Chapter 177: The Phoenix Ring, a Royal Secret Treasure

Jun Jun Zhihao ground his teeth in hatred toward Seeing Jun Jun Zijin. Although he could not prove that Seeing Jun Jun Zijin had started the fire, his intuition told him this matter was inextricably linked to that damned witch.

That witch, Seeing Jun Jun Zijin, had ruined his family terribly; he swore he would make her pay.

Jun Jun Zhihao's curses, word for word, reached the ears of two faint shadows on the roof.

Fei Ying, furious, was about to go down and stir up some trouble, but Seeing Jun Jun Zijin held him back:

"Let's watch a bit longer."

Fei Ying could barely contain himself and spoke up:

"Master, that Jun Jun Zhihao threatened to make you pay. Are we really just going to let him off?"

A hint of disdain flashed in Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's eyes as she chuckled lightly:

"Just because of him? If he knows his place, I'll spare him some face. If he remains obstinate, hmph, the good show at the Jun residence has only just begun."

Below, Xiang Xiang Junzheng's anger was replaced by nausea and fear; he stumbled out of the house.

Behind him remained Li Shi's silent tears and deep despair.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin and Fei Ying crouched on the roof, taking it all in.

A wicked smile curled her lips as she whispered to Fei Ying:

"The drama at the Jun residence could be turned into a storybook."

"However, Fei Ying, that fire you set was masterful. Li Shi's big bald head is likely to last a lifetime."

At this, Seeing Jun Jun Zijin laughed aloud.

Fei Ying almost couldn't resist reaching out to cover her mouth.

"Master, please keep your voice down."

Fei Ying, having witnessed his own handiwork with his own eyes, wore a look of pride; that fire had been set by his own hand.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin felt there was nothing left to watch; mainly, the roof was terribly cold. If she stayed any longer, she feared she would freeze into an ice pop.

She couldn't help but shiver and said to Fei Ying:

"Fei Ying, let's withdraw. This roof is unbearably cold. If I stay any longer, my title of 'Witch' will have to be changed to 'Ice Sculpture Beauty'."

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin tightened her cloak, exhaled a puff of white breath, and muttered:

"This ghostly weather; the roof is no place for a human to stay."

So pretentious; he spent every day on the roof or in the trees.

Fei Ying pouted, just about to lead Seeing Jun Jun Zijin away quietly, when he saw a massive fire, Xiong Xiong, erupting from the direction of the Wen residence in the eastern part of the city. Within moments, the towering flames illuminated half the sky.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's smile deepened further:

"Tonight is truly lively."

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Early the next morning, Seeing Jun Jun Zijin went to the hospital as usual.

Upon entering the office, He Ling'er, who had arrived a step early, rushed over like a cheerful little bird, wearing a look of schadenfreude:

"Jun Jun Zijin, the Wen residence was burned to the ground last night. I heard Wen Jiahe's hair was burned off."

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin slightly raised her slender eyebrows, the image of that wretched figure with hair burned off floating in her mind; with another big bald head added, the plot was even more exciting than she had imagined.

A look of half-smile, half-seriousness curled her lips:

"Did you set the fire?"

He Ling'er's bright eyes fluttered; she blinked, speaking as if innocent and naive:

"How could I have that ability? My brother did it."

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin smiled slightly and said in a relaxed tone:

"I'll treat your brother to a meal another day."

A hint of expectation flashed in He Ling'er's eyes as she asked:

"Could you invite Prince Chen?"

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin chuckled lightly, understanding the situation, and teased:

"Oh~~ You've set your sights on Prince Chen?"

He Ling'er laughed heartily, her face unblushing and her heart untroubled:

"Just pretend my brother wants to see him!"

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin smiled slightly:

"Very well, I'll try. However, Prince Chen is not easily seen."

Hearing this, He Ling'er immediately perked up and looked up at Seeing Jun Jun Zijin:

"Then you must help me."

The fun of those days of fighting and playing, carefree and without worry on campus, now seemed to unfold before their eyes like a movie.

The two laughed and played for a while, then each got back to their work.

With the Jun residence and the Wen residence having encountered trouble in succession, the days were quiet for two days.

On this day, sunlight streamed through the window into the laboratory when Seeing Jun Jun Zijin suddenly received a secret letter from Quan Quan Aoyu.

Her hands trembled slightly as she opened the envelope; seeing the news in the letter that he would arrive in Jingcheng soon, her heart instantly filled with joy.

While working, she waited with peace of mind; every minute and second felt exceptionally long, yet filled with anticipation.

That night, the moonlight was like water, sprinkling over the streets and alleys of Jingcheng.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin worked late at the hospital before returning to the residence; the day's exhaustion made her only want to rest quickly.

Miao Zhu and Nurse Chen had been transferred to the hospital to serve as accountants; these past few days, Guazi and a young maid had been attending to her.

The two maids entered the inner room, lit the candles as usual, attended to Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's washing and bathing, watched her fall asleep, and only then quietly withdrew from the room.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin had never had the habit of having maids stand night watch; even though the situation had become more dangerous recently, the night-watch maid stayed outside the room, and as for Fei Ying and Fei Yan being men, she had driven them to the courtyard.

Quan Quan Tianchen had also sent guards to protect her residence, but with the hospital opening, she had reassigned most of them to the hospital.

She somewhat regretted not asking for more hands, letting someone slip through into the inner courtyard, and regretted even more that she shouldn't have sent the night-duty maidservant outside.

Because not long after she had lain down, she felt something was off; she tried to get up, but her whole body had not a shred of strength, and she couldn't call out even if she wanted to.

Her heart jolted, and ten thousand grass-mud horses galloped past — which son of a turtle had set a trap for her?

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin had always been vigilant; she had the habit of inspecting the room whenever she entered.

She was quite certain the room had no problem when she came in; Sunflower guarded the outer room, and Flying Eagle also stood watch in the courtyard, so it couldn't be that someone had tampered with things after she entered.

Her body grew hotter and hotter; she studied medicine, so she naturally knew she had been drugged with a potent aphrodisiac.

Her gaze suddenly, in a daze, fixed on the candle burning by the couch.

That's right — the candle must be the problem.

Only, if it were just this kind of drug, it shouldn't have made her completely lose the ability to move.

A vaguely familiar drug flashed through her mind, but she couldn't think it through.

Her vision grew more and more blurred, but she could not lose consciousness at this moment.

Summoning the last shred of strength, she stabbed the phoenix ring on her hand into her own flesh; the pain brought a momentary clarity to her muddled consciousness.

It was this very phoenix ring that Quan Quan Aoyu had personally put on her—a royal treasure that none of the successive empresses of Emperor Tianqi had ever been able to fathom.

Just then, a miracle occurred.

The bloodstained phoenix ring suddenly emitted a soft glow, and as a phoenix phantom spiraled above Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's head, she vanished on the spot.

Just as she lost the last shred of consciousness, in a daze she seemed to see the laboratory she had once known.

Just one glance — she had no time to think before she completely fainted, plunging into boundless darkness, with no awareness left.

Outside, the very moment she was taken away by the phantom, the candle by the bed suddenly snapped; the flame fell onto the bed and set the curtains ablaze.

The flames leapt up at once, whoosh — spreading from the drapes to the bedding in the blink of an eye, and the solid-wood bed was soon entirely engulfed in flames.