The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 796: Living Proof of Death

"Things are dead. I am the powerful one." The trump card of having absolute strength is what Meng Shisan has always relied on without fear.

Feng Zheng's clothes were all stripped off, revealing dozens of hideous and ugly healed scars on his chest and back, as densely packed as poisonous snakes spitting bloody tongues, baring their fangs and claws, roaring at the cruelty of the abyss in Meng Meijing's eyes.

Listening to her elder sister's honest words that things are dead, what was powerful was her elder sister's words. Her mind involuntarily appeared the new and old scars that Fang Jiang had shown her by the kite in the house.

All the new and old wounds were scabbed over, but even so, they were still shocking to her and made her bleed.

She even imagined what a hell it would be like when these scars appeared on her own body.

At that moment, she almost couldn't stand.

The eldest sister said that the Second Prince failed in his first assassination attempt on her and could not find an opportunity for a second assassination. So, when the eldest sister was tasked with thoroughly investigating the collapse of the lamp mountain as reported by her, the Second Prince used the dog-beating method to intimidate her and then attacked Feng Zheng severely.

A young girl in her prime, her delicate white skin was carved with all kinds of sword marks, horizontal and vertical, deep and shallow, her skin and flesh were turned inside out, rough and horrible, and she could only barely save her life, that was all.

If it were her...

Meng Meijing just thought about trying to put herself in the other person's shoes, but as soon as she started, she felt cold all over.

She couldn't think further.

She couldn't think any further.

The suffering that Feng Kite endured on behalf of her elder sister was a real contest, so the elder sister turned around and took people to kill all the guests in the second prince's private residence.

In this contest, Feng Zheng was seriously injured but not dead, while none of the second prince's one hundred followers survived. It was clear that the eldest sister won.

But the moment the eldest sister stepped out of the house, she told her that if she could choose, she would rather not have this contest.

She understood that even if Feng Kite had not lost her life, her elder sister would not want Feng Kite to bear such a serious injury instead of her.

But in the next moment, her elder sister told her that the struggle for imperial power and the fight for political direction were never something that could be chosen by the people involved. All they could do was to deal with it as it came.

Meng Meijing said hesitantly: "Sister, I'm not good enough..."

"Yeah." This is also the reason why Meng Shisan has always only told Meng Meijing part of the things. But today, she told it to her eldest sister because her eldest sister insisted on coming to see Feng Zheng's injuries.

It's fine if you don't want to watch it, but if you want to watch it, she won't stop you, and she won't lie to you.

For some things, it is better to expose them to the sun honestly than to trip and shatter them in the darkness later.

She did not ask Meng Meijing whether she was afraid or not. In fact, there was no need to ask. She could tell from her expression that she was afraid. However, since the veil had been lifted, it didn't matter whether she was afraid or not. What was important was to learn to accept and adapt, and then surpass and control it.

Meng Meijing said again: "Sister, I want to become powerful..."

"Yeah." Meng Shisan responded.

Meng Meijing added: "...become as powerful as my elder sister."

Meng Shisan smiled: "Yeah." Wu didn't know what happened to Meng Meijing in Meng Shisan's courtyard. She only knew that the day after her daughter returned to Wanfei Courtyard from her stepdaughter in the dead of night, she came to her and asked her to find a martial arts master for her.

Wu was stunned for a long time: "...You are already ten years old, it seems a little late to learn martial arts."

"My daughter knows, but she still wants to learn." Meng Meijing's eyes were firm. "I don't want to learn to be as skilled as my sister in whipping, but I just hope that my daughter can have a little self-protection ability."

As soon as these words came out, Wu immediately understood why Meng Meijing wanted to learn martial arts: "You will not encounter the bad things that your sister encountered."

"How can mother be sure that she will never run into this in her lifetime?" Meng Meijing asked back. She had already made up her mind and it was impossible for her to change it easily. Then she continued calmly and logically, "My daughter told my elder sister last night that she must become as powerful as my elder sister. Although this is unlikely, I still want to give it a try. I don't want to be timid before trying. If this is the case, my elder sister will definitely look down on me, and mother doesn't want such a daughter."

Mrs. Wu looked at Meng Meijing in astonishment.

After a while, her stunned expression slowly faded away, and she showed a relieved smile on her face: "Sure enough, I asked you to learn more from your elder sister, and you really did learn something."

In the past, her daughter would never have spoken such tough words to her, nor would she have made such an unusual determination.

After Feng Zheng was seriously injured, Chang An took over the investigation of the collapse of the lamp mountain. Near noon, Chang An brought back some bad news: "The two good people who survived earlier... are dead."

The living witness was dead, and Meng Shisan stood up from his seat in the Ming Xiao Hall and said, "Didn't you set up a barrier so that no one can enter that room?"

"Yes." The first thing Chang An did when she checked back was to follow Meng Shisan's order and protect the two witnesses who survived the collapse of the lamp mountain. The method of protection was to set up a barrier in the usual way of their demon clan. But something unexpected happened to her. "When I went there early this morning, I saw that they were all fine. However, when I went there again an hour ago, they were already dead."

"How did he die?" Meng Shisan slowly sat back in his chair, his mind racing at the same time.

"Bite the tongue to commit suicide." Chang'an is a demon. Even though she and Meng Shisan have experience in the world, sometimes she still cannot understand the actions of mortals.

For example, why did the two surviving civilians commit suicide at this time?

She spent every breath on the way back to the Meng Mansion thinking about the answer, but unfortunately, she could not think of the answer until she came before her master to report.

Meng Shisan pondered and asked, "Besides you, who else can enter that house?"

Changan shook his head: "No. Inside the house, there are all kinds of food and supplies. I prepared them all myself and brought them in personally. No one can get close to them except me."

"What if...something is used?" Meng Shisan thought of a possibility.

Chang An was stunned for a moment: "...Yes."

If you use magic to enter the house, anything is possible.

It could be other people, other things, or even other monsters.

"Go check and see if there are any remnants of magic." Meng Shisan instructed, "Before you go, find Huang Jing and ask her to go with you."

"Miss, do you think she is a heavenly master and can help?" Chang'an is a demon. She has always been on guard against Huang Jing, the heavenly master. In the courtyard of the mansion, she never takes the initiative to deal with Huang Jing.

Whenever Huang Jing came to her, she would just deal with him briefly and would never get involved.