This idea was extremely dangerous.
He hadn't felt such an uncontrollable urge to kill in a long time.
He had almost lost control just moments ago.
"There is indeed one matter. Lu Hao's identity has been exposed by the Regent. He likely has only half a life left. Do you want to keep him alive?" Zhan Tianye retracted his bloodthirsty killing intent and suppressed the thought of breaking off the engagement.
This matter couldn't be rushed.
He needed to investigate Ji Rong.
No one was perfect, and imperfections held flaws, which in turn offered points of attack. He wanted to completely erase this person from Yun Shu's heart.
Upon hearing this, Yun Shu was genuinely surprised. "He always hid himself so well. How was he discovered?"
"Mm."
Yun Shu's gaze flickered as she recalled Lu Hao's constant mention of his master. Although impersonating her and eventually being exposed was Lu Hao's own fault, the thought of him losing his life, especially at Zhan Ming's hands, after he had called her master and done a few things for her, would make her feel uneasy when she remembered it later.
She nodded. "I know about this. I will handle it."
Having said that, she made a move to leave.
Then she suddenly thought of something.
She stopped.
And looked back.
The light in Zhan Tianye's eyes flickered, but as she turned, only a trace of light remained.
Then, she saw her glance down at his legs and say, "Don't delay your leg any further. Find a woman to detoxify it first."
Hearing this, Zhan Tianye's already cooled and calm heart was suddenly stirred by monstrous waves. "You don't care?" he asked, his lips tightly pressed, unable to control his questioning.
Her indifferent tone when she told him to find another woman clearly showed her desire to draw a line between them.
Yun Shu blinked in surprise and frowned. "Your leg has been delayed for too long, and now you face a prolonged period of immobility. A few days won't show much, but over time, the muscles in your legs will atrophy. Even after detoxification, it will affect your walking, and even your Qinggong. It's not worth the loss."
As for whether she cared?
Yun Shu didn't want to ponder this question.
A moment later.
Qiu Lu returned.
He looked around.
He confirmed that Yun Shu and Jing Heng had already left.
Then he approached Zhan Tianye. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly sensed a subtle, unusual aura.
A terrifying aura he hadn't felt in a long time!
"Your Highness?"
This was a Prince that no one else had seen except him.
Bloodthirsty, ruthless, a killing god who had crawled out of hell, covered in blood, instilling fear and horror in everyone.
However, that was a long time ago.
Why did he see such a desolate and solitary side of His Highness again today?
After a long while, His Highness still hadn't spoken.
The night was deep.
The moonlight was even colder.
Qiu Lu gasped. What had just happened? Had Miss Yun Er said something to His Highness?
...
Night King's Estate.
The three little ones crept stealthily into Zhan Tianye's room.
The bed was cold, and the quilt was neatly arranged.
The tea in the room was as cold as it could get.
Zhan Xiaofeng was ecstatic. "Great! Father is really jealous. He's gone to find Mother!"
In the darkness, Zhan Xiaoli displayed a comforting, adult-like expression and nodded. "Father hasn't disappointed me. The fact that he went to find Mother today shows he has Mother in his heart."
Yun Xiaojing, uncharacteristically, also nodded. He placed his hands behind his back, as if he understood everything. "Father going to find Mother now indicates that he doesn't want Mother to marry someone else. But how much he likes Mother, and whether Mother will like him, depends on his actions from now on."
"Xiaojing, do you think Mother likes Father?" Zhan Xiaofeng quickly asked Yun Xiaojing.
Yun Xiaojing sighed lightly. "You've been reunited with Mother for too short a time. Once you get to know Mother better, you'll realize that Mother doesn't always do things the way storytellers describe!"
"Mother will like Father!" Zhan Xiaoli stated with certainty.
Yun Xiaojing spread his hands. "That's not necessarily true. Why don't you ask Father to find a way to have Mother give us a sister? Then Mother will definitely marry Father. Storytellers say that having children promotes marital affection."
"Mother already has the three of us, isn't that enough?" Zhan Xiaofeng posed a soul-stirring question.
The question was so profound that it stumped even Yun Xiaojing for a moment, leaving him speechless.
Although Zhan Xiaoli was usually like a little adult, this question still baffled him.
In the dark room, the three little ones fell silent.
Finally, Yun Xiaojing yawned, his eyes drowsy, and said, "When we grow a little older, we won't be so easily stumped by a small question. Let's go back to sleep. Mother says sleeping more makes your brain grow, and maybe we'll find the answer tomorrow."
"Mm!"
The three little ones, yawning, headed back to their rooms.
...
At the same time, the Regent's Estate.
Even though everyone should have been asleep, in one of the courtyards of the Regent's Estate, lanterns were hung high. Basin after basin of cold water, just drawn from the well, was poured over the man on the ground, who was on the verge of death.
Lu Hao was drowsy.
His mind was a muddle, devoid of reason.
He could no longer feel the cold or the pain.
Then, another basin of cold water was poured directly onto his head.
A fierce slap landed.
A mouthful of blood surged uncontrollably towards his throat and then erupted outwards.
"How dare you deceive His Highness?! You have too much nerve! Are you looking for death? Speak! Is there someone behind you instructing you? And quickly tell us, do you know who the true Divine Doctor is?!"
The sycophantic lackeys attending Zhan Ming were beating Lu Hao with great zeal, trying to force words from him.
After all, very few people could withstand rounds of torture.
Those by the Regent's side firmly believed that there was no secret that couldn't be pried open, it all depended on how ruthless the person prying was.
Zhan Ming sat on a chair nearby, while a trembling concubine carefully served him tea.
Lu Hao was beaten beyond recognition.
These concubines rarely witnessed such a terrifying scene and were bound to tremble in fear at what they saw before them.
But Zhan Ming was unconcerned.
What he cared about was whether he could pry open Lu Hao's mouth.
The more Lu Hao remained silent, the more it indicated that he knew the identity of the true Divine Doctor.
Seeing that his claws and teeth couldn't pry open Lu Hao's mouth, he became somewhat unhappy.
He lost his patience.
He pushed away the concubine who had been serving him for a long time.
Then, he picked up a teacup and approached Lu Hao. Looking down at the utterly miserable Lu Hao, whose original appearance was almost unrecognizable, he tilted the teacup, which was still somewhat hot, and poured the tea all over Lu Hao's face.
"Ah!"
Lu Hao's face had just been doused with ice water, and he was suddenly scalded by the hot tea. In pain, he curled up.
He also regained some consciousness.
He wailed inwardly, knowing he was close to his breaking point.
If...
If he really couldn't hold on any longer, he feared he wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut...