Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

Chapter 2227 - 641: Jiang’s Destruction, Arrival of the Medicine Sect (Three Million Words!)

Tang Zhifeng immediately rushed over upon receiving the news, and after a thorough examination, he revealed a joyful expression.

"It seems Xuanwu has truly turned misfortune into fortune this time, inadvertently triggering his potential and restoring his spiritual power. Good, that’s worth celebrating!"

An Yiqing felt a surge of happiness in her heart, "Old Tang, how long will it take for Xiao Hei to recover to its peak state?"

"It’s hard to say," Tang Zhifeng furrowed his eyebrows slightly, "I’m not very familiar with the peak states of the Four Divine Beasts, so I can’t make an accurate judgment. But what I am sure of is that Xuanwu will soon surpass its previous power before the seal and reach a higher stage."

"That’s good," An Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief. Once Xiao Hei regains his strength, he’ll be able to protect himself.

"Xuanwu still needs a lot of rest, and the same goes for all of you. Whatever you want for dinner, just let the kitchen know, don’t be polite." Tang Zhifeng instructed.

An Yiqing nodded with a smile, "Yes, thank you, Old Tang."

After Tang Zhifeng left, An Yiqing sent the four little ones off to sleep, then pushed the door open and walked out of the room herself.

"Let’s go, since Eldest Miss Jiang is here as a guest, I should at least fulfill my duties as a host."

Zhang Yufeng and An Zhiying followed An Yiqing as she left, while An Zhifeng and eight others stayed to protect the four adorable creatures.

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In the suburbs of Flower Island, a certain villa’s unrenovated basement was surrounded by cold cement walls and floors. The cement floor was somewhat damp, with scattered puddles of filthy water, emitting a foul stench.

In the corner of the basement, a figure quietly curled up on the ground. Occasionally, the body would shiver once or twice, and a strange "gurgling" sound emerged from the throat.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed, approaching the basement from afar. The curled-up figure suddenly trembled, every muscle in the body tensed up.

"Miss." Zhang Yufeng took a chair.

An Yiqing sat down, her gaze indifferently fixed on that figure.

"Jiang Xuerou." Her voice was cold, unlike her usual warmth.

Jiang Xuerou’s body shook, yet she offered no response.

An Yiqing wasn’t angered, her icy eyes quietly observed her. Jiang Xuerou felt as if An Yiqing’s gaze was like ancient ice, sending a chill through her body.

The basement was eerily quiet, with seven or eight people standing inside, not uttering a word, only faint breathing could be heard. A drop of water slowly dripped onto the ground, sending shivers through Jiang Xuerou’s body, almost collapsing.

"Miss Jiang, how have you been doing at my humble abode lately? My people might be inexperienced, so if there’s been any lack of hospitality, please forgive them." Saying this, An Yiqing raised a brow, "Xiao Feng, aren’t you going to quickly ’invite’ Miss Jiang over?"

"Yes," Zhang Yufeng stifled a laugh, signaling to An Zhiying. Both approached, each grabbing one of Jiang Xuerou’s arms, and very politely ’inviting’ (dragging) her over.

Along the way, Jiang Xuerou kept her head down, silent. Her disheveled hair obscured her face, making her expression unreadable.

With a bang, Zhang Yufeng and An Zhiying threw her to the ground, retreating behind her.

Looking at the seemingly lifeless Jiang Xuerou, An Yiqing’s gaze was deeply cold. She slowly bent down, using her right index finger to lift her chin.

Her strength was immense, and no matter how much Jiang Xuerou resisted, she couldn’t overcome a single finger’s force.

"Miss Jiang, thanks to your ’care’, Xiao Hei is still alive. Furthermore, his injuries have healed quite well."

Jiang Xuerou’s body stiffened, a flash of malice and jealousy crossed her eyes.

"How have you been these days? The poisons I created are worth a fortune, and you’ve consumed them all. This food bill should be settled with Jiang Zirong."

An Yiqing stared at Jiang Xuerou, noticing a spark in her eyes at the mention of Jiang Zirong.

Suddenly, An Yiqing laughed.

"Miss Jiang, are you still waiting for Jiang Zirong to rescue you? But you might be disappointed; the Galaxy Sect is plagued with internal and external troubles lately, and Jiang Zirong and Jiang Huai probably don’t have the time."

Jiang Xuerou’s eyes suddenly shot up, her poisonous gaze like arrows dipped in venom, wishing she could tear An Yiqing to pieces.

"Did you do this?! Is it you?!" She spat each word with venom.

"That’s right, Miss Jiang has gotten smart." An Yiqing’s brows arched.

Jiang Xuerou breathed heavily in anger, like a bellow. Her eyes turned blood red, and her dirt and rotten flesh-covered hands lunged fiercely at An Yiqing’s face.

"I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you! You witch!"

However, before her hands could touch An Yiqing’s face, Zhang Yufeng stepped forward, grabbing both hands and exerting force, snapping Jiang Xuerou’s wrists with a crack.