Chapter 844: Chapter 658: Strange Changes (Part 3) This content belongs to n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net The entire Royal Palace was shrouded in a sinister and decaying atmosphere. Baili An sighed, thinking that the treacherous affairs of the Demon World were endless, truly making it inadvisable to stay any longer. Upon pushing open the palace doors, Su Jing and Yin Baishuang were nowhere in sight, their whereabouts unknown. Instead, he saw Ning Feiyan, who had changed into new attire, tidying up the Qiankun Bag on the couch, seemingly packing spare clothes and healing Spiritual Medicine inside. Baili An froze for a moment and quickly walked over: “Are you planning to leave here with me?” His eyebrows lifted with joy, genuinely surprised. He had guessed that Ning Feiyan, with her restless and ambitious nature, would find it extremely difficult to give up her position at Mohe and the authority and status she now possessed, and to leave with him. Seeing her actively packing her belongings, how could he not be pleased? Ning Feiyan raised an eyebrow and smiled at Baili An, saying, “The Demon Lord is determined to appoint you as the Phoenix Lord. Now everyone in the Demon World knows you’re the unique future Phoenix Lord. With me daring to repeatedly enjoy the Emperor’s man, she already harbors the intent to kill me. Now, she can’t tolerate me any longer. Upon careful thought, sacrificing a pawn to save the king and avoiding sharp conflicts is the only option.” Seeing the gentle smile on her face, Baili An’s heart felt as though a cold bucket of water had been poured over it, gradually cooling. That drug bath back then was forced by the Demon Lord, and Ning Feiyan’s subsequent reckless behavior was nothing short of provoking the Reverse Scale. However, Baili An knew she never acted without assurance. Having made a move against him back then indicated she had the conditions and trump card to contend with the Demon Lord. She is not someone who, having a trump card, would choose to temporarily avoid the sharp confrontation. Baili An’s steps slowly came to a halt, his gaze gradually falling upon Ning Feiyan’s yet to bulge abdomen. Noticing his gaze, Ning Feiyan laughed lightly: “I won’t restrain my actions for a little one. My reluctance to confront the Emperor head-on at this time doesn’t have much to do with the little one. Naturally rebellious, I detest constraints. If this little one truly hinders my plans, it’s merely a matter of a bowl of miscarriage medicine.” Baili An lowered his eyes and said, “You intend to leave alone.” After neatly packing her belongings into the Qiankun Bag, Ning Feiyan went to fetch tea, smiling: “Indeed, leaving alone is not a difficult task. The Female Demon Lord is currently unwilling to fall out with you, and for a time, won’t make a move on me. I simply exhaust the insecurity of having my life manipulated by others. I have to think of ensuring stability during this brief respite.” She brought two teacups, one with tea and the other with blood. She handed the cup filled with fresh blood to Baili An, but he didn’t take it, opting instead to look firmly at Ning Feiyan. Ning Feiyan felt a bit uneasy under his gaze, wanting to set the teacup down, but Baili An leaned forward slightly, wrapping his arms around her shoulders, pulling her into an embrace. “What are you doing?” Ning Feiyan’s eyes widened slightly, her hands hovering in mid-air. Even though they’d been together intimately for four days and tried every thrilling game in the water, she was unaccustomed to such natural embraces and affection. A slight touch bristled every thorn on her body. Baili An spoke in a deep voice: “Are you here to say goodbye to me specifically?” The strands of hair moved by his cool breath tickled her ear, slightly itchy. Ning Feiyan struggled in his embrace but couldn’t break free, so she gave up, burying her nose into the soft fabric of his clothes, inhaling that clean and refreshing scent. Her voice was light and distant as snow: “Not really, I intended to pack and then leave, just didn’t anticipate you’d return so quickly.” Baili An remained silent for a moment, then said: “With your cunning nature, the Qiankun Bag has everything. If you intended to leave, you could have come to the palace, fetched the Qiankun Bag, and left directly. Why wait till now?” Being unceremoniously exposed, indeed Ning Feiyan’s concealed thoughts had no hiding place in front of Baili An. Ning Feiyan was both angry and annoyed, wanting to vent her frustration but found she really didn’t have a reason to, so she quietly let him hold her. Baili An held her for a moment before releasing her, accepting the cup of fresh blood she offered and downing it cleanly. “Though you leave the Mo City Royal Palace, I reckon the Demon Lord’s secret pursuit won’t spare you. You… be careful.”