Chapter 12: The Poisonous Beauty

"Qinghan, do you know how to cultivate Profound Energy?" Feng Moxi asked, looking at Qinghan.

"I do. Anyone capable of cultivating Profound Energy will have a ring of Profound Energy ripples surrounding them. Those without talent naturally don't have them." Qinghan replied.

"I wouldn't happen to be one of those people without talent, would I?" Feng Moxi’s mouth twitched; she hoped that wasn't the case.

Seeing her young mistress's dejected little face, Qinghan’s nose soured and tears threatened to fall again. "Miss is not! When Miss was three years old, the crystal lattice test showed that Miss’s talent was a rare cultivation genius in the entire Zixiao Empire! A dual cultivator of Profound and Spirit, shocking the entire Zixiao! It was all because of the fruit the Second Aunt gave Miss that things turned out this way!"

She had grown up with her mistress since childhood, and the secret that the Second Aunt thought no one knew had been accidentally witnessed by her! If it weren't for having too many reservations, those people like the Second Aunt would never have lived until now!

Feng Moxi fell silent. In wealthy families, there are endless, murky rights and wrongs. Once you enter a wealthy family, it is as deep as the sea; from then on, conscience is a stranger.

Had she not seen enough of this in the modern world?

"Where are my father and mother?" Where were her parents when their biological daughter was being bullied?

"After giving birth to Miss, the Madam’s health was never good, and she has been bedridden for years. The affairs of the manor are managed by the Second Aunt, so she never knew Miss was being bullied. As for the Master, it goes without saying. Now that the Madam’s health is deteriorating day by day, and Miss went from a genius to... bringing shame upon the Master’s face, even though he knows Miss is bullied, he turns a blind eye, ignoring Miss and letting them bully her!" Qinghan clenched her fists in anger, her bright eyes filled with dissatisfaction and disgust toward the Prime Minister's manor.

Feng Moxi shook her head with a wry smile; this little girl was truly cute. A flash of light suddenly crossed her mind. "By the way, Qinghan, you said I became like this because I ate the fruit the Second Aunt gave me?"

If that was the case, then it must have been poisoned to turn her from a genius into a waste.

"Qinghan doesn't know if it was a fruit or something else, only that it was a round, red, and very tempting-looking fruit." She was still young at the time, so she didn't remember it very clearly.

Feng Moxi pursed her lips and placed her right hand on her wrist. After a while, her face turned as black as if it had been stained with ink.

*Duyou*! It was actually *Duyou*! This was a poison specifically for beauties. Those who were poisoned would become delirious or even insane, feeling disgusted by their own beautiful appearance, desperately applying powder to their faces to cover it up, becoming foolish, stuttering, and looking utterly repulsive.

The person who poisoned her clearly wanted to make a laughingstock of her, so the dosage wasn't large—just enough to make her foolish and ugly, with the genius meridians completely paralyzed, turning her into a waste. If the dosage had been any higher, she would have died...

How vicious must one be to have the heart to poison a three-year-old child like this?

As calm as she was, as cold-hearted as she was, her heart couldn't help but tremble. Suddenly, she felt that the original Feng Moxi was very pitiful. Clearly possessing the best of everything, clearly still a genius, yet she ended up in this state...

Since she had replaced her, she was now Feng Moxi, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's manor. She... for the sake of letting that poor soul rest in peace, she would definitely take revenge for her!

A tremor passed through her soul. Feng Moxi knew that it was a remnant of the original owner's soul, and she, too, had forgotten the words she said at the beginning about not taking revenge for her.

Feng Moxi, the real Feng Moxi.

Also, these purple eyes of hers...

"Qinghan, were my mother's eyes also purple?" It must be hereditary, otherwise, how could anyone have purple eyes?

Qinghan looked at her in confusion. "The Madam has black eyes."

Feng Moxi was startled. Was it her father in name, then? "What about my father?"

"The Master also has black eyes," Qinghan answered obediently.

"Look at my eyes, what color are they?" Feng Moxi pointed to her own eyes, feeling slightly nervous.

Qinghan was even more confused, but she looked into her eyes and said, "Black, they're very beautiful." She hadn't been able to tell at all before.

*Heh*, it seems there are quite a few mysteries surrounding this body. Feng Moxi’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. They were clearly purple before, but now...

She sighed slightly. "Don't spread the news of my return to the manor yet. I'm going out tomorrow."

"Qinghan wants to follow Miss!" If anything else happened to Miss, she would follow her!