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Return Of The Vengeful Heiress

"Have you ever lied to me crown prince?" A woman with soft brown waves spread on the grassy field asked. She was staring at the peaceful moonlit sky, enjoying the calm company of the man beside her. If she turned her head to look into his eyes, she would have noticed a momentary flicker in his eyes. "You think I would?" The slender man, caressed her head gently as his husky voice fell into her ears, filling her face with a gentle smile. She raised her hand to touch his defined jawline. Under the Petalwood both of them exchanged a loving look between each other. --------------------------------- "You hate me." He wasn't asking. He stated facing the woman he just couldn't stop loving. He felt helpless as the icicle turned sharper and sharper before finally piercing through his heart. Yet he was unwilling. Unwilling to hurt her. And at this point he couldn't defend himself without hurting her. Her eyes that had always gazed back at him with nothing but indifference and hatred, made him feel clueless. "They say eyes never lie. They must have never seen yours." She spoke coldly, a mocking smile lacing her lips, as she pushed the icicle further with her ice essence. Author's Note - Cover made by AI

Light_Breeze · Fantasia
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68 Chs

Childhood Sweetheart

Inside the somewhat archaic healing building at the north eastern corner of the palace beeps of various machines along with the slight ring of glass equipment echoed around the large building. 

The middle aged healer who returned from An Lanying's room not too long ago, was at present focused on the numerous herbs laid across in front of him. 

From her pulse reading he could sense that her meridians and dantian were blocked. It was already out of the ordinary for her to not have been paralysed by now. Not only the person who has performed the blockage on her was extensively skilled, but she herself must also be equipped with extraordinary elemental composition to barely be affected. 

Once the ingredients were finely grinded inside the compressor, he meticulously collected it inside numerous tiny vials.

Just when he was done pouring them inside a fine container as per the prescribed ratio, he felt a tap on his soldier.