Imperial Treasure

The question was well asked.

Everyone present was actually puzzled in their hearts.

Sui Yi did not answer; he only looked at the shards of Jade Bi in her hand, "Did you pick it up to return it to me?"

"Wishful thinking."

Wu Jue clasped her hands together, gathering them into the Black Robe, with an intent that if Sui Yi attempted to seize it, she would fiercely retaliate....

Sui Yi shook his head lightly, "I absorb it, or you absorb it, is there really a difference?"

Wu Jue sneered, "Of course there’s a difference. Between the two of us, who is the master, who is the servant, is not yet decided."

With that, she transformed into a Black Crow....

"It’s like you not restraining yourself with that man named Jun, and then turning around and having a child with Shen Zhiyue.... That child..."

"Yours."

"What?"

"Mine is also yours, Jade Bi is like that, and naturally the child is like that too," amid Wu Jue’s ridicule, Sui Yi calmly said, adding, "In the future, I will teach her to call you second mother."

Second mother my ass!

"Then you’d better ensure she doesn’t end up being chopped up by me to use as fertilizer."

Suddenly.

Sui Yi and Wu Jue both changed expressions, flying towards that building...

However, it was too late.

A soft white mist descended, enveloping the entire ruins of the building in a fog.

The fog seemed softer than cream.

Li Luo, Chu Yezui, and Yi all stood up.

This aura is....

The mist drifted elegantly, forming a hazy human shape, only the upper half was human, with the lower half connected to the massive mist.

She floated before Sui Yi.

Gently, her hand brushed across Sui Yi’s face.

"Back then you were unwilling, nor did you want it, now, you are anxious to have her..."

After speaking, the mist stirred up....

"I will wait for you to beg me."

With that, the mist dissipated into nothingness, as if nothing had ever existed, and inside that building, there were no traces of Natasha or the baby.

Gong Jiu and the others were about to explode!

Though they had been absorbed in the mystery of whether the child was indeed Sui Yi’s, but for one, the child was undeniably adorable, melting hearts like cream, and for another, they leaned toward the child belonging to Sui Yi, since the features and aura were so alike!

In the end, before they were ready to cherish this BABY, she was taken away!!!

Along with the dedicated nanny Natasha!

It was Shen Zhiyue.

She was definitely not dead!

As everyone’s hearts raced, they noticed that Sui Yi’s expression didn’t seem that heavy.

Alright, so she is truly Shen Zhiyue’s...

At least it was certain Shen Zhiyue wouldn’t harm her, which is why Sui Yi was so calm.

Yet Shen Zhiyue’s approach was indeed ruthless and domineering.

Look at what she said... proactive aggression MAX!

The others couldn’t say much more because they all somewhat avoided talking about Shen Zhiyue.

Wu Jue snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Amidst the ruins, the devastation awaited revival.

Too tired.

These sudden plot twists.

While others hadn’t noticed, Sui Yi turned her face away, slightly furrowing her brow.

She caught sight of a white silhouette, Posayi watching her across the sprawling ruins, seeming to see through her with a single glance, then saying nothing as she drifted away.

And at this moment, outside the spatial barrier.

God’s Jasper held Zhao Nian in hand, expressionless.

She, only appeared for her, yet wouldn’t come out to see her for a moment?

Was the High Priest that important?

God’s Jasper turned her head, eyes cold.

She must see when this crippled High Priest returns to the Dimensional Realm...

In her own territory, let the High Priest die once more!

Late at night, China Gate, Sui Yi had helped the severely injured with their wounds, many had fallen into a deep sleep.

Waiting for one person, Sui Yi finally washed up, then leaned against the wall as she walked out, eventually lying down slowly on the bed.

Her exhaustion surpassed everyone else’s.

Both in heart, and in body.

Yet she refused to sleep, because she still held a shard in her hand.

It was collected by the High Priest at the time, and with the High Priest’s return, the shard naturally ended up in her hand.

The shard melted in her palm, she closed her eyes.

The hot spring pool, the warm water soothing, the High Priest leaning against the pool wall, eyes closed...

Her long black hair trailing wet in the water, stark against her shoulder and collarbone, she remained motionless, as always.

Suddenly sensing a change in the water, the High Priest opened her eyes, Shen Zhiyue had already placed her hand on her waist.

So powerful, even she couldn’t perceive nor resist her approach.

Though at the time there was no concept of avoidance, she still felt uneasy.

Those fingers, long and soft, yet in the warm water gave her an icy, tingling feeling.

And the gaze Shen Zhiyue directed at her body under the water also made her heart race.

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