Countless memories flashed through Xiao Lingmeng's mind, shattering her desire to kill Zhu Zhuqing.
Looking down at Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Lingmeng smiled and said, "Go back. I'll succeed. You don't need to persuade me."
At Xiao Lingmeng's meaningful glance, Xiao Leng, who stood beside her, pulled Zhu Zhuqing outside before she could say anything else.
Once outside the Main Hall, Xiao Leng still felt shaken by that fleeting look in Xiao Lingmeng's eyes when she had looked at Zhu Zhuqing.
She knew all too well that it was a warning that Xiao Lingmeng was about to kill someone. Fortunately, she hadn't acted.
Otherwise, Xiao Leng truly wouldn't have known what to do.
"Zhu Zhuqing, go back first," Xiao Leng said. "I'll try to talk the young lady around."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded and headed outside.
There was so much Zhu Zhuqing wanted to tell Xiao Lingmeng, but when she met that icy gaze, she no longer knew how to begin.
Upon returning to the Branch Hall, Zhu Zhuqing ran into Wu Chen, who was directing the preparations for a carriage.
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing approach, Wu Chen hurriedly bowed. "Miss Zhu Zhuqing."
"What are you doing?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.
"The Holy Son asked us to prepare a larger carriage," Wu Chen answered honestly.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded and headed inside. When she reached Cao De's Living Quarters, she saw him sitting cross-legged on the roof.
With a leap as nimble as a wildcat's, Zhu Zhuqing landed steadily beside Cao De and sat down, her eyes lowered and her expression somewhat gloomy.
Cao De exhaled a stale breath. Looking at the dispirited, prideful little kitten, he caught her off guard and tugged her arm.
He pressed Zhu Zhuqing down until she lay across his thighs.
"What's made you so unhappy?" Cao De asked with