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Sang Qingxiao glanced at him, observing his fearful demeanor. "What's there to be afraid of?"
"How could it not be?" Yong Huai suddenly raised his voice, realizing that everyone around was looking at him. The Small Tavern was bustling with business, so he quickly lowered his voice again. "Did you not see? The Second Prince's Residence is shrouded in dark clouds, and the entire place is permeated with ominous energy."
As he spoke, a look of confusion crossed his face. "I often take that route; how come I never noticed so much dark energy in the Second Prince's Residence before? When I saw it from a distance today, I was so frightened that I almost turned to run. But given my position, I had no choice but to steel myself and go in. I originally intended to locate the Evil Spirit, but who would have thought the source was actually tied to that person!"
"It was once said she had a heart of a bodhisattva, someone prominent in the royal family, yet behind the scenes, she turned out to be so malevolent."
"They say retribution comes in due time, and it seems that time has arrived. The Second Prince is urging me to save her; to speak disrespectfully, even if I could save such a person, I wouldn't want to lift a finger. I casually tossed a few Revitalization Talismans and ran out."
"You can save her?" Sang Qingxiao asked.
Yong Huai fell silent for a moment before replying, "I lack that ability; perhaps the Yong Family does. If that woman truly is a living bodhisattva, I might seek help from my family. But now? Hmph! If heaven wants to take her, who am I to defy fate?"
"What if the Second Prince invites you again?"
Yong Huai shook his head vehemently. "No way! With my current skills, when I returned last time, I burned a few talismans for good luck, and they turned to ash in an instant. That was clearly a warning for me!"
"I'll start feigning illness tomorrow; what can he do to me?"
"By the way, those colleagues in the Office of Censors need to be dispatched quickly; this matter cannot be touched!"
"However," he continued, "they might focus on you because of our involvement."
Sang Qingxiao smiled at this. "He sought me out first."
Yong Huai paused for a moment. "Miss Sang has already been there?"
"Yes, just a few days earlier. At that time, the Second Prince's Residence hadn't yet reached such ominous levels."
Yong Huai frowned. "Just a few days? How could things develop so quickly? I know that place is dangerous but didn't understand why it was so perilous. Did Miss Sang notice anything? Please enlighten me."
"The Slaughter Curse."
"The Slaughter Curse?" Yong Huai repeated those words slowly, taking a moment to process them before realizing he had shattered his cup in his hand.
His eyes were filled with fear as his voice trembled involuntarily. "Is what you said true?"
"Indeed," Ling Qian had even blamed me for not saving her—what a self-inflicted predicament! How could I save her? I also thought he would come looking for you all; however, three of your four leaders are out on missions while you rarely take on tasks personally. Why did you come here today?"
"The Second Prince has quite a reputation in court," Yong Huai replied. "The Yong Family also needs to maintain relationships with various factions."
Are you betting on him?
After weighing the options carefully and remaining impartial, it seems that without this, his chances of winning were quite significant. However, now it appears that all his careful planning has come to naught.
Yong Huai sighed at the sudden reversal of the Second Prince's situation and asked Miss Sang, "This Slaughter Curse, I only came across it lightly in a book once. At that time, I just glanced through it and noted that it was exceptionally dangerous. I still remember one line that mentioned this curse would spread outward over time."
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