Hu Xiaotian drew in a sharp breath. Although he had suspected Zijuan's identity before, he had never imagined anyone's Disguise Technique could reach such heights. He nodded slowly and said in a low voice, "So the poisoning was a farce you staged yourself."
A captivating smile touched Xi Yan's lips. "I knew you were clever. It seems I really can't hide anything from you."
Hu Xiaotian sighed. "What exactly do you want?"
"Nothing much," Xi Yan said. "I only wanted to help you and Long Xiyue become a married couple, so you two lovebirds could nest and fly together from then on."
Hu Xiaotian shook his head, went over, and sat on her bed. Bracing his hands against its edge, he gazed at her exquisite face. "Would you really be that kind?"
"If I don't descend into hell, who will? To fulfill the wishes of a faithless man like you, I can only sacrifice myself."
Hu Xiaotian smiled. "You've already bowed to Heaven and Earth with me. How could you marry someone else?"
Xi Yan blinked her beautiful eyes and advanced toward him step by step. "You've bowed to Heaven and Earth with me too. Why can you still go chasing other women?"
"I'm a man!" The scoundrel offered the most compelling justification in this day and age. There was nothing more commonplace than a man having three wives and four concubines.
"Pah!"
Hu Xiaotian said, "Girl, tell me honestly. What are you plotting?" In truth, he had already guessed that Xi Yan's purpose in impersonating Princess Anping could never be to help him and Long Xiyue. This woman was neither clearly righteous nor evil, and she very likely had ties to the Western Sichuan Li Clan. If she truly intended to use this marriage alliance to harm the Seventh