Seeking a Backer in Jing City

The Soul-Binding Talisman trembled incessantly.

"I do not know, he came to me…" Xie Beizhe's face grew paler, uttering his final words.

Soon after, the talisman fell to the ground, a gentle breeze swept by, and his life had already ceased.

Xie Beizhe closed his eyes completely.

"Brother…" Xie Beihan cried miserably, wiping away his tears, "I swear I will find this person and avenge you!"

If it weren't for his instigation, his younger brother would not have taken the wrong path!

The Marquis Zhenbei, witnessing the tragic death of his youngest son, also turned pale, seemingly unable to catch his breath.

He staggered a few steps and was on the verge of collapsing.

Nanli hurriedly supported him and handed him a Heart-Preserving Pill.

"Marquis, please accept my condolences," she said, "The second young master's hands are not stained with blood. As long as I repair his soul and guide him to the afterlife, he can be reincarnated as a human being."

However, the next life of him would destined to be filled with turbulent fate, serving as atonement.

"Thank you, Miss Nanli," Marquis Zhenbei covered his chest, his face filled with sorrow.

"The deluxe edition costs five hundred taels of silver, while the regular edition costs one hundred taels of silver. Marquis, which one would you prefer?"

Marquis Zhenbei: ...

He felt even more suffocated in his chest.

Ye Siheng's mouth twitched slightly.

In the end, it was Xie Beihan who made the decision, choosing the deluxe edition and paid Nanli three thousand taels of silver.

Nanli tried not to smile and took out a talisman and pressed two fingerprints on it. Then she took out another one and sent Xie Beizhe's soul away.

Xie Beihan was dumbfounded, "This… this is the deluxe edition?!"

Did this cost five hundred taels?!

"Yes, the deluxe edition constructs a bridge with talismans, allowing him to peacefully cross the underworld's Yellow Springs Road. The regular edition, on the other hand, simply opens the gates of the underworld, and he has to walk on his own, enduring time and suffering," Nanli explained.

Xie Beihan felt that this money was easily earned.

But after experiencing this ordeal, he knew that Nanli was truly capable and not someone with a troubled mind, so he dared not say more.

He wanted to send Nanli back in a carriage, but Ye Siheng said, "I will accompany her."

Nanli didn't mind. She pocketed the banknotes and boarded the prince's carriage once again.

"Thank you, Your Highness," Nanli expressed her gratitude.

Ye Siheng held the title of Prince Yu, but because he ranked ninth, others always respectfully addressed him as Ninth Prince.

"No need for thanks. There are things that I want to consult Miss Nanli," Ye Siheng's voice was low and husky as the carriage moved steadily.

"Your Highness's leg injury is not due to poisoning but rather a curse. And that's why you cannot stand up." Nanli had already known what he wanted to ask.

She thought that Prince Yu was interested in divination, but it turned out he was waiting for this opportunity.

Ye Siheng was slightly taken aback, "A curse?"

Nanli looked at his handsome face and nodded earnestly, "Indeed, this curse is cast based on one's own lifespan. If Your Highness wants to break the curse and stand up again, you must kill the person who cast the curse."

A cold smile tugged at the corner of Ye Siheng's mouth, "Then how can I find this person?"

Nanli spoke honestly, "Frankly speaking, I currently cannot help Ninth Prince with that. However, most curses like this have a backlash effect, and it is highly likely that the person also suffers from incurable ulcers on their legs."

Most curses were sinister and insidious. And after the caster harmed others, they would usually hide it well.

That's why she didn't mention his leg injury earlier; this money was not that easily earned.

Ye Siheng's smile softened, "Sixth Miss has already done me a great favor."

He had always believed that his leg injury was due to poisoning and had been searching for a renowned doctor to cure it.

It was because of her talisman that he began to suspect that there was another reason for his leg injury.

"You are welcome, Ninth Prince," Nanli's voice carried a hint of regret, "However, Ninth Prince has been cursed for a year now. If it is not broken within six months, it will endanger your life."

Ye Siheng's expression remained calm as if he heard something ordinary.

But the green veins on his hand betrayed him.

Nanli carefully observed Ye Siheng's face as if she were immersed into his beauty.

Ye Siheng raised his gaze and met with hers.

Unlike other women, she didn't shyly avert it.

On the contrary, she seemed to realize something and seriously said, "You exude a dark aura, which indicates your weak fortune. But at the same time you still retain a trace of imperial purple energy. I couldn't understand it until now. Your destiny has been exchanged with someone else's."

Not changed, but exchanged.

But thanks to the extraordinary qualities Ye Siheng possessed, even if his destiny was swapped, he still forged his own path enveloped in purple energy.

Now, however, the malevolent aura had almost shrouded the purple energy due to that curse, devouring a significant portion of his fortune.

At this rate, he would soon die.

Ye Siheng was completely stunned, "Is it possible for two people's destinies to be exchanged?"

"Exchanging the destinies of two individuals is indeed difficult, but not impossible. By employing the clandestine art of celestial manipulation, coupled with…" Nanli paused.

With her Seven-Star Spirit Pearl, it would be definitely succeed.

Unexpectedly, the Spirit Pearl were discovered so quickly!

Nanli excitedly grasped Ye Siheng's hand, "Rest assured, Your Highness, your matter is my matter. If you can find this person, I will definitely be able to restore your destiny."

He was the Ninth Prince, and finding a person would undoubtedly be faster than her.

It was a perfect opportunity for her to take advantage of.

Her small hand was soft and warm.

Ye Siheng's wanted to withdraw his hand, but she held onto him tightly.

He kindly reminded her, "Miss Nanli, you once said that I am plagued by malevolent aura and have ill-fated fortune. It's best not to get too close to me."

"It's all right, it won't harm me." Under the radiance of the Night Pearl, Nanli's eyes shimmered like stars.

At this moment, the carriage had already come to a stop.

They had arrived at the An'yang Marquis Mansion.

Before leaving, Nanli took out a talisman and said, "This talisman can suppress the malevolent aura on your body. Keep it with you, so other people won't get hurt when closing to you."

Afraid that Ye Siheng would refuse to accept it, she stuffed the talisman into his hand and made sure he held onto it.

As it was getting late, she didn't linger and got off the carriage and entered the Mansion.

Ye Siheng looked at the talisman in the palm of his hand and gently touched it, which still retained Nanli's warmth.

"Qing Feng," he called out, "This little money-grubber didn't even charge me for the two talismans she gave me. What do you think she means by that?"

Qing Feng approached and said, "Your Highness, with your esteemed status, she must want to please you and secure a powerful support in the capital."

"A powerful support?" Ye Siheng murmured softly, "Don't you think she wants to become the princess?"

His once silent heart unexpectedly felt a flicker of excitement.

So, this was how it felt like to be cared for and valued by someone,

Qing Feng's mouth twitched slightly: ...

Having followed the prince for so long, how had he never noticed this side of him?