I should marry the traitor

Chapter 227 Cao Mengde Awakens

Late at night, Cao Mengde left Yuan's mansion and returned home.
Looking up, the glazed tiles were gleaming in the moonlight, like the vast galaxy reflected on the earth.

I walked across the courtyard with my head down. The bluestone slabs on the ground were dotted with night dew, and I seemed to hear the echo of unwillingness with every step.

In fact, Cao Mengde did not have much resentment towards his father for selling him out.

After all, Cao Mengde was born into the Cao family and grew up in the Cao family. She had enjoyed a life of luxury for more than ten years. These were all she had obtained.

There is no free lunch in the world, and now it's her turn to pay.

Cao Mengde returned to the courtyard of her house. Her father Cao Song had placed a pot of wine and three side dishes on the stone table in the yard.

There were two wine glasses, obviously they had been waiting for a long time.

"Beef liver, mutton, and pork tail. Father has a very refined taste."

Seeing that Cao Mengde did not look angry, Cao Song relaxed a little.

Cao Song's temples were actually already a little gray. The Cao family was not a wealthy family, and the only thing they had was money. He had been running around for money over the years and was aging quickly.

Cao Mengde suddenly remembered that his father was also a warrior. Although his level was not high, he should not have aged so quickly.

"Meng De is back. How was your conversation with Yuan Situ?"

Knowing what his father was concerned about, Cao Mengde said nothing, but silently took out the Seven-Star Dagger from his arms.

Cao Song looked at the seven stars engraved on the scabbard, and the excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed.

However, he was only excited for a moment. Cao Song calmed himself down and looked at Cao Mengde with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, but your bloodline is the most suitable one among the clan."

"Father doesn't need to apologize. Maybe that's what I expect too."

As Cao Mengde spoke, he suddenly pulled out the Seven-Star Dagger. The moonlight reflected the sharpness of the magic weapon, and a faint chill flowed through it.

She gently stroked the blade, and the sharp blade cut her finger. Drops of blood flowed out of the wound and dripped onto the blade, trembling slightly.

Is it the sword that is shaking?

No, it's the blood that's trembling.

Cao Mengde could clearly feel her body trembling and longing, and the hidden blood in her body was greedily craving for the divine weapon before her.

If he swallows it, Cao Mengde will become a noble hybrid!
"The palace is dangerous. I shouldn't have let you go."

"But only you, after awakening your bloodline, may have a chance to compete with Dong Bai."

"As long as you are strong enough, and take advantage of Dong Bai's absence to ask the Emperor to make you his consort, there may be no danger anymore."

"This item is a treasure to my Cao family. Before the news spreads, I will protect you as your father. Swallow it."

"Otherwise, who knows what trouble will arise."

What Cao Song meant was that since Cao Mengde had made up his mind, there was no need to delay any longer.

The Cao family has more than one suitable candidate, Cao Mengde. The attraction of the Seven-Star Sword to the Ya Zi bloodline is too strong and may cause unnecessary trouble.

Upon hearing this, Cao Mengde looked down at the Seven Star Sword. In that instant, she thought a lot.

Yuan Mochu was not aware of this matter, so Cao Mengde did not find it strange.

Regardless of whether Emperor Fuyi was possessed by someone else or not, this speculation could not be told to Yuan Mochu, and the fact that Cao Mengde was allowed to marry Emperor Fuyi could not be told to her.

Cao Mengde suddenly felt a sense of pleasure. She was somewhat obsessed with the feeling of cheating on her boss.

What's more, as long as you swallow this Seven-Star Sword, you can return to that world again.

That world that Yuan Mochu could look squarely at. Thinking of this, Cao Mengde suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth, and the sharp Seven Star Sword suddenly pierced through his throat!

The sharp blade scraped the tongue, cut the throat from the inside, and even cut the intestines, and blood flowed down the throat.

However, Cao Mengde did not feel any pain. He only felt that the gushing blood was like nectar, sinking into his heart.

Cao Mengde knew that she would not die because she had already succeeded.

Although I am not a dragon in body, my ambition is a dragon. Although I do not have the ability of the dragons to call the wind and rain, or ride the clouds and mist, I am also proud and ambitious!
The blood of Jiaozi was working crazily, Cao Mengde's pupils turned a little scarlet, and his fangs became sharper.

However, this was just the beginning. Her figure became thinner, her limbs became longer, a small red horn broke out of its shell on her forehead, and antlers also grew on both sides of her head.

A mixed-race of Yazi, with 92% of bloodline.

I am actually stronger than Yuan Shao?
Once this thought arose in Cao Mengde's mind, he could no longer suppress it.

Ninety-two percent and ninety-one percent may seem like a difference of one percent, but in fact it is a world of difference. What's more, the bloodline of Jiaozi is also a noble species.

Cao Mengde suddenly wanted to see what Yuan Mochu’s expression would be if he knew about this?
The woman whom she once regarded as a follower, now not only had to enter the palace to sleep with the man she had been dreaming about day and night, but also surpassed the bloodline she was so proud of.

"Meng De...Meng De!!!"

Just when Cao Mengde was daydreaming, Cao Song shouted with a little force, waking Cao Mengde up from his fantasy.

"Oh, father, I..."

"No need to say, some things just stay in your heart."

"Is this the effect of awakening bloodline?"

"Well, I guess so. The pursuit of power always has a price."

Cao Mengde could clearly feel that his character seemed to have changed to a certain extent. For example, he now had some thoughts of revenge on things that he had never cared about before.

Looking at his daughter's anxious expression, Cao Song sighed slightly.

"Can you still feel the Seven Star Sword?"

"can."

As Cao Mengde spoke, he felt the subtle sensation in his body, then he suddenly spat out the Seven Star Sword into the sky, and finally he subconsciously opened his mouth and bit the sword.

Seeing this, Cao Song stroked his beard gently and said:
"Holding a divine weapon in his mouth is truly a sly sight."

"Put away the Seven Star Sword and have a couple of drinks with me."

"Don't think about anything else."

Upon hearing this, Cao Mengde swallowed the Seven-Star Sword again and drank with Cao Song in the yard.

Beef liver, mutton, and pork tail are all good things, and they are even more delicious when eaten with wine.

Cao Song chatted while drinking and eating meat. He cherished the days when he could still drink with his daughter, because such days would probably never come again.

"Meng De, although you may feel that your father is a bit long-winded, your father still wants to give you one more reminder."

"Father, tell me."

Cao Song put down his chopsticks, gulped down a large cup of wine, and then said:
"Demon blood has a great influence on a person's mind. This is inevitable."

"Especially the Jiaozi bloodline of our Cao family, it is too easy to go to extremes."

"Father hopes that you can always wake yourself up."

"The heart is the master of oneself, not the blood."

(End of this chapter)