Chapter 244: What Do You Mean, It’s Not A Big Deal?
Feng Budu could understand, so naturally Ming Zhaoshuang could also understand.
In the final analysis, it was because the Demon Race people dared not confront Feng Budu directly, so they shifted the blame onto Xie Yanning, using a foreigner as an excuse to bear the brunt of this conflict.
Therefore, she was unwilling to back down.
“Senior Sister, this matter is entirely in your hands. Everything the Demon Race says is of great benefit and no harm to you, so I will not blame you for whatever choice you make. On the contrary, I am grateful that you are so powerful and able to lend a hand to save us.”
“But since you asked for my opinion, I must voice it: Xie Yanning is my friend. She is a friend who has risked her life for me on several occasions. I cannot let her bear the responsibility alone, to become their ugly fig leaf, their greedy stepping stone. This matter, she is not at fault!”
“I do not agree with this method of resolution.”
Her voice was gentle, like a flower blooming in the frost.
Xie Yanning had not expected that Ming Zhaoshuang would still defend her at this time.
She had overexerted herself earlier and could barely stand now, but upon hearing Ming Zhaoshuang’s words, she still stood up, leaning on her sword.
Addressing everyone, she said, “If this is the reason given, Yan Ning is willing to bear it. However, Yan Ning admits guilt, but not wrongdoing.”
She admitted to killing the Fifth Prince, but she did not admit that her actions were wrong.
She was willing to bear the responsibility for the conflict between the two realms, but she was not at fault.
Rongrong, upon hearing this answer and seeing Du Ming Sword beside her, looking eager to try, felt a headache coming on.
She frowned and asked, “Who are those two people? This Seat does not know.”
Xuan Gui immediately added, “That person is merely a concubine from the Fifth Prince’s manor. As for Jiu Zhou, he is even a rabbit demon. They are all lowly beings. In our Demon Realm, it is the law of the jungle, so killing them amounts to nothing.”
This was how the Demon Realm had always been.
Rongrong took a step back, “In that case, it truly is not a big matter. It can be written down.”
“So, are you satisfied with this child?”
Xie Yanning pursed her lips, unable to speak.
In truth, she was satisfied with this outcome, but Xuan Gui’s and Rongrong’s attitudes left her unsatisfied.
What did they mean, “amounts to nothing”?
She mumbled for a long time, and finally asked, “What if I said that Jiu Zhou and Si Fang were not the only demons who died at the Fifth Prince’s hands? Many other demons also died at the Fifth Prince’s hands. Do they also amount to nothing?”
Xie Yanning waved her hand, and a Recording Stone flew out.
“If you can release this memory, then I will have no complaints, no matter how you judge me, condemn me, or kill me.”
A Tribulation Crossing expert in the Demon Realm saw this and quickly waved his hand, intending to destroy the item.
Feng Budu raised her hand and restrained his movements from afar.
“Let This Seat see it properly.”
The Tribulation Crossing expert said anxiously, “How can the private affairs of the Fifth Prince’s harem be seen by others?”
Xie Yanning’s voice was extremely cold, “If he dared to do it, why should others not be allowed to see it?”
This was Si Fang’s memory.
Ming Zhaoshuang looked up, and the first thing she saw was a bronze mirror.
Si Fang was a young girl who loved beauty.
She looked at herself in the mirror, sometimes applying her eyebrows, sometimes her lips, sometimes styling her hair, carefully admiring her new outfit for the day, truly beautiful and lively.
Her True Body was an herb-and-flower-patterned leopard, a Low-grade Earth Tier demonic beast. Her family was located in the center of the Demon Realm, Chongmingtian, and held a middling status.
Unlike her formidable older brother, Si Fang was a Pill Cultivator.
Medicine and cultivation were intertwined, and she loved to see patients shed their ailments and smile at her, which made her feel very happy.
She loved to wear jangly accessories and go to see patients with light footsteps.
A woman adorns herself for those who appreciate her; she felt that if patients saw her looking beautiful, their mood would also become brighter, making the treatment process less arduous.
However, she had no time to dress up today. She had received a summons from the Fifth Prince’s Manor to examine and treat the injuries of all his concubines and children.
It was Si Fang’s first time entering the Fifth Prince’s Manor. It was truly magnificent, ostentatious, and extravagant. Following other Medical Cultivators, she excitedly toured every scenic spot of the manor, a smile never fading from her eyes.
However, there were so many concubines in the Fifth Prince’s Manor.
And many of them had injuries.
Si Fang frowned, finding it unusual. The injuries looked like they were inflicted by the same person.
She asked a concubine, “Your injury is very serious. Where did it come from?”
The concubine stammered and did not speak for a long time.
Si Fang was patient, “It’s alright. If you tell me, the Fifth Prince is a Prince; he will not let you be wronged.”
The concubine let out a howl and refused to tell her no matter what.
Si Fang hurried to comfort her. After a long while, she finally calmed her emotions, wrote a prescription, arranged for pills, and then looked at the next concubine.
She still had injuries of unknown origin.
Si Fang asked, “Where do the injuries on your body come from?”
The person did not reply, merely sighed and said to Si Fang, “It is inconvenient to say.”
Si Fang could not force her, so she carefully examined the person’s injuries, reminding her of many precautions.
Finally, Si Fang said, “Looking at your injuries, they seem to have accumulated over many years. If this continues, it may endanger your life. If you can avoid it, you should.”
The person’s lips were somewhat pale as she agreed.
As she was leaving, she reminded Si Fang, “Your attire is too ostentatious.”
Si Fang touched the hair ornament on her forehead and asked, “Is it not beautiful?”
The person hesitated but ultimately said nothing, leaving with a limp.
It was not that it was not beautiful; it was too beautiful.
Si Fang did not get an answer, so when she encountered another concubine who had suffered the same treatment, she asked again, “Where do the injuries on your body come from? Can you tell me?”
The concubine mumbled, “Just look at my injuries if you’re here to treat them. Why are you asking so many pointless questions?”
Si Fang said, “Only by knowing the source of the injury can I prescribe the right medicine.”
The concubine looked at her with displeasure, “It’s just a bit of foreplay between me and His Highness. Are you, a vixen, trying to seduce His Highness with this?”
These injuries were inflicted by the Fifth Prince?
These wounds, which clearly could be fatal, could not be considered foreplay.
“Foreplay between husband and wife should also have boundaries. If the boundaries are crossed, it becomes domestic violence. His Highness towards you…”
Si Fang trailed off, remembering her status and realizing it might not be appropriate to say so much. She pursed her lips and then said, “Next time, when you have intercourse with the Fifth Prince, please ask him to be gentler.”
The concubine reacted very strongly, “What do you mean? By asking me to do this, aren’t you trying to take the opportunity to seduce His Highness! You can’t stand seeing His Highness dote on me, so you’re saying this!”
Hearing such defying words, Si Fang was stunned for a long time.
She pointed to herself, “Me, seduce the Fifth Prince?”
The concubine rushed forward and tried to grab Si Fang’s hair. Si Fang struggled for a long time before finally breaking free.
She looked at the concubine, thinking she was mentally unstable, but when she examined her pulse earlier, she had not detected any signs of trauma or confusion in her Divine Soul.
Could it be that she truly believed that?
Si Fang was unsure.
She could only sigh and attend to the next patient.
