Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 1222: The Price of Defying Fate

What... what on earth is going on?Su Li felt all the hairs on her body stand on end involuntarily, her skin crawling with goosebumps.

"Am I not fully awake yet?" Su Li mumbled to herself.

If it weren’t for this incident and another person, she would firmly believe she wasn’t fully awake yet or had encountered a ghost.

Su Li gently rubbed her eyes and looked again, her vision indeed restored to normal.

Possessed.

Su Li curled up her legs, hugging them with both hands, her beautifully curved chin resting on her knees.

What... on earth is going on?

Previously, she always felt her eyes were occasionally sore and uncomfortable, attributing it to fatigue. But now it seems... not quite so.

Su Li stared fixedly at the thin quilt on the bed, decorated with delicate pink flowers, which she had chosen herself and was once criticized by Feng Huaijin for being too delicate.

When did she start having that feeling of eye strain?

Su Li carefully recalled, and some images flashed through her mind, her face turning pale.

If she was not mistaken, her eyes started to feel sore and uncomfortable since... since she began using that secret technique from the Xuan Sect.

As this thought popped into her head, Su Li broke out in a cold sweat, feeling entirely unwell.

Feng Huaijin also mentioned that the connection between Future’s space-time and theirs was an act against the heavens; the Xuan Sect always emphasized cause and effect, with every result having a cause.

By gaining benefits from that secret technique, naturally, she had to pay the price...

Su Li instinctively reached out to touch her eyebrows and eyes, her heart sinking to the depths.

Could this be the price she had to pay?

This speculation was too terrifying. Thinking of this, Su Li felt as if her scalp was about to explode, and she frantically grabbed her phone to call Mo Si Huang.

Perhaps the senior brother was still angry; he didn’t answer the first three calls. Finally, with Su Li’s persistence, the call was connected.

As soon as the call connected, Su Li couldn’t wait to press, "Senior brother, why is this happening to me? Is it because of the secret technique that Senior Brother Xuan Ting got for me from you?"

Mo Si Huang’s voice was cold, as icy as the depths of winter, without a trace of warmth: "Check that book yourself."

Su Li hurriedly threw off the quilt, jumped down from the bed barefoot, opened the door, and ran towards Feng Huaijin’s study.

The housekeeper mopping the corridor outside was startled, "Miss Su Li? Why aren’t you wearing shoes? Is there anything you need? We can get it for you."

Su Li bit her lip hard, quickly entered the password to open the study door, and rushed in, retrieving the book she had previously hidden behind a painting.

She remembered reading every word of it; there was no mention of having to pay a price.

Su Li cautiously held the book, sat at the desk where Feng Huaijin used to sit, and opened it.

The text was in traditional characters, but Su Li had no difficulty reading it.

The book was already yellowed, a traditional bound book, with the white yellowed threads slightly fraying.

Su Li flipped through the pages one by one, reading very smoothly, until half an hour later she reached the end.

The text in the book ended abruptly, as if it had suddenly stopped.

Su Li’s lips trembled slightly, barely managing to squeeze out a sentence from between her teeth, "Torn out, the last few pages?"