truly bold, to dare to come here.”

“There’s nothing to dare or not dare about, I came here mainly to resolve the misunderstanding with Young Miss Meng.”

Meng Ru Xue’s lips curved into a cold smile: “Misunderstanding?”

“Alright! If you want to resolve it, then come in yourself.”

Meng Ru Xue turned and walked into the depths of the room. Seeing this, Chu Yun stepped inside.

“Your Highness!”

Luo Feng worried about him from the side, fearing he would be in danger if he went in alone.

Chu Yun smiled calmly and composedly: “Don’t worry, Commander Luo, you and Steward Chang can just wait outside. Nothing will happen.”

With that, Chu Yun entered the room, and the door instantly closed. The isolation barrier set up by Meng Changzhong also appeared in the room, completely cutting off all power and sound from inside and out.

Entering Meng Ru Xue’s boudoir, Chu Yun looked around, sniffing lightly, and said frankly: “The fragrance in this room is truly wonderful.”

“Heh…”

“Should I call you Xiao Yan? Or should I call you Chu Yun?” Meng Ru Xue sat on the chair, no longer in a hurry to act.

At this moment, a playful expression appeared on her face, which was as cold as frost.

“Chu Yun.”

“Xiao Yan is just an alias.”

Chu Yun wasn't nervous either, and naturally sat down opposite her.

“I am very curious, how did you come to know the Heavenly Demoness?”

“Also, your ability to control the Evil Infant.”

“Do you believe me, if I were to spread this matter widely, you would surely die without a burial place!”

“By then, let alone the Great Xia Dynasty, even a Supreme personally arriving wouldn’t be able to protect you!”

Meng Ru Xue’s cold eyes stared at him as she spoke expressionlessly.

Chu Yun poured himself a cup of water, took a sip, and said cheerfully: “I believe you. If you spread this news, my troubles will only be endless.”

“Only.” Chu Yun’s gaze suddenly became somewhat complex, and he looked at her solemnly: “Once you do that, I’m afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life.”

“Pfft.”

“Chu Yun, you think too highly of yourself.”

“Although my father stands on your side, even if you die, I will not have a single trace of regret!”

“Even if we lose the struggle for imperial power in the end, I have a way to protect the Prime Ministers Residence!”

“Your death is irrelevant to me.” Meng Ru Xue couldn’t help but smile, filled with disdain for Chu Yun’s arrogance.

Chu Yun looked at her with an unusually grave expression: “Yes, irrelevant… To you, I have always been just an irrelevant person.”

Meng Ru Xue frowned at his demeanor, wondering what was wrong with Chu Yun and what he meant by those words.

“At that time, I did indeed help the Heavenly Demoness break your Hundred Absolute Scars, because the situation was urgent, and I had no other choice.”

“But fortunately, in the end, I had someone save you, and seeing you safe and sound, I was much more relieved,” Chu Yun said, staring deeply at him.

Meng Ru Xue’s expression changed slightly upon hearing this: “What did you say?”

“Your people saved me?”

Chu Yun smiled faintly: “It’s not important anymore.”

“If you want to tell others about my ability to control the Evil Infant, I won’t stop you.”

“I won’t harm you, nor will I blame you, so please rest assured.”

Chu Yun slowly stood up. Under Meng Ru Xue’s extremely puzzled gaze, he turned his face and, mimicking Wu Xie’s tone before his death, said: “Ru Xue, the Wu Xie of that time is long dead. You should forget that past.”

“That heart didn’t stop beating, but moved to another place, continuing to burn with its mission.”

“Live well… Live on… in my place.”

After Chu Yun finished speaking, he looked very profound as he headed towards the door.

However, in an instant, Meng Ru Xue’s figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

At this moment, Meng Ru Xue’s expression changed drastically. Gone was her previous composure and calmness; all that remained was a face full of shock, doubt, and disbelief!

“Who exactly are you?!”

“How do you know these things?!”

“Speak!!”

“How on earth do you know?!”

Meng Ru Xue’s breathing quickened.

Only she knew about her relationship with Wu Xie.

When her hand pierced Wu Xie’s heart back then, that was the exact sentence he spoke!

“Live well… Live on, in my place!”

This sentence could never be erased from her mind!

“You don’t need to know who I am.”

“My current identity is merely the Ninth Prince of the Great Xia Dynasty.”

“Ru Xue, I am very happy to see you again.”

“That is enough.”

Chu Yun’s continuous retreats and advances had already unbalanced Meng Ru Xue’s heart. Her memories with Wu Xie uncontrollably surged from her mind at this moment.

Why did Chu Yun know these things?

And judging from his tone, why was he so similar to Wu Xie?

Could he be?!

“You… Are you Wu Xie?”

“Are you his Reincarnation?!”

Meng Ru Xue’s voice trembled slightly.

She couldn’t be sure whether Chu Yun was Wu Xie’s Reincarnation or not.

But if he truly was, then everything that happened before would naturally make sense.

“Whether he is or not, he is just an irrelevant person.”

“It’s not important.”

“Alright, I’m leaving.”

Chu Yun lowered his head, looking somewhat dejected, and his hand was just about to open the door…