At the hour of the rat, the mist hung like gauze by the Bai Lu Spring.
The moment Yun Jinxiu embedded the life-lock into the mechanism of the bronze box, the entire cliff suddenly trembled. The rock face crumbled, revealing an ancient stone door engraved with old runes—totems of intertwining Nine-Turn Silver Leaves and Crimson Flame Patterns glimmered with an eerie blue light under the moon.
"Indeed, it's here." Xiao Jingyan's sword tip pried open the lid of the box, revealing two Gu insects gnawing at each other within the Liuli Lamp. The Scarlet Gu burned like flames, while the Silver Gu resembled frost; their struggle splattered venom that corroded the bluestone.
Yun Jinxiu's fingertips hovered three inches above the Liuli Lamp before suddenly pausing.
On the yellowed silk cloth at the bottom of the box, her mother's handwriting pierced through the paper:
"Jinxiu, if you see this letter, destroy the Gu insects immediately! Your father..."
The latter half was soaked in blood, but the half-seal imprint remaining at the edge made Xiao Jingyan's pupils constrict sharply—that was the dragon tail pattern of the late emperor's private seal!
"What your mother didn't finish writing, I will tell you." He suddenly crushed the jade pendant at his waist. On its inner layer, as thin as a cicada's wing, dense records chronicled a coup from twenty years ago: "In the seventh year of Tianqi, in the twelfth month, Bai Clan's legitimate daughter fled with the royal eldest daughter..."
The mountain wind suddenly turned biting cold, and a birthmark on Yun Jinxiu's lower back burned painfully.
"Boom—"
As Xiao Jingyan swung his sword to cleave open the stone door, the vermilion and silver colors of the mural began to flow.
The first scene: In a deep palace, a woman strikingly similar to Yun Jinxiu handed a baby to a man disguised as a merchant; on the swaddling blanket were embroidered Nine-Turn Silver Leaves.
The second mural depicted the young general of the Crimson Flame Army using his body to block the secret passage, turning back to gaze at the woman from the Bai Clan who was fleeing while cradling a baby girl.
The third mural...
"Don't look!" Xiao Jingyan suddenly covered her eyes, but Yun Jinxiu had already seen it—on the third mural, the face of the current emperor emerged from the shadows, a dagger dripping with blood in his hand, standing on the flag of the Crimson Flame Army.
Suddenly, black blood seeped from the stone wall, and that silver vermilion paint mixed with the deadly poison known as "July's Soul Departure"! Xiao Jingyan pulled her back urgently, but on the last unfinished mural, there were ominous words written: "The blood of a royal virgin..."
"Royal virgin blood." Yun Jinxiu scoffed, "So this is why the emperor insists on a marriage alliance with the Yun Clan."
In the darkest moment before dawn, the cliff began to crumble.
"There’s no time!" Xiao Jingyan suddenly slashed his wrist, and as his blood dripped into the Liuli Lamp, two poisonous insects sprang forth! He gripped Yun Jinxiu by the nape of her neck: "Do you trust me?"
Amidst the piercing sound of arrows slicing through the air, she willingly took in that silver insect.
As searing pain engulfed her like raging fire, Xiao Jingyan pressed the Scarlet Gu into the scar on his heart. The two poisons intertwined within their bloodlines; she watched as the tattoo of "crime" beneath his collarbone cracked inch by inch, transforming into winding golden lines that spread across his chest—exactly as recorded in the ancient texts of the Bai Clan about the "Fate Bond"!
"Remember, mother and child Gu share a fate..." Xiao Jingyan bit his tongue and transferred his blood to her, "Now I am your catalyst."
Three hundred corpse puppets in the depths of the royal tomb simultaneously raised their heads, their hollow eye sockets turning toward the capital.
In Prince of Zhenbei’s Manor, the wedding chamber's red candles burned brightly. Before the attendants could announce their arrival, the armored imperial guards had already broken through the door.
"I did not know that the Crown Prince and the Princess Consort were so eager." The Emperor stepped over the remnants of traps scattered across the floor, his fingers toying with a half piece of Aconite. "Even the wedding wine must be mixed with my tribute medicine?"
Yun Jinxiu leaned against the post of the bed, her wedding gown's wide sleeves entangling the bronze lamp three yards away with golden threads. She looked at the group of officials behind the Emperor, their faces pale and ashen—each wearing a pouch of "Golden Elixir" bestowed by the Emperor at their waists.
"Your Majesty flatters me." Xiao Jingyan suddenly crushed the wine cup in his hand, amber liquid corroding the carpet beneath. "Compared to your refined taste in testing medicine with the Red Flame Army, my little indulgence is nothing."
A murderous intent flashed in the Emperor's eyes, and the Chief Eunuch suddenly shouted, "The Crown Prince is committing treason!" Before he could finish, Yun Jinxiu's golden threads had already crushed the hidden crossbow in his sleeve.
"What are you so anxious about, Eunuch Liu?" She threw down Bai's Medical Classic onto the table before the Emperor. "How about explaining why each of you gentlemen has 'Golden Elixir' within your bodies—" she lightly flicked her finger, and suddenly one of the ministers screamed in agony, clutching his face, "and why it bears the same inverted silver leaf pattern as that of the Bai Clan Traitor?"
Outside, cries of anguish rose and fell as more officials began to scratch at their decaying skin. The Emperor slammed his palm down on the table in fury, only to see Xiao Jingyan lifting a glass vial with his sword tip; inside was the antidote extracted from the body of a Red Flame corpse puppet.
"Your Majesty, do you know that what you have been refining all these years is not an elixir of immortality?" The bronze mask reflected cold light. "It is merely a puppet powder concocted from Aconite by the Bai Clan Traitor."
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