Chapter 87.4 There Will Always Be A Way Out
This man looked only in his early twenties. If the person at the hairpin ceremony that time was him, it meant that he was at least a master in  the Shining Spirit BaseââWhen oneâs cultivation reaches the level of Shining Spirit Base, one cannot grow old anymore.
Itâs just that she really wondered what method this person used to threaten the royal family of Bai state? Killing people is an easy thing, but if he wants a monarch to sing and dance in the palace hall, that canât be done just by a simple threat such as killing.
Sang Yuanyuan looked at this Yun Zhizhuo silently and calmly.
There was always a modest smile on his face, and no emotion could be seen there.
âTskâ You Wuming threw the empty candle holder on the table impatiently, âBesides having no wine and food, I still have to listen to otherâs quarrel. Really meaningless!â
Yun Zhizhuo smiled slightly and said: âDonât worry, King You. It will be interesting soon.â
âThen you should do the poisoning.â You Wuming is serious.
âAh.â Yun Zhizhuo said with some embarrassment, âI am sorry. I was negligent, and forgot to tell the twoââThat it has been done. If the two donât believe it, you can try to adjust the spirit essence in your body and you will know it after a try.â
Sang Yuanyuan was a little embarrassed by his sincere look.
She tried to adjust the spirit essence in her body.
And immediately found an astonishing thingââJust like when she was poisoned by the Golden Snow Moth in the Snow Mist Valley, the spirit essence in her body was covered with round and dim yellow light spots, and the spirit essence in her body was dormant, not listening to her command.
âWhen did you put the poison?â Sang Yuanyuan was so amazed.
Yun Zhizhuo smiled modestly: âActually, itâs not poison. Only the incense burner under the table had been tampered with. Princess Sang, havenât seen you in six years and your elegant demeanor now is already better than the past, but your bearing is still as quiet and indifferent as before. Really made people feel admirable.â
Six years ago, it was him!
She controlled her face and didnât show any unusual expression. She only asked faintly: âWhat are you planning to do if we donât come to this banquet?â
Yun Zhizhuoâs expression was very gentle, and it even looked a little bit pampering: âYou will come.â
âAre you sure this kind of poison can control You Wuming?â She blinked her eyes curiously, âIf I didnât recognize it wrong, it seems to be the poison from the Golden Snow Moth that had been recorded in the medical book.â
She would never admit that she had been to Yun state and even had been poisoned by the Golden Snow Moth.
Yun Zhizhuo raised his hand and waved gracefully to the four members of the Bai royal family: âItâs none of your business anymore. Go to sleep.â
Then the Bai clanâs father and daughters immediately fell crookedly on the table and slept so deeply.
There was a sudden burst in Sang Yuanyuanâs mindââSuch a control method is really appalling!
âPrincess Sang is really knowledgeable!â Yun Zhizhuo exclaimed extremely sincerely. âHowever, this is not a poison from the Golden Snow Moth or something like that. It is not poison, but the power of destiny. There is no power that can fight against destiny.â
Sang Yuanyuan stared at the yellow spots that had penetrated into her flesh attentively. After a careful look, she found that thereâs actually seven colors contained in it.
Her heart jumped again. Her hand hidden under the table quietly stretched out and clutched You Wumingâs little finger.
With a turn of his hand, he held her hand in his palm and gave her fingers a soothing squeeze.
âWhat is the power of destiny?â Sang Yuanyuan asked sincerely.
Yun Zhizhuo rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance and said: âDestiny is not something that can be explained. When your own realization comes, you will naturally understand it. Itâs all because of my negligence in handling matters at that time and that thread of vitality actually caused todayâs disaster. It can only be me who sets things right again.â
âAt that time, we should have invited a Saint of Heaven who could speak clearly.â Sang Yuanyuan couldnât help muttering.
âPftt.â You Wuming laughed decisively.
âSo you are the person who did the thing that drove me out of my body six years ago?â Sang Yuanyuan asked in an easy to understand way.
âIt could be said so.â In the face of two people who let themselves be slaughtered by him, Yun Zhizhuo had no intention of concealing it at all.
âHow did you do it?â
âYou wonât understand even after I said it.â Yun Zhizhuo said. âPrincess Sang, you donât have to resent me either. Everything that happened at that time was also your own willingness. But I have never expected that the little omission, which couldnât even be called an omission, left a curse. As a result, I had to leave the Temple of Heaven again today and come forward to clean up the mess.â