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Chapter 1590: Chapter 1590: The Story of the Farmer and the Snake
“North… North City.”
Xiang Qiyan’s vision was a blur of yellow haze, capable only of discerning light points, but the voice was unmistakable to his ears.
“Yes, yes, it’s me.”
Zhan Beiye nodded repeatedly, gripping his hand excitedly.
“Madam Qian, Jiyun’s wife, is here too. We’ve already arrived at the Feather Abyss Plane, don’t worry. As long as we find the herbs, we can refine medicinal pills to save you.”
Xiang Qiyan opened his mouth but said nothing.
He had a thousand words in his heart, yet he didn’t know what to say at that moment. He wanted to ask Zhan Beiye how he had come to the Feather Abyss Plane, and he wondered why Qian Jiyun had let An Jiuyue come with them to the Feather Abyss Plane alone.
But with too many questions and his own weakness, his mind was in such turmoil that he didn’t even know what to ask.
“Let’s not talk about that first.”
An Jiuyue’s eyes scanned Zhan Beiye before settling on the newly awakened Xiang Qiyan.
“Big Brother Qi Yan, who did this to you?”
At least, they needed to know who their adversary was. That way, they could figure out what to do next.
“Xiang Qifeng.”
Xiang Qiyan hesitated for a moment before replying.
“Who is this person?”
An Jiuyue pressed on with the question, this time looking at Su Tang. The name differed by only one character from Xiang Qiyan’s, indicating a significant relations.h.i.+p to him.
Injured and poisoned, uttering just a few words left Xiang Qiyan gasping for breath, so he had to rely on those around him to explain.
“Prince Zhan, Madam Qian, Xiang Qifeng is my lord’s younger brother, the eighth prince of the Xiang Dynasty. He has not been granted a t.i.tle yet and appears to outsiders as a harmless Little Prince who is frivolous and playful,” Su Tang replied with an icy tone.
Indeed, if it hadn’t been for their lord’s word, he would have continued believing Xiang Qifeng to be an ambitionless prince who only indulged in eating, drinking, and merrymaking.
How could he have expected that such a seemingly benign person would commit such heinous acts, daring to attempt the a.s.sa.s.sination of their lord and to poison him!
“Originally, he was just a Little Prince subjected to bullying. It was my lord who pitied him for not being valued by the Emperor and took him into his own residence. Who knew he would commit such an act of ingrat.i.tude!”
An Jiuyue and Zhan Beiye listened as Su Tang angrily narrated the events involving Xiang Qiyan and Xiang Qifeng, one by one.
“This is just like the story of the farmer and the snake, isn’t it?” An Jiuyue commented with a glance at Zhan Beiye.
Zhan Beiye shook his head too. Xiang Qifeng truly personified the saying ‘biting the hand that feeds you.’ Xiang Qiyan had been so kind to him, practically offering his own heart, and yet, his repayment was to poison Xiang Qiyan and pursue his death.
“Within the royal family, there’s no such thing as kins.h.i.+p,” he concluded.
It could be considered as drawn from his own experiences, for the events that unfolded in his own life weren’t much different from those of Xiang Qiyan.
He had it somewhat better; Zhan Beicheng only conspired with others and didn’t personally seek to kill him, whereas Xiang Qiyan had been directly targeted by Xiang Qifeng.
By that measure, Xiang Qiyan was still more pitiable.
“Now that we know who is behind this, we can handle the situation better.”
An Jiuyue stated solemnly before looking again at Xiang Qiyan, who hadn’t lapsed into unconsciousness once more.
“How do you want to deal with Xiang Qifeng? Do you still care about this family tie, or what?”