Yet at this moment, Eighth Prince was entirely different from everyone else. Chu Qingmeng withdrew the Pressure she had been exerting on the others, concentrating it all on Eighth Prince alone.
"Qingmeng, be careful..." Nourished by the Medicinal Pill, Mo Liujin managed to force himself awake for just a brief second. Staring at Chu Qingmeng's back, he painfully forced out those words before plunging back into darkness. As Chu Qingmeng intensified the Pressure on Eighth Prince even further, Quan Si frowned. *No! If this goes on, the Ninth Lord will die!* He sprang up, grabbed Mo Liujin's sword, and hurled it straight at Eighth Prince. The blade pierced right through Eighth Prince's chest, ending his agony. Just then, Eleventh Prince stepped into the hall. Catching sight of Chu Qingmeng's whitened hair, his heart tightened, and he softly called out, "Mengmeng!"
Yet Chu Qingmeng could no longer hear a thing. She simply turned in a mechanical motion, walked over to Mo Liujin, took his hand, and whispered, "A-Jin, let's go home."
Chapter 219