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Chapter 2683: Chapter 1667: Fireflies

Lady Fujiwara never asked who that man was until she left.

In the race of lovers, Fujiwara Reiki was unmatched, with few able to rival her.

Patricide.

Husband killing.

Torturing brother.

Yes.

These are all facts.

But they aren’t related to the role of a lover.

She was cruel and vicious to others only because she poured all her gentleness into the father of her child.

"Fujiwara Takuya, this guy truly didn’t disappoint."

After her mother left, Fujiwara Reiki lay down, found a relaxed and comfortable position, and gently caressed her abdomen.

She was not muttering to herself.

The silent room quickly echoed a response.

"At that time, we could have handled the Clan Leader too."

Perhaps rephrasing would be more accurate.

Change "could" to "why not".

Fujiwara Reiki chuckled.

"Sakura, people will eventually die. The key is when the timing is most appropriate. Today is the best day for our Prince His Highness to die, but not for my good brother. As a widow, the whole country must sympathize with me next. People always subconsciously favor the unfortunate, and those with bad intentions won’t be able to throw dirty water on me, calling me a Japanese traitor or a national traitor, right? Not possible. If our beloved Clan Leader were to go brain dead today as well, hehe, then the conspiracy theorists certainly wouldn’t miss this carnival feast."

What is a Death Warrior?

Absolute loyalty.

And what is absolute loyalty?

It means having only one master.

Like a good woman not serving two husbands.

"The Clan Leader has already guessed."

"If he knows, he knows, huh? My good brother has always been a clever one."

Damn it.

Even pregnant, still so seductive and wanton.

"If the Clan Leader loses his mind, Miss might have trouble."

Sakura’s expression is still unusual, too implicit.

Only "trouble"?

If the outside world finds out, the Princess is having an affair, is pregnant, and the most maddening thing is she plans to pin it on the tragically dead Prince...

If this were a hundred years ago, she’d surely be tied to a cross and burned to death.

If that time truly comes, don’t think of anything else, quickly pack up and run.

"I will have trouble, won’t he also? If one day all of Japan can’t accommodate me, then it definitely won’t accommodate him either."

Fujiwara Reiki was unhurried, even leisurely, "But I have an escape, does he? Betting against someone unafraid of losing means you can never win."

The Clan Leader described it perfectly, could say quite aptly.

This sister of his has tied everyone to a bomb without permission.

This is also why he’s so agitated.

If he goes out "spouting nonsense," his love-and-hate sister truly would be in trouble.

But this brother of his.

Can he stand aside?

Only to be blown up with the tied bomb.

His sister can fly to somewhere not too far in the Eastern Ancient Country.

What about him?

Either fall into the sea and drown.

Even if blown to some Eastern Ancient Country, it’s a dead end, either alive but worse than dead.

Indeed.

When faced with a life-gambling opponent, you can’t keep up.

"What about Mr. Jiang?"

Hearing Sakura’s words, the all-knowing Fujiwara Reiki suddenly quieted down.

Indeed.

A child involves more than just the mother’s side.

"What do you think he will feel upon knowing?"

No tension.

No anxiety.

After a period of silence, Fujiwara Reiki smiled gently, caressing her abdomen, like a wife anticipating her husband’s reaction.

A venomous woman and a virtuous wife.

Sometimes.

Perhaps it’s just a matter of changing the object.

"Sakura... doesn’t know."

Fujiwara Reiki didn’t mind, musing to herself, "He should be very surprised, right? Knowing that there’s his own flesh and blood in the world, knowing he became a father, no man would not be thrilled."

If not to comfort herself.

It can only show that there are simply too few scoundrels willing to toy with the Imperial Family and Japan’s top clans.

Her view isn’t wrong but has premises.

The premise is the man is responsible.

If encountering an irresponsible scumbag.

Kids or not.

He’d surely cover up and deny everything.

"Sakura believes, before the news leaks, Miss should proactively inform Mr. Jiang."

Sakura is changing.

Like a cold killing machine gradually growing flesh and blood.

As a Death Warrior, just execute commands, shouldn’t and wouldn’t advise the master.

"Alas～"

Fujiwara Reiki sighed gently, her hand stopped caressing her belly, her bewitching eyes finally showing a trace of distress.

"What if he blames me?"

This bet she’s making is not just against her dear brother, it’s against many.

No need to guess.

Of course including the child’s father.

"What if he doesn’t want this child..."

Fujiwara Reiki looked down at her belly, there’s one thing Lady Fujiwara said right, the nurturing of life will certainly impact a woman, though perhaps greatly or slightly.

"Then I’ll take my poor darling and die."

"..."

The room stayed quiet for a while, then Sakura’s voice echoed again.

"Mr. Jiang wouldn’t do such."

"You interacted with him only once, and understand him so well?"

Fujiwara Reiki, who was lamenting a moment ago, laughed again.

Sakura didn’t answer.

Thanks to the master’s grace.

Truly interacted only once.

But deeply.

"You’re right, I should tell him first. Otherwise, if he hears the news from someone else, he would definitely be angry. It wouldn’t be fair for a father."

See.

This change.

Previously, when wasn’t she deciding first then reporting?

When Sakura’s silhouette appeared in Fujiwara Reiki’s sight, there was also a phone.

Fujiwara Reiki smiled.

"What for?"

What else?

"Miss intends to inform Mr. Jiang, right?"

"You mean, call?"

Sakura stayed silent, likely confused.

What else?

"Phone calls lack sincerity."

Fujiwara Reiki waved a hand, "Take it away, there’s radiation."

Sakura retreated.

"I can’t go anywhere for now. Sakura, on my behalf, go to Shen Zhou and tell him directly, that would be better."

Sakura’s pupils slightly enlarged, clearly unexpected.

Informing face-to-face is indeed more suitable than calling.

Pregnant women aren’t suited for long journeys, understandably.

However.

Sakura is a Death Warrior, specializes in killing and arson.

Being a spokesperson, shouldn’t someone be eloquent?

"What? Unwilling?"

Fujiwara Reiki understandingly said: "I just thought you and he somewhat have a bit of a connection, so he should be amiable towards you. Certainly, if you’re unwilling, well that’s fine, no pressure."

Fujiwara Reiki pondered.

"Then pick someone from the Eclipse Group, remember, choose the beautiful ones."

Eclipse Group.

The name says it all.

The darkness swallowing the moon, symbolizing subversion and assassination.

"Sakura will go."

Sakura, who emerged from the Eclipse Group, how could she delegate a mission to a junior, besides, obeying orders is the duty of a Death Warrior.

Before the words were finished, the figure had vanished.

Letting a brother find his sister insane, Fujiwara Reiki just smiled, caressing her abdomen, her smile softening, singing in perfect Mandarin, lightly humming.

"The dark sky hangs low, bright stars accompany, fireflies fly, fireflies fly, whom are you missing..."

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