My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived
Chapter 353 is the Master’s Breath

Chapter 353: Chapter 353 is the Master’s Breath

"Zhang Pengchi, are you scared?"

Xie Feifei stared at Zhang Pengchi, her voice tinged with malice.

"No, not at all. I, I too greatly admire Mr. Wei. His poison technique is simply the best in the world."

Zhang Pengchi forced back his fear as his voice trembled in response.

Xie Feifei scoffed coldly.

Withdrawing her gaze, a hint of greed flashed in her eyes as she whispered, "Of course, Master is... the most formidable person I have ever seen. Those who die by his hand should consider it an honor, how dare they struggle, resist?"

Mr. Zhang didn’t dare to breathe heavily, his legs trembling.

Xie Feifei seemed to be lost in a trance.

She gently traced the scars on her arm, then said with a pitiful look, "Master, you once said my body was exceptional, perfect for making the finest poison. But now I have grown up, why have you broken your promise?"

Zhang Pengchi: "..."

He remembered something else about Wei Binhai.

That was his habit of not killing people immediately upon capture but rather keeping them for a while before slowly murdering them.

"Miss Xie, were you kidnapped back then?"

Gathering his courage, Zhang Pengchi asked in a low voice.

"Shut up, it wasn’t kidnapping, it was salvation! If Master hadn’t taken me away back then, I surely would have starved to death on the streets. Master took me back, fed me delicious food, and even bought me new clothes..."

"But, but he did that to prepare to kill you." Zhang Pengchi couldn’t help but blurt out.

The next moment, a dagger slashed across his throat.

Blood flowed out, but it wasn’t life-threatening.

"If I hear you speak half a word against Master again, I’ll kill you." Xie Feifei’s eyes looked at him as if he were already dead.

Zhang Pengchi immediately dared not make a sound, his breathing frightening.

Xie Feifei glared at the blood-stained dagger, her voice filled with bitterness, "It should be our honor to serve as Master’s catalyst. Why then did those vile beings resist, why did they pursue Master?"

Zhang Pengchi: "..."

He had once poisoned children and pushed the elderly into disasters, stripping women of their innocence...

Everyone called him a disgrace.

But standing beside Xie Feifei, he felt relatively... kind-hearted.

Xie Feifei, as if possessed, continued to mumble, "Master, you did nothing wrong; it was those fools. Master, you told me I was the most special because I worshipped you. After your death, I picked up your medical skills, I started to learn your techniques, I’m just like you now, can’t you come back to see me?"

Zhang Pengchi: "..." Mother, is another devil being born?

Zhang Pengchi realized his legs were damp; he severely suspected he had wet himself from fear.

"Don’t worry, I won’t kill you just yet. Because in the eyes of our master, you’re not even worthy to serve as a catalyst."

Xie Feifei glanced at Zhang Pengchi, then spoke disdainfully.

But in the next moment, he heard her say, "Master, I’ve found a better catalyst. I will complete what you couldn’t finish. Miss Zhu Xinyue of the Zhu Family, her body is truly exquisite, especially those clear eyes, perfect for making poison..."

Zhang Pengchi: "..." She’s mad, she’s completely insane, even more ruthless than me!

"Master, I have now found a new master who supports everything I do. Once he conquers Tongzhou, I will be able to take Zhu Xinyue away."

In the eerily quiet environment, Xie Feifei’s chilling words made one shiver involuntarily.

Zhang Pengchi felt as though he had uncovered some truth.

The master behind Xie Feifei, could it be the people from Dongli Country and Beihai Country?

If so, the wealth and honor she spoke of might indeed be achievable.

With this thought, Zhang Pengchi’s heart suddenly settled.

It didn’t matter anymore, whoever Xie Feifei wished to harm had nothing to do with him as long as he wasn’t hurt.

The masters of those two countries, their offered wealth and honor... should be considerable.

"Aside from Zhu Xinyue, I found an even better catalyst. Master, guess who I saw? Nan Baihan! That despicable woman from the Qiang Family’s daughter. Heh heh heh... Although I can’t find the murderer who killed you yet, her tragedy is undoubtedly linked to that despicable woman from the Qiang Family..."

"If it hadn’t been for her scheming against you, you wouldn’t have been injured. It’s all their fault. She’s dead, and I can’t take revenge on her, but I will make her daughter’s life a living hell."

As Zhang Pengchi’s heart filled with thoughts of wealth and prestige, he gradually calmed down and didn’t think much of the cruel words Xie Feifei was saying.

"Miss Xie, whatever you need to be done, just command me."

Zhang Pengchi smiled obsequiously at Xie Feifei.

Xie Feifei slowly stood up, then wiped the blood off her dagger with a handkerchief.

"Let’s go, let’s see Deputy General Zheng. It just so happens that the medicine I brewed recently... is lacking a bit of blood."

She smiled sinisterly, then spoke in a haunting tone.

...

"Princess, what’s wrong?"

Seeing Chu Baihan continuously pressing her brow, Zhu Xinyue asked worriedly.

Chu Baihan shook her head, "It’s nothing, my eyelids keep twitching, it feels like something big is about to happen."

"No, no, everything will definitely go smoothly."

Zhu Xinyue hurriedly consoled her.

Chu Baihan didn’t speak.

She looked up at the gradually darkening sky, feeling somewhat stifled.

She wondered how Yan Lin was doing, was he still safe?

"Sister-in-law of the Eighth Prince, we are here."

Just then, a familiar voice came from afar.

Chu Baihan quickly looked up, only to see Yan Lian leading a troop of soldiers rushing over.

He was travel-worn, but his face was vigorous.

Jian Yun rode on horseback behind him.

She had been practicing her riding skills diligently during this period and was now quite good at it.

"Sister-in-law of the Eighth Prince, we did not let you down, we have brought the fabrics you requested and sent them to the Zhu Residence," Yan Lian said, seeking approval from Chu Baihan.

He also knew that his Royal Brother had revealed his identity to the world, so now he need not hide and could directly call the person in front of him "Sister-in-law of the Eighth Prince."

"Good, thank you for your hard work. Nothing happened along the way, right?"

Chu Baihan asked with a smile.

"All went well. With the help of the Tang Sect, it was convenient," Yan Lian replied, patting his chest.

Apparently, the Eighth Prince’s Tang Sect had spread across the world, so whatever they needed to do, there were always people to pave the way.

"By the way, Sister-in-law of the Eighth Prince, you asked us to find a certain type of fabric. We searched many places with no news, but just as we were about to return, we saw it by chance in the hands of an elderly man," Yan Lian suddenly recalled, lowering his voice to Chu Baihan.

What?

A light like none before sparked in Chu Baihan’s eyes.

"Quick, bring it here for me to see."

Soon, Yan Lian brought over a piece of fabric.

This fabric looked just like any other ordinary fabric.

But when Chu Baihan touched it, that familiar feeling returned.

"Yes, it’s the aura of my master..." she said, her voice trembling.