Chapter 443: The Eye of the Demon

“Distribute the food to each soldier,” Yun Yuqing instructed her maids after the group entered the detached villa.

From a nearby room, Sang Qian secretly sighed, thinking how gentle her voice was, making his body feel weak just by listening. Ah, how happy her husband must be, able to hold her soft body anytime and listen to her speak sweet nothings so tenderly.

Compared to his son, who was breathing heavily in the next room, Sang Hong was much calmer. While the Wu King's consort was indeed beautiful, she held no great temptation for someone of his age and resolute will.

He found it a bit strange, feeling that the Wu King's residence was being excessively solicitous this time. Normally, servants could have delivered the items, but she insisted on coming herself, which was suspicious...

The most relaxed person there was Zu An. He lay casually on the bed, watching through the window as the Wu King's consort directed her maids in distributing food. He secretly clicked his tongue, thinking, "That woman's waist is truly slender!"

Although her dress style was relatively conservative, it still couldn't hide her graceful and alluring curves. Combined with her devastatingly beautiful face and her sacred, inviolable aura, it was no wonder she could utterly captivate that group of lechers outside.

At that moment, the Wu King's consort seemed to sense something and glanced in his direction. Then she said to Huang Huihong, "The imperial convicts should also eat, shouldn't they? Their fate is already miserable enough; we can't let them starve to death. So, I specially had the servants prepare some food for them as well."

Huang Huihong exclaimed, "Your Highness is as kind as you are beautiful."

He signaled his subordinates to take the food from the maids, reasoning that it was better not to let outsiders have contact with imperial convicts.

In addition, one of his subordinates specifically used a silver needle to test the food. Only after confirming it was not poisoned did he give Huang Huihong a reassuring look.

The Wu King's consort acted as if she hadn't noticed, merely smiling as she asked, "Oh, why do I see some soldiers not eating? Is the food not to their liking, or should I have the kitchen prepare something else?"

"No need," Huang Huihong hastily explained. "It's our rule not to eat the same food at the same time, to avoid everyone being poisoned simultaneously."

After speaking, he awkwardly added, "Begging Your Highness's pardon, we are not suspicious of you; it's simply our strict rule."

"I understand, I was too presumptuous," the Wu King's consort said with a slight smile. "No wonder you Embroidered Uniform Guards are praised by the world; you truly are the elite of the elite."

"Your Highness overpraises us," Huang Huihong replied. Praised by her, Huang Huihong and his group, though their faces were hidden by masks, displayed through their body language how overjoyed they were.

As the saying goes, beauty is a feast for the eyes. Looking at such a beauty, each soldier ate a few more bites of their meal.

At the same time, they were extremely envious of Huang Huihong, who was able to converse with her at such close proximity.

Huang Huihong's heart was also pounding fiercely at this moment. A faint, noble and elegant fragrance wafted from her, truly making his heart flutter and his mind wander.

"Oh?"

Huang Huihong finally realized something was amiss. Every Embroidered Uniform Guard had to undergo brutal training to qualify. To test their resistance to feminine charm, beautiful women were often brought in during training to tempt them, and women were occasionally arranged to deliberately approach them with honey traps. If an Embroidered Uniform Guard showed any sign of being swayed by emotion, they would be immediately disqualified.

It could be said that every Embroidered Uniform Guard was essentially a veteran of temptation. As a small commander himself, his willpower was far stronger than that of an ordinary Embroidered Uniform Guard.

The Wu King's consort was indeed beautiful, like a celestial fairy, but he shouldn't be so easily affected.

Just then, a series of thudding sounds of people falling could be heard nearby. It turned out that many soldiers had already collapsed to the ground.

"Enemy attack!" A chill rose in Huang Huihong's heart. He quickly reached for his Soul-Snatching Chain, while raising his other hand to fire a signal arrow to notify Prince Liang and the others.

But just then, a pair of purple eyes suddenly appeared in his vision.

