Chapter 446: Reverse the Host and the Guest

Zu'an: "???"

Your Highness, you've really thrown me for a loop. He had originally intended to demand an exorbitant price, then wait for her to negotiate it down to buy time. Who would have thought she'd agree immediately?

Just as he was about to ask, Yun Yuqing's eyes suddenly glowed with intense purple light.

In that instant, he felt as if he had been pulled into a purple world; he couldn't see anything around him except for an expanse of eerie purple.

Soon, he felt himself losing control of his body, and then his consciousness began to blur.

Just as his consciousness was about to be completely submerged, the Hundred Cries mark within his body suddenly lit up.

Immediately, a vibrant red bird flew out. As if venting its displeasure at being provoked, it soared freely through this purple world. Wherever its crimson form passed, the purple dissipated.

By the time the purple firmament was completely torn apart by the Hundred Cries, Zu'an's consciousness gradually returned to clarity.

A soft moan came from beside him, revealing Yun Yuqing's pale face and a trace of blood at the corner of her lips. Clearly, she had sustained a considerable injury from that last encounter.

The purple in her eyes was chaotic and quickly faded, but unfortunately, she didn't realize a subtle hint of red had also mingled within.

"What was that strange red bird just now?" Yun Yuqing asked, horrified. Although the Hundred Cries was formless and invisible, it had directly clashed within her mental world, so she could still perceive it.

Zu'an was filled with lingering fear. Fortunately, he had recently awakened the "Hundred Cries" ability; otherwise, this woman could have sold him out, and he'd still be counting money for her.

"That's a secret," Zu'an said with a smile, remaining silent otherwise. "Secrets make a man more charming."

Yun Yuqing: "..."

This guy is really annoying!

Zu'an then said, "Your Highness, that was quite unfair of you. We were clearly discussing business, and then you launched a sneak attack. What kind of behavior is that?"

Yun Yuqing smiled sweetly. "Don't you know women are the most fickle? So, don't trust women too easily."

Zu'an snorted, "I don't care. I feel my sincerity has been insulted. How do you plan to compensate me for my emotional distress?"

"Then, how about I apologize to you?" Yun Yuqing said, gracefully lifting her skirt and bowing to him. Her posture was elegant and impeccable.

Although Zu'an knew she was using her beauty, he found the sight so pleasing that he couldn't stay angry. "Fine, I'll reluctantly forgive you. Let's get back to our previous topic. If I recall correctly, Your Highness seemed to agree just now?"

Yun Yuqing's face flushed. She had only said that to distract him and launch a sneak attack, and this guy actually took it seriously.

"Naturally, for such an important matter, I must return and discuss it with my husband."

She knew clearly that her Demonic Eye of Heaven had no effect on him, meaning it would likely be difficult to get what she wanted from him in a short period. It was better to go back and consult with her husband first.

Zu'an was dumbfounded. "Does this kind of thing really need to be discussed with your husband?"

Yun Yuqing: "..."

What is this scoundrel thinking?!

I'm just discussing with my husband how to deal with you; did you really think I'd consult him about *that*?

"You don't need to trouble yourself with this, Young Master; my husband and I will naturally reach a conclusion," Yun Yuqing said, rising and walking towards the door. Just as she reached it, she suddenly turned back. "Young Master, you are a smart man. You must be well aware of what should and shouldn't be said, correct?"

Her Demonic Eye of Heaven had no effect on him, so she couldn't erase his memory. If he were to say anything to Prince Liang and the others later, that would be troublesome.

"I'm not that smart. Perhaps Your Highness could remind me?" Zu'an said with a smile.

Yun Yuqing felt a wave of helplessness. Who was the imperial fugitive, him or her? Why did it feel like their roles had been somewhat reversed?

She had no choice but to explain, "If you go to the capital, it's certainly a dead end for you. Making a deal with us might still save your life. Before the deal is settled, I presume you wouldn't be so reckless as to blurt things out everywhere."

