Chapter 38 Seeking Death

  Beidong Xiner wore a purple embroidered silk dress on her upper body, with a Western rose satin jacket outside. The collar was embroidered with bright red flowers, and there was a faint scent of jasmine on her hands. Her skin was clear and translucent, and she wore a red peony skirt on the lower half of her body, looking solemn yet elegant. On her head, a gold hairpin with carved flowers was inserted at an angle, accompanied by a pair of earrings in the same color, which made a tinkling sound as she moved.

  Her originally pale complexion turned into an unnatural flush after being intimidated by Leng Xue's overbearing aura, clearly a result of being infuriated.

  Her fingernails dug deep into the arms of the two maids standing beside her, a pair of eyes burning with anger stared at Chuyi and Fifteen, not allowing them to make a single sound.

  "Xin'er, don't be reckless." The eldest prince, Beidong He Yi, had a gloomy expression on his handsome face. He didn't know why the Regent King wanted to help Leng Ziyue, but one thing was certain: Leng Ziyue must have something in her hands that could threaten the Regent King.

  No matter what, that woman is really dangerous.

  No wonder his mother often said, the more beautiful a woman is, the more poisonous she is.

  "Big brother, how can I swallow this breath?" On the wedding day, not only was the wedding ceremony stopped, but also the new house was demolished, the joyful bed was smashed, and she was so angry that she vomited blood and fainted.

  I ask you, who in the world has suffered such humiliation?

  Not to mention that she is a princess of a country, even an ordinary girl from a common family has never suffered such bullying, and Leng Ziyue's behavior is simply too much.

  The eccentric and unyielding regent, who is not intimidated by anyone, actually stands on the side of that little cheap person. How can Beitang Xiner not be angry? All the suffering she has endured was inflicted by Leng Chuiyue, and the regent is an accomplice.

  Bei Tang He Yi glanced at the Regent King who was drinking alone, no one had ever been able to read anything on his face, his thoughts were as deep as the ocean, unfathomable and profound, couldn't help but carefully respond, "Xin Er, listen to me, sooner or later I will avenge you."

  Born in the royal family, there is not much brotherly love. Before leaving, the queen mother entrusted him to take good care of his only younger sister, otherwise he would not have persuaded her repeatedly.

  "Hmph—" Beidong Xiner turned her head away, and unexpectedly no one was willing to help her. Then she would just have to help herself.

  Baili Changjian gripped the cup in his hand tightly, and his gaze towards Leng Ziyue was obscure. He knew that sparing her life would be a great calamity. Now that her true identity as a member of the hidden tribe had been revealed, the royal families of various countries all treated her with courtesy, and even kings could not but show respect to her. How arrogant and overbearing she was!

  "Xiao, you and she are no longer on the same path. Beidong Xiner has deep feelings for you, I believe you have a number in your heart. This king won't say anything more." What did Empress Zhuang say to Zhang Xiao last night? Baili Changjian wasn't interested in knowing. He only knew that if these two didn't get married, his plan would be half empty.

  Everything has to start all over again.

  "I know what I'm doing." Zhang Xiao turned his head away, no matter what, he had to marry Beidong Xiner, wasn't that his mission in life?

  Leng Xue's beauty was breathtaking, her radiance illuminating everything around her. She was no longer someone he could get close to. The more he looked at that familiar face, the more it felt like a knife twisting in his heart, making him wish he were dead.

  "Your Majesty, I have something to say." Beitang Xiner ignored the dissuasion of her brother Beitang Heyue and immediately stood up and walked to the center of the banquet after the dancer on stage stepped down. She looked at the Moon Emperor with a piercing gaze.

  How could she let Leng Ziyue off so easily? Even if she didn't kill her, she would definitely make her peel off a layer of skin.

  "Hehe, Xiang'er, just say what you want to say, no need to be polite." Yue Di smiled warmly at Bei Tang Xiang'er's gaze, his deep eyes unreadable as he chuckled like a loving father.

  Bei Tang Xiner turned around, her eyes shot straight at Leng Ziyue like a poisonous liquid, seeing her dark eyebrows, bright eyes, white teeth and cherry lips, an absolutely beautiful face, with an ethereal elegance and clarity, yet mixed with a seductive charm, completely unable to find words to describe her absolute beauty.

  "Your Majesty, Xīn'ér wants to challenge Lěng Zǐyuè Miss, and have a drawing competition with her." As soon as the words fell, the whole scene erupted in shock, everyone's eyes widened, seemingly disbelieving.