He had never seen such beautiful eyes. He vaguely remembered them being somewhat similar to the Wu King's consort's, but compared to the sacredness and inviolable dignity in the Wu King's consort's eyes, these eyes now held an indescribable allure and enchantment.

In fact, not only him but everyone present saw these beautiful eyes.

It seemed as if the Wu King's consort and her maids had vanished from the entire courtyard. Only these pair of purple eyes remained, beautiful yet dangerous.

From the depths of the eyes, swirling patterns suddenly appeared. In that instant, everyone felt their minds grow hazy, then involuntarily fell into them.

"Demonic!" As an experienced Embroidered Uniform Guard, Huang Huihong immediately reacted. But it was too late; his body refused to obey. He only managed to resist for a moment longer than his companions before his entire being plunged into darkness.

Zu An also felt a jolt in his mind. He had originally been admiring the Wu King's consort's graceful figure.

Who knew that suddenly, the beauty before him vanished, and only those eyes remained in the world.

He also felt himself on the verge of falling into chaos when suddenly, the "Hundred Chirps" mark within his body lit up. It then transformed into a strangely shaped bird that circled his ear.

Waves of invisible sound resonated, Zu An's body trembled, and the huge purple eyes vanished from his sight. Everything returned to normal.

No, it wasn't normal. Huang Huihong and the other Embroidered Uniform Guards stood rooted to the spot like fools, as if they didn't see anyone around them.

The Wu King's consort, meanwhile, leisurely walked towards him. Her graceful figure, paired with her exquisitely beautiful face, made her seem like a celestial fairy descending to the mortal world. None of the ordinary people around her seemed to even register in her sight.

A hint of a smile still lingered on her rosy lips. However, unlike her previous sacred aura, she now exuded an extreme, bewitching charm.

"Holy cow, a perfect blend of angel and demon," Zu An muttered, speechless. This woman's style changed too quickly.

At this point, he also noticed that her beautiful eyes had turned purple. He figured the terrifying purple eyes he'd just seen belonged to her.

"This is bad, this is really bad," Zu An swallowed hard. This woman was clearly after the Phoenix Nirvana Scripture. He had originally announced its existence to the world to draw in various forces and alleviate the pressure from the Emperor's side.

Who would have thought that Huang Huihong and his group were so unreliable, dealt with so easily?

That woman's single glance just now seemed like magic, incapacitating all the guards in the courtyard. Let alone being under a restriction now, he couldn't defeat her even normally. What was he going to do?

The Wu King's consort was walking towards him when she suddenly let out a soft "Oh?", stopped, and looked towards Sang Hong's room on the other side. "I've long heard of Sir Sang's resourcefulness, and seeing it today, your reputation is well-deserved," she remarked. "Even with your cultivation restricted, you still managed to evade my Eye of the Heavenly Demon."

Sang Hong kept his eyes tightly shut. He secretly sighed, "I didn't expect I couldn't hide it from you. The Wu King's consort, whom the world views as sacred and kind, is actually a demon. To uncover such a secret before my demise is not a loss."

The Wu King's consort smiled charmingly, "Is Sir Sang afraid I'll silence you?"

Sang Hong coldly replied, "Wouldn't you? Are you going to let me go at the risk of exposing your demonic identity?"

There was something else he didn't say: most of the maids under her command were likely demons too. With so many demons in the residence, the Wu King couldn't possibly be unaware.

This made his usual low-key demeanor quite suspicious. Colluding with demons clearly indicated a grand scheme.

The Wu King's consort smiled. "Indeed, it's impossible to let you go. However, you are an imperial convict after all, and it would be troublesome if something happened to you here. So, I have a better method."

As she spoke, she had already arrived at Sang Hong's room. Her slender finger touched his forehead directly, and her beautiful eyes instantly bloomed with purple light. Sang Hong grunted softly, then fainted.

"Sleep, sleep. When you wake up, you'll forget everything that just happened," the Wu King's consort said, looking towards Zu An's room. "Next, it's time for our little darling."