Rebirth of an Idle Noble Women (200-end)

213-216

Chapter 213: Drifting Into A Trap

Replace the leader of the United Kingdom?

Wanqi Jue felt like he was about to burst out laughing at this suggestion. However, he refrained from doing so when he saw the dead serious look in Gu Xiqiao’s ink-dark eyes. Nothing suggested that she was saying this as a joke.

“I will try my best to let you recover swiftly.” chi flowed constantly from Gu Xiqiao’s hands. “I just need to hear one thing from you. Would you accept or decline my offer?”

Wanqi Jue’s grin faded away from his face instantly. “I’ll take it.”

No matter from which perspective you looked at this, he was on the winning side of the deal. Even he did not dare to even think about replacing someone in charge of the entire United Kingdom with someone from his own family. And here she was, putting forth this proposition to him.

Wanqi Jue was skeptical about her offer. In fact, he started to suspect that she had already lost her mind.

He was left with no other choice. The leader of the United Kingdom has decided to label his family as public enemy number one. Wanqi Jue had already prepared himself to face the worst outcome when his family could run away from their enemies no longer. God knows how many talented young souls would be sacrificed then. Due to this, he was compelled to hold onto whatever strand of hope there was in front of him, even if it meant accepting help from a young lady.

“So, what do I need to do?” asked Wanqi Jue.

“Nothing. I’ll contact you at night.” Gu Xiqiao waited for a couple of minutes before carefully pulling out the needles that were inserted into his damaged hand. The look in her eyes was cold and calculating. She was sure that someone would foolishly march towards their death soon.

Rong Feishuang snapped out of his reverie the moment he caught sight of Gu Xiqiao resting her hands on Wanqi Jue’s forehead. Somehow, he understood what she was trying to do which also led to his facial expression changing instantly. “No! You can’t do that no matter what!”

“Grandpa Rong, I have no choice but to press onwards.” Despite chi flowing out of her body at a constant rate, her face was still as calm as still water. The only noticeable difference about her was that her complexion was growing paler by the second. Her iron-will however, enabled her to ride through the hail.

Rong Feishuang swallowed the condescending words of advice he was about to spit forth when he saw the look on Gu Xiqiao’s face. He sighed. “Little brat, hurry up and bring me my bottle of pills back from the ancient martial arts world!” All of a sudden, he had no idea what else he could say to her, and so he gave Zhu Yuan a hefty kick.

Zhu Yuan knew perfectly well how much money and resources were poured into formulating the vitality-restoring pills his master was talking about. Seeing how serious Rong Feishuang’s face was, he glanced at Gu Xiqiao’s face one final time before leaving the place.

Wanqi Jue had unconsciously closed his eyelids shut. As an overwhelmingly large amount of chi poured into his cranium, the experience he was feeling was different from the one he felt prior to this. He felt as if his entire body was soaking in a warm pool of spring water. The pain that had spread all over his body gradually died out and at one point, he could even physically feel his own chi channel reconnecting itself.

“Divine Doctor Rong, what’s happening right now?” asked Shi Haizhe who finally regained his composure.

Rong Feishuang stared intently at Gu Xiqiao, his face full of shock. “She’s burning up her own chi like a form of fuel. If this goes on, the root of his pain might be completely removed. In fact, he may very well return to his previous state.”