Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 247

Chapter 247

“…”

Beili’s expression grew a little awkward. Before she could decide what to say, Lance had already lifted a hand to cover his mouth, his black eyes faintly bright as he asked in a whisper, “What time are you leaving tomorrow?”

“Luoluo, why don’t I go back, pack up, and leave with you? It’s so dangerous for you to travel alone with your mother…”

Behind the girl, the almost constant coughing suddenly went quiet.

A cold gaze, like an icicle steeped in venom, fell sharply on him.

Lance’s shoulders paused. His instinct for danger told him that he should turn his head right then and look toward the direction that gaze had come from.

But the girl standing below the carriage shook her head first, so hard she looked like a rattle drum.

“No.”

She refused him with a serious, solemn expression.

Lance had no time at all to check on that gaze wrapped in killing intent. He immediately grabbed the carriage window with both hands.

His delicate, fair face wrinkled slightly as he rested it pitifully on the backs of his hands.

“Why not?”

“Luoluo-”

There was a hint of wheedling in his voice as he questioned her in a pleading tone. “Why not? Do you think I’d hold you back?”

“My magic may not be as good as yours, but I did make it into the top ten of the Holy Island Competition. I’m not bad in any respect. Besides, wouldn’t it be better to have one more person to help take care of your mother?”

“Luoluo-”

Beili sighed inwardly. Just as she was about to say something else, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.

A forceful strength tugged at her, pulling her away.

It led her around the carriage and straight toward the Inn.

Beili cried out softly in surprise. When she raised her red eyes, she discovered that the one dragging her along was Madam Constance.

Only then did Beili realize-she had chatted with Lance for too long just now and had left the still-dizzy Madam Constance standing behind her.

She swallowed, guilt rising across her face. She could only let herself be pulled along, stumbling slightly as she followed Madam Constance up the stairs and back to the room.

“Mother…”

After they returned to the room, Beili did not even dare breathe too loudly. She could only call out in a small voice.

At some point, she had begun to feel a trace of cautiousness toward Madam Constance.

This cautiousness was not because Madam Constance was strict or harsh.

It was because her temperament was becoming harder and harder to read, and because of the occasional unfamiliarity she revealed.

Whenever Beili faced her, a trace of tension and unease would always rise in her heart against her will.

Once they entered the room, the woman flung her hand away. Beneath her heavy makeup, her face was frighteningly gloomy.

“Do you still have me… do you still have your mother in your eyes?”

Madam Constance snapped, her sharp voice filling the entire room.

“Mother…”

This was the first time Beili had seen Madam Constance this furious.

It was not that Madam Constance had never been angry before, but she had always been angry at the Duke.

When she was angry, she would only raise her voice, and there would even be a bit of grievance in her tone. She would not give off such a terrifying aura like she did now.

In short, right now, she seemed like a completely different person.

Beili did not dare offer a single word of rebuttal. She lowered her head first and admitted her mistake in a quiet voice. “Mother, I was wrong. I only…”

“Only what?”

The woman cut her off. “You only like him?”

Beili: …?

Beili was a little stunned. She did not know why Madam Constance would angrily ask such a question.

“No…”

Her red eyes widened slightly. With no time to think, she shook her head and denied it first. “Lance and I are just friends.”

She had originally thought the reason Madam Constance was angry was that her head was still spinning, yet Beili had kept talking to Lance nonstop.

“I was wrong, Mother. It won’t happen again.”

Beili apologized at lightning speed, promising her seriously.

However, after hearing her words, the latter’s emotions did not ease.

Her chest rose and fell violently as she paced back and forth through the room in a restless, agitated state, looking as if she were struggling to suppress her anger.
“…”

What were you supposed to do when a parent got angry?

Beili had never dealt with anything like this before. At a loss, she could only twist her fingers together and watch Mrs. Constance pace back and forth across the room.

Before this, she had thought Mrs. Constance would never get angry with her.

After all, when she had sent the Morpho Butterflies to injure the Bird Family Sisters’ faces, Mrs. Constance hadn’t said a single harsh word to her.

And yet now, she had gotten angry twice in a row.

Both times, it had something to do with Lance.

Oh… or perhaps it had something to do with this long journey.

Doctor Cassius had hinted to her before that Mrs. Constance had once suffered from a serious mental illness.

…

After pacing several rounds, Mrs. Constance finally stopped and glanced back at her.

When she saw the young girl standing there, uneasy and watching her helplessly, the woman’s brows and eyes stilled slightly, as if a trace of realization had passed through them. At last, her expression softened a little.

“Darling…”

There was still a hint of lingering anger in her voice. The woman raised a finger to her temple and said softly, “Mommy’s head hurts so much.”

Seeing the olive branch the other party had offered, Beili immediately walked over, helped the woman to the bedside, removed her outerwear, and got her settled.

Mrs. Constance refused to go to a clinic, and she also refused to let a physician come examine her.

Even when Beili wanted to go out and buy her a cooling drink to help with the heat, she would not agree.

Beili could only call an Inn attendant to the door, place a note listing the symptoms in the attendant’s hand, and ask them to take it to the best clinic in the Imperial City for a consultation.

Mrs. Constance did not want her to leave this room.

If she so much as asked to step out and come right back, the woman would cry her pillow wet.

Oh… it was the first time Beili had ever seen Mrs. Constance cry.

…

Around evening, the attendant brought roasted squab, mallow soup, and some flatbread for dinner, along with the physician’s response.

“The physician said that, based on the symptoms described in the note, there are two possibilities. The first is that after experiencing a shock…”

Standing in the doorway, Beili listened as the attendant relayed the message clearly.

The first possibility was more in line with Mrs. Constance’s current state-

When separated from someone close to her, she would show abnormal resistance, worry, and unease. It was similar to separation anxiety in Beili’s own world.

As for the second possibility…

After taking out a calming potion, the attendant mysteriously pulled out another object and placed it in her hand.

Beili looked at the ceramic pendant in her palm, decorated with an eye pattern, and asked in confusion,

“This is…”

As if afraid the person inside the room might hear, the attendant raised a finger to their lips and shushed her, then took out a slip of paper.

She lowered her eyes and saw what was written on it:

The physician said it is also possible that she has been possessed by an evil spirit. This Scarab Amulet can drive away evil spirits. Please keep it on you.

Beili: …

Taking both the calming potion and the evil-warding ceramic pendant, Beili closed the door.

On the bed inside the room, the woman had her eyes lightly shut.

Beili did not know whether she had fallen asleep, but in any case, she had quieted down.

Following the instructions, Beili gently applied the calming potion to the woman’s temples and behind her ears, then returned to the table to eat dinner.

There were quite a few things going on. As she ate in silence, she sorted through them one by one.

First was tomorrow’s plan.

After waking up tomorrow, leaving Tilisha Imperial City was certain.

As for Lance, she would not agree to let him follow her.

Lance was a Prince of Tilisha, as well as the heir to the Tilisha Kingdom.

Compared to drifting around with her, Lance had responsibilities that belonged to him as a Prince.

Moreover, from another perspective, with Lance around, her movements would become far too conspicuous.

As for Mrs. Constance’s Communication Orb, Beili could release the Morpho Butterflies and destroy it directly. But with Lance’s, she had neither a reason nor an angle from which to destroy it as well.

Then there were the memories of the disaster.