Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince
Chapter 240: Why doesn’t the master kill Princess Qi?

Chapter 240: Chapter 240: Why doesn’t the master kill Princess Qi?

Shiqi’s gaze unerringly fixed on the person, doubting whether the dim light had deceived his sight.

Otherwise, how could Shen Qingcang, the renowned Sect Leader of Qianshan Sect who shook Jianghu, appear here?

During his shock, Shen Qingcang’s face, covered with ferocious scars, turned to look at him, but those vacant eyes clearly did not recognize the mysterious man in black before them.

Shen Qingcang only spared a glance before turning his head back again.

Merely a few seconds later, Shiqi’s emotions still struggled to settle.

In earlier years, he had accompanied the Prince on inspections within Dazhao territory and had been ambushed when passing by Qianshan Sect. At that time, it was Shen Qingcang, the Sect Leader himself who had welcomed them and arranged a doctor to treat the Prince.

To this very day, Shiqi bore gratitude toward Qianshan Sect in his heart.

However, a few years ago, he had heard that Qianshan Sect had been burned to the ground in a fire, leaving everyone within the Sect disfigured beyond recognition.

The once-legendary Qianshan Sect thus fell into silence, and afterward, few mentioned it again.

Shiqi had not expected to encounter an old acquaintance within these dark dungeons.

What surprised him even more was that Shen Qingcang, with his high martial prowess, had failed to escape the clutches of Liu Wensheng, indicating this man’s martial arts had reached an unfathomable level.

He discreetly noted this information and dared not linger, quickly vanishing before the arrival of the patrolling guards.

Liu Wensheng maintained strict and meticulous control over Evil Valley. Although everyone here appeared to be frail maidens, each was far from as simple as they seemed on the surface.

Not to mention anything else, their ability to walk in utter silence was enough to demonstrate their exceptional qinggong.

Just as Shiqi had left, the patrolling guards walked in with stern expressions.

Leading them was a woman in red. She had just returned to the valley that day, her hands still carrying a person dripping with fresh blood.

Without so much as a blink, she threw the dying person into the dark cell, locked the chains, brandished her sword, and swept her gaze over every person in the dungeon.

The inmates here had been confined for years, deprived of light and speech, and over time, they had all turned into deaf mutes.

Although everyone had witnessed a strange man in black entering the dungeon, not one showed a trace of surprise on their faces.

"Sister Hong Ling, the master has awoken," a woman in pink approached and spoke to Hong Ling, who was conducting the inspection.

Even as she stepped from the bright, cheerful environment into the cold, damp dungeon, her expression remained unchanged and her tone exceptionally gentle, clearly accustomed to the sights here.

Upon hearing this, a glint flickered in Hong Ling’s eyes, and she replied with a hint of impatience, "The master is awake? I’ll go to him immediately."

After her departure, the dungeon door was shut once more, submerging even the last sliver of light into darkness.

Leaving no one able to discern the path home, nor the road from which they came.

But within that obscurity, a gaze, filled with hatred, glimmered faintly.

His expression was ferocious, a stark contrast to his earlier feebleness, as though he wished to tear through the darkness with his bare teeth, ripping open an escape.

On the other side, Hong Ling hurried to Liu Wensheng’s chamber, just about to step inside when she suddenly remembered she had just handled a person, her body still reeking of blood, and she halted.

She returned to her room to wash and change into clean clothes before reappearing in front of Liu Wensheng.

With the help of golden sore medicine, the injury on Liu Wensheng’s back had mostly healed, and Qi Yu had cured him of the Soft Muscle Powder’s poison. He was now able to sit up and no longer lay prostrate as before.

But he still needed to take his medicine regularly, three times a day, not a dose to be missed.

Qinrui, following Qi Yu’s instructions, brought over the medicine and coldly said to Liu Wensheng, "Master, it’s time for your medicine."

Upon sniffing the bitter scent, Hong Ling frowned, "Who prescribed this for the master?"

The doctors in the valley never prescribed such bitter concoctions.

Because everyone in the valley knew that what Liu Wensheng hated most was the taste of bitterness.

Qinrui stuffed the medicine bowl into Liu Wensheng’s hands while turning her head to Hong Ling, saying, "It’s prescribed by Princess Qi."

"Princess Qi?" Upon hearing this name, Hong Ling’s brows furrowed even tighter.

How was she still alive?

A few days ago, when she left Evil Valley, she heard the master say he wanted to capture and kill Princess Qi.

How come today, when she returned, that person was still alive and well?

Not only that, but she also remembered that just now, when she wanted to visit her master in the room, it was that woman with the cunning gaze who stopped her.

That woman said lazily, "Your master hasn’t woken up yet; come back later."

At the time, Hong Ling glared at her and said coldly, "Who are you? What kind of drug did you give my master?"

The woman smiled and replied nonchalantly, "Of course, it’s aphrodisiac."

After saying that, she left with a smile.

Right then, Hong Ling was furious and wanted to kill the woman who spewed nothing but nonsense.

But she was stopped by Qinrui.

Now, finally knowing that person was Princess Qi, her expression turned even colder.

Qinrui didn’t know what she was thinking, but seeing that mentioning Princess Qi made her master obediently take the medicine, she pursed her lips and smiled gently, "As expected, only Princess Qi’s words work. If this were any other day, my master would have already smashed the medicine bowl!"

Just after Liu Wensheng had downed the bitterly unbearable medicine, he heard her words and glanced at Qinrui.

His eyes were full of displeasure, yet he didn’t voice any rebuke.

Hong Ling saw this, and her heart was even more shocked.

Could it be that Princess Qi really gave her master some sort of aphrodisiac?

Otherwise, why would her master, who is so averse to bitterness, drink the medicine, and, unexpectedly, not refute Qinrui’s words?

Everybody knew the temperament of their master.

Therefore, Hong Ling became even more vigilant towards this mysterious Princess Qi.

Qinrui, on the other hand, did not share Hong Ling’s attitude. Over the past two days, as she watched her master’s health improve right in front of her eyes, she grew grateful towards Qi Yu.

In her heart, no matter who the person was, anyone who was good to her master couldn’t be a bad person.

With bright, sparkling eyes, she thought this while taking the medicine bowl from Liu Wensheng’s hands and hurriedly left.

Once Qinrui had gone, the atmosphere in the room became much more silent.

After a while, Hong Ling asked with a tense tone, "Master, why didn’t you kill Princess Qi?"

"Insolence!" Liu Wensheng scolded coldly, "Since when do I have to explain my actions to you?"

Hong Ling immediately knelt down and pleaded, "Master, please calm your anger. Hong Ling knows her mistake."

Liu Wensheng looked down at her for a moment, then allowed her to rise after a while, asking indifferently, "Have the people been brought back?"

Hong Ling replied, "They have been brought back and are already locked in the dungeon."

Liu Wensheng’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a long pause, he finally asked, "Are they still alive?"