Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1685 Bait

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Lucy hurriedly apologized, “Prince Kurt, please don't be angry. He was the one pestering me and wanted me to

help. Since he's the bodyguard of the princess of the Jadesons, I couldn't refuse.”

Fortunately, Kurt only snorted coldly and didn't leave any remarks.

Seeing that, Lucy breathed a sigh of relief and happily handed over the desserts.

Meanwhile, Xayden found Vivian sitting on the steps paved with golden amber. She was fiddling with a silver jewelry

sample when he went over and pulled her up.

“Xayden, what are you doing?”

“The ground is cold. You might get sick. So sit over here instead.”

He then moved a stool over for Vivian to sit.

Vivian happily sat down and continued to work on her jewelry.

Without her noticing, Xayden stepped in front of the golden amber. After glancing around and making sure there

was no one nearby, he pulled out a piece of blue, hair-like thread.

“Xayden, what are you doing?”

“I'm just trying to measure how thick the amber is.”

He then placed the string on the amber wall. The next moment, a glint of light flashed in his eyes when he saw the

blue thread merged silently into the amber.

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It was an incredible sight to behold.

Half an hour later, Vivian was finally done inspecting the jewelry samples.

“Let's go, Xayden.”

“Okay.”

Xayden had also completed his task. Feeling satisfied, he left the place with Vivian.

That night, the people in the palace suddenly suffered a severe case of diarrhea and vomiting. Even the king had a

fever in the middle of the night, and the witch doctor couldn't bring his temperature down even after a long time.

“How did so many people get sick all of a sudden? Did something happen?”

Lucy never stayed in the palace at night. After hearing the news, she got up from her bed in the middle of the night

and asked her uncle.

“I have no idea. It could be another evil spirit.”

Her uncle wasn't quite sure of the cause. He took out some red cinnabar and a bunch of straw from home and

prepared to ward off the evil spirit, which was the most common solution in the tribe.

With the items in hand, he went to work.

Evil spirit?

When Lucy heard that, her face became even more grim and gloomy.

We're living in the modern era now, how could there be an evil spirit? These people are so ignorant.

She immediately got dressed and rushed to the palace.

When she arrived at the palace, everyone she saw was wailing in pain. At that moment, she felt like the place which

housed people of the highest authority of the tribe had turned into hell on earth.

There were people lying on the ground everywhere as endless moans of pain and agony resounded throughout the

place.

“What's going on? When did this happen?”

Lucy's expression turned even more troubled. She immediately squatted down in front of the person closest to her

and put her hand on his vitals to diagnose his pulse.

“What a weak pulse...”

She stared at the person.

“What have you eaten?”

“Nothing. We didn't eat anything.” The man with a pale face struggled to shake his head.

Lucy's expression turned grim.

A weak pulse was often caused by a cold. However, when she pressed deeper into his vitals earlier, his pulse was

still distinct. She reckoned that it could only mean that these people were infected in the stomach.

An infection?

She narrowed her eyes. For a second there, her eyes resembled that of a venomous snake hiding in the dark, ready

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to strike at any moment.

“Ms. Lucy, where are you going?”

Lucy ignored the man. She immediately stood up and walked in with a cold expression.

A few minutes later, in a secluded corner of the palace, Lucy squatted down, took out a silver dagger, and slit her

wrist with it.

Hiss...

An eerie noise sounded.

It was like the sound of a living creature being summoned all of a sudden. When the bright red blood flowed down

her arm, the bushes nearby began to rustle.

Then, those in the palace suffering let out shrieks of pain and rolled on the floor even more vigorously.

What's going on?

Is it still here?

She opened her eyes again.

Just then, a voice called out to her from a distance, “Ms. Lucy, where are you? Please go to Agarwood Pavilion

immediately! Prince Kurt's condition has suddenly become worse!”

Prince Kurt?

Lucy's expression fell. She quickly bandaged the wound on her wrist and got up.

After the metallic scent of blood dissipated, the rustling stopped, and the people stopped groaning.

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