Zu'an laughed heartily. "Who are you trying to fool, Your Highness? The Emperor is the strongest person in the world today. If he wants me dead, how could you and your husband possibly save me?"

Yun Yuqing fell silent. What he said was true. This guy was too shrewd; ordinary sweet talk wouldn't trick him.

Zu'an continued, "When Prince Liang and the others return later, I'll definitely tell them what just happened. If you two sides start fighting, perhaps I might even find a chance to escape."

Yun Yuqing's face turned cold. "Are you trying to force me to kill you?"

Feeling the room's temperature drop by a few degrees, Zu'an knew she had harbored killing intent. He calmly said, "If you truly dared to kill me, you wouldn't bother wasting so much time talking to me."

The atmosphere in the room immediately grew tense. Yun Yuqing's expression flickered, showing her inner struggle, then Zu'an smiled and said, "Of course, if Your Highness is willing to give me a kiss, maybe I won't blurt things out."

Yun Yuqing: "..."

Just then, a soft knock came from outside. Her maid's voice reminded her, "Your Highness, quickly, Prince Liang and the others are about to return."

Zu'an smiled. He should find a chance to give this maid an extra chicken drumstick; her timing was perfect. "Your Highness, there isn't much time left. You need to think carefully: are you going to risk the entire Prince Wu's Residence being annihilated, or simply kiss me? To me, that shouldn't be a difficult choice. It's just a kiss; you won't lose anything, will you?"

Yun Yuqing's face alternated between red and white. She instinctively glanced out the window, seeing the signal her husband had sent her, their agreed-upon sign to indicate Prince Liang and the others were returning.

Although she thought Zu'an probably wouldn't tell Prince Liang and the others, the fate of the entire Prince's Residence and the future of the Demon race were at stake, so she dared not take any risks.

"Then close your eyes!" Yun Yuqing said, her face flushed as she looked at him. She never imagined that she, a high-ranking princess, would be so exasperated by a mere prisoner.

"No, that won't do. What if you find someone else to substitute?" Zu'an said with a smile.

"You!" Yun Yuqing bit her red lip repeatedly, clearly in a state of extreme internal conflict. But time was of the essence, and she had no better solution for the moment. So, she lightly stepped forward, came to his side, and stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek.

A kiss like this shouldn't matter, right? She just wouldn't tell her husband afterward.

Who knew that Zu'an, as if he had anticipated it, turned his head at that very instant, causing her intended kiss on his cheek to land on his mouth instead.

"Ah!" Yun Yuqing gasped, quickly retreating backward, covering her mouth, and glaring at him with resentment.

Rage value from Yun Yuqing: 99,999,999...

Watching the constantly refreshing rage value in the backend, Zu'an couldn't help but chuckle. It was just a kiss; did she really need to get so angry?

A glint of killing intent flashed in Yun Yuqing's eyes. Just as she was about to act, the maid's anxious voice came again from outside the window: "Your Highness, there's no time, quickly!"

She could only glare at Zu'an resentfully, then with a light step, she vanished out the window. A crisp snap of fingers followed, and the guards outside all regained their senses.

"Huh, what just happened?" Huang Huihong instinctively felt something was off. After carefully recalling, Prince Wu's consort had just delivered something, then left with her people. It seemed like nothing out of the ordinary.

Clearly, Yun Yuqing had used her Demonic Eye of Heaven to alter his memory, weaving a plausible lie.

Huang Huihong, still uneasy, hurried back to check outside Zu'an's room. Seeing him still inside, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Still not sleeping? What are you giggling foolishly about?"

Zu'an shook his head. *You wouldn't understand a thing, you idiot. Just now, you were acting like a fawning dog talking to Yun Yuqing, but isn't the goddess in your heart mine to kiss whenever I want?*

Smelling the lingering fragrance in the air, Zu'an recalled the sensation of that brief moment: sweet and soft, truly quite pleasant.

Meanwhile, in a secret chamber within Prince Wu's Residence, Prince Wu was already anxiously waiting. Upon seeing his wife return, he hurried forward and asked, "How did it go?"