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Chapter 159: Alliance with Tianze, Gentle Zi Nu

The corridor of the cold palace spanned the lake as Han Fei and Wei Zhuang gradually approached.

Tianze's figure gradually appeared, followed by Wushuang Ghost, Corpse-driving Demon, and King of Hundred Poisons.

Han Fei and Wei Zhuang slowly walked to the front of the table. Han Fei placed the wine on the table, sat down slowly, and said with a smile: "You are really here."

Tianze clasped his hands together with a solemn expression, staring at Han Fei intently. Black air was coming out of his body, and behind him was a snake-head chain. Without the power to drive it, it could only hang around Tianze's waist.

Wushuang Ghost, the Corpse-driving Demon, and the King of Hundred Poisons all looked solemn, and they all looked at Wei Zhuang at the same time. It was obvious that Wei Zhuang's aura was so strong that it made the three of them feel pressured.

However, they were not afraid. Although Wei Zhuang was very powerful, Tianze's strength was still recovering. With the three of them, they could definitely stop Wei Zhuang.

Of course, if Mu Feng was there, several people would have given up resisting directly. Mu Feng’s shadow had been deeply imprinted in their minds. He was too abnormal and impossible to defeat.

Tianze clasped his hands together, put his chin close to his fingertips, and said gloomily: "You shouldn't be here."

Han Fei sat up straight and said with a smile: "Actually, none of us should be here."

Tianze snorted coldly, put his left hand on the table, and sneered: "We?"

Han Fei continued, "South Korea does owe Baiyue, I don't deny that."

Even though Han Fei did not do it, everything originated from his father King Han'an, Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei. But Han Fei belonged to the State of Han and was the son of King Han'an. Han Fei could not refute it, nor would he refute it.

However, Han Fei continued, "Now, you and I, we owe each other nothing."

If Yan Lingji hadn't had Mu Feng's help, Han Fei's clever plan would have made her still be trapped in jail, which could be considered as Han Fei helping Tianze.

During this battle, Tianze arrived in time to help Wei Zhuang and hold back Bai Yifei, which could be considered as helping Liusha.

Now the two are even, without any grudges.

Tianze clasped his hands together again, shielding his sinister eyes, and said coldly: "As you said, I will settle this account with Han Guo."

"Neither Ji Wuye nor Bai Yifei can escape."

Baiyue was massacred overnight, all his family members died overnight, and he was controlled by Bai Yifei for sixteen years.

It was simply a life worse than death. If it weren't for the hatred in his heart, Tianze would not have been able to hold on for the sake of revenge.

Tianze’s ultimate goal now is revenge and revenge on all those who did that back then.

Han Fei's expression froze, and he couldn't help but remind him: "I'm giving you a kind piece of advice. Your persistence is very dangerous and may lead to your death."

Tianze sneered: "Your forgetfulness is also dangerous."

The events of sixteen years ago cannot be abandoned just by talking about them.

Now that he can be reborn, Tianze's goal will never change.

Han Fei's expression remained unchanged. He placed his hands on the table and said, "You have too many enemies. Quicksand is not your enemy."

Tianze did not refute this statement, and there was no grudge between the two sides.

Tianze stood up slowly, put his hands on the table, and sneered: "We can't be friends."

Han Fei grabbed the fine wine he had brought from the table with his right hand, swayed it gently, and the aroma filled his nose. He raised the wine and said, "Then this cup is for the enemy of my enemy."

"We can't be friends, but we're not enemies either."

Han Fei and Tianze looked at each other for a moment, their faces calm. This result was within Han Fei's expectations.

A Korean prince and a Baiyue prince, two people with different destinies, but they may also end up in the same place.

Tianze snorted coldly, took the wine from Han Fei, and sneered: "The enemy of my enemy, well, let's drink a glass to this so-called enemy of my enemy."

Tianze drank it all in one gulp without hesitation or doubt.

He drank it all in one gulp, indicating that Han Fei's proposal was accepted and a strange alliance was reached.

Tianze turned and left. Wushuang Ghost, Corpse-driving Demon, and King of Hundred Poisons followed Tianze and left slowly.

Tianze left slowly, but stopped within a dozen meters and said to Han Fei: "Tell Mu Feng to treat Yan Lingji well."

“Of course, that’s also the bond between us.”

"It's her own choice."

Tianze is very clear about the relationship between Mu Feng and Yan Lingji. He also knows that Mu Feng has made a great effort to save Yan Lingji. Now that Yan Lingji has made a good choice, Tianze is willing to let go.

Han Fei smiled bitterly.

......

Zi Lan Xuan, night falls and the moon hangs high in the sky.

At this time, seven days had passed since the last battle. Mu Feng's injuries improved rapidly under Zi Nu's careful care, and now Mu Feng was like a normal person.

The bright moonlight sprinkled into the house, illuminating everything. Mu Feng stood in front of the window with a glass of wine, enjoying the peace he had never experienced before.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine."

This sentence fully reflects Mu Feng's current mood. Even though he has been in this world for so long, he can't help but feel homesick.

A glass of good wine and a bright moon express longing and the future.

Zi Nu pushed open the door, holding a bottle of medicine in her hand. Her tight purple dress outlined her charming figure. A few silver hairpins were inserted in her high-pile purple hair. Her seductive eyes were also faintly purple, like a pair of pearls hidden deep in the sea, dark but dazzling.

There was a pattern resembling butterfly wings painted under the corner of her left eye, which added an unusual noble temperament to her charming posture.

"What a refined mood, drinking and asking the heavens, but now, you want to ask me about the wine."

"Mu Feng, you've been drinking secretly again."

As luck would have it, Mu Feng managed to act pitiful and asked Nong Yu to get him some wine. But now, before he could even drink or express his emotions, he was discovered by Zi Nu.

Mu Feng smiled awkwardly, quickly put down the wine glass in his hand, and explained very seriously: "I didn't drink it, I definitely didn't drink it, I just smelled the alcohol."

Because Mu Feng was injured, Zi Nu directly cut off his alcohol supply. Without good wine to drink, Mu Feng almost suffocated to death, but now it seems that he has to hold it in.

Zi Nu didn't believe it, so she sniffed Mu Feng's body and made sure that there was no smell of alcohol on him. Then she gave Mu Feng a cold look and let him go.

Then he took the medicine he had just brewed, brought it to Mu Feng, and said, "Come on, this is what you should drink."

Mu Feng's face turned bitter, and he said, "Miss Zi Nu, look, I'm fine now, can you please stop taking the medicine?"

The main reason was that the medicine was too bitter and Mu Feng really couldn't stand it. He didn't expect that after traveling through time, he would still have to take medicine.

Zi Nu covered her face with a charming smile, picked up the medicine bowl on the table, scooped a spoonful of medicine with a spoon, blew it gently, and brought it to Mu Feng's mouth, saying: "No, according to my pharmacology, you have to drink it for three more days."

"Come on, be good, drink the medicine."

Zi Nu coaxed Mu Feng to drink the medicine like she was coaxing a child.

Mu Feng had no choice. Zi Nu was like this every time, and every time Mu Feng fell into the arms of her tenderness, he could only open his mouth and drink the bitter potion.

Zi Nu's expression was gentle. At this time, Mu Feng was the way Zi Nu liked it the most. He was obedient and well-behaved, which directly touched Zi Nu's heart.

Zi Nu's expression changed, and she became more gentle and kind towards Mu Feng.