  According to the rules of the Five Great Nations, only during the Linglong Banquet can contestants from each country challenge contestants from other countries at will, and the losers will be punished.

  Comparison and challenge have obvious differences.

  The former win or lose can be said to be honed, while the latter win or lose will have to pay a certain price.

  In general, losers must unconditionally accept any request made by winners and cannot refuse.

  "You'd better think carefully, this challenge is not child's play." The Moon Emperor suppressed his smile, he didn't care who won or lost in this challenge, but as the ruler of a country, he had to consider some things.

  Her sharp eyes gazed at Leng Ziyue, and her heart couldn't help but skip a beat. The woman sitting in the chair with a faint smile on her face was breathtakingly beautiful, even just showing one side of her face made people hold their breath. Her fiery red dress seemed to be woven with gold under the sunlight, dazzling and stunning.

  "Xīn'ér is very clear about what she's saying, it's just that she wants to challenge her with painting." Beitang Xīn'ér's powerful voice rang out again, rather die than be humiliated.

  "It is said that the Empress Dowager of Beihanguo was skilled in painting, and no matter whether it was flowers, grass, fish or insects, she could bring them to life with her brush. She must have passed on her true skills to the Fourth Princess, and if we can see some of her work, it would be wonderful." Ba Li Chen Xuan said lightly, his voice flowing like a gentle stream, cool and moving.

  This was one of Blood King's rare speeches since the banquet began, always hitting the nail on the head without beating around the bush.

  The Empress Dowager didn't wait for the Emperor to speak, and instead said: "I've also heard that the Fourth Princess of Beihanchu wants to engage in a contest with someone from our dynasty. What's wrong with giving it a try?"

  The plotter is indeed a plotter, with one sentence, the provocation between two women escalated to the provocation between two countries, no matter how later generations evaluate her, she is always pleasing.

  "Zi Yue, what do you think?" The Moon Emperor's gaze was gentle as he looked at Leng Zi Yue. Having been observing the Blood King all along, he naturally discovered that his son treated Leng Zi Yue differently.

  The current her and the past her are so different, plus the identity of the hidden clan, it's actually a good match with Yuan'er, let him observe for a while.

  Leng Xueyu slightly furrowed her brow, she didn't know when their relationship with the Emperor had become close enough for him to call her like that, being overly attentive without reason, not a hero but a thief.

  "Challenges are not impossible, it's just more interesting with some added stakes." With a flick of her sleeve, the fiery red hem fluttered in the wind, and her pink lips curved into a beautiful arc. Her shallow smile was enchanting, yet it made people feel a chill run from their toes to their heart, leaving them feeling uneasy.

  "What do you want to bet on?" Beitang Xiner suppressed the anger in her heart, she was determined to defeat Leng Ziyue, as her mother was best at painting and she had learned from her, how could she possibly lose?

  It is well-known that she, Leng Xueyu, excels at playing the zither, but no one has heard of her having any other skills.

  Her piano skills can't compare with hers, could her painting skills be even worse?

  "Do you know what kind of painting is the most beautiful, touching and captivating in the world?" The smile was suddenly frozen, and the clear and cold eyes fell on Beidong Xiner's face without blinking. Since she wanted to take her own path to destruction, how could Leng Ziyue not fulfill her wish?

  Settle new and old scores at once.

  "What...what is it?" Beidong Xiner's throat tightened, her face turned pale, and her legs trembled involuntarily. This feeling was just like that day in Qionghua Forest, making her want to flee recklessly.

  Sweat dripped down from his forehead one drop after another, making his already pale face even whiter.

  "You don't dare." With a slight raise of her eyebrow, Leng Xueyao sneered, "You're so timid, yet you still dare to provoke me. It's really annoying to live like this."

  For a moment, the atmosphere became eerily strange, as if frozen in time. Everyone stared blankly at the two people facing each other, one red and one purple, to see whose aura was stronger, which could be discerned at a glance.

  Baili Chenyuan pressed her lips together, and her long fingers gently placed on the pink thin lips. Her voice was not loud, but enough to make everyone hear clearly, "With blood entering the painting, it can not only make the painting the most beautiful, moving and captivating, but also give the painting unparalleled magic power, making it unforgettable and enticing."

  He is the Blood King, born with an insatiable thirst for blood.

  He loves the color of blood as much as he does, and when he sees blood, he feels that all the cells in his body are jumping and leaping with excitement.

  Little guy, are you also bloodthirsty?