Wan Yun, having sneaked into the palace, quietly entered Ming Li's room, her dagger emitting a chilling glow behind her. Just as she was about to make her move, the door to Ming Li's room was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Seeing this, Wan Yun frowned, paused her action, and quickly hid behind the curtains, her gaze vigilantly fixed on Ming Li's direction.
"Creak—"
The door was pushed open. The Demon Lord, clad in a black robe, walked in unhurriedly, a warm smile gracing his face. "Li'er..."
Ming Li's gaze swept lightly over the spot where Wan Yun was hidden, then she shifted her focus back to the newcomer. "It's the middle of the night, is something the matter?"
The Demon Lord approached Ming Li, carrying a plate of pastries, and placed them on the small table in front of her. "Li'er, peach blossom cakes. I thought you might like them, so I brought them for you to try."
Ming Li looked at the peach blossom cakes and raised an eyebrow. "Where did they come from?"
"A little maid made them."
Ming Li, "Made specifically for you?"
"What do you mean by that, Li'er?"
Ming Li looked at the man before her with a strange expression and spoke eerily, "Do you... like to eat poison?"
"?!"
Upon hearing this, and recalling some unpleasant possibilities, the Demon Lord frowned and looked at the plate of peach blossom cakes. The next second, he extended his hand. As he looked, he saw black energy constantly swirling in his palm. If one looked closely, they would notice a faint hint of dark red within the black energy.
Two seconds later, the Demon Lord's face darkened, and he suddenly clenched his fist.
"Bang—"
The plate of peach blossom cakes instantly shattered into pieces and vanished into the air...
Seeing this, Ming Li's expression remained unchanged. She calmly glanced at the Demon Lord before her. Suddenly, her brow twitched slightly. Sensing that the person behind the curtain had left, she beckoned to the Demon Lord with a hook of her finger and said lightly, "Come here."
She thought to herself, *Since you delivered yourself to my doorstep, don't blame me!*
The Demon Lord instinctively leaned closer to Ming Li. Then, he lost consciousness...
"Host, what are you doing? For the sake of world peace, don't do anything rash!"
With a thought from Ming Li, the system found itself unable to make a sound the next second.
System, "......This damned familiar feeling......"
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Finally free from the system's incessant chatter, Ming Li turned her gaze to the man before her. After some thought, she raised her hand and placed her palm on the Demon Lord's forehead. With a thought, a wisp of her divine sense probed into the Demon Lord's body.
After a while, Ming Li frowned. Within the Demon Lord's divine consciousness sea, she couldn't see anything clearly. His entire divine consciousness sea was enveloped by layers of peculiar red mist.
"I must see who exactly you are!"
Before her words had even finished, a strange power surged through Ming Li's palm into the Demon Lord's brow. The next second, Ming Li began to push aside the red mist enveloping the Demon Lord's divine consciousness sea...
Pushing aside layers of red mist, Ming Li finally saw the face beneath the red mist...
"How is this possible!"
Ming Li's brow furrowed deeply, her gaze fixed intently on the face that was exactly the same as her own. Not the same as Tang Li, but the same as her original appearance!
Suddenly, some fragmented memories flashed through Ming Li's mind, causing her brow to knit tightly, a flicker of pain in her eyes...
No wonder... No wonder she had felt his aura so familiar when they first met... So, he was her... soul fragment! Yes! A soul fragment! The current her... seemed incomplete... Why was her soul incomplete? Why had she become like this? Who was she? Where did she come from?
"Hiss!"
Ming Li's mind was suddenly struck by an intense, sharp pain. Cold sweat continuously streamed down her forehead. She abruptly withdrew her hand from the Demon Lord's forehead...
After an unknown period, Ming Li slowly opened her eyes. For a fleeting moment, those beautiful eyes turned into heterochromatic pupils, one purple and one silver...
Ming Li was completely unaware of all this... As for the system... That silly thing was currently squatting in a corner, drawing circles in anger, and thus also failed to witness any of it...