Cut off my tendons in my hands and feet to make me marry? Prepare to die!

Duan Qingkong stood up and looked around at everyone in the Dali Temple hall with a stern gaze.

Today, he and Xiao Ce personally investigated, but still found no trace of the demon fetus.

Since Yue Zihuan is tainted with demonic aura, the demon fetus must still be in the capital of Da Chu.

Such a thing that can ruin a family and a country must not be allowed to remain in the world.

Duan Qingkong came in front of Chu Hantian and bowed:

"Your Highness, as long as the demon fetus is not eliminated, the world will not be at peace. Recently, the Divine Master will send his disciples to stay in the capital of Da Chu until the demon fetus is found and the trouble is solved."

Chu Hantian was inspired upon hearing this, and bowed to Duan Qingkong with great gratitude:

"Thank you, Immortal! I will set up a special residence for the Immortal Master of the Divine Sect. When your disciples arrive in the capital in the future, the Director of the Imperial Observatory, Hu Bugui, will personally arrange accommodation for them. If you have any needs, as long as you ask, our Great Chu Dynasty will never hesitate!"

This is a critical moment. His father is in a coma and he is only one step away from success.

If that demon fetus suddenly showed up at this time and caused chaos in the world, his throne would certainly be unstable.

As the saying goes, when a country is about to perish, evil will appear.

No emperor wants to see a demon appear in the world during his rule.

Now that True Man Zi Yang has volunteered to send disciples from the Divine Sect to live in the capital permanently, Chu Hantian is of course more than happy to do so and is extremely pleased.

By supporting a few disciples of the Divine Lord Sect, he can maintain peace in the world, so why not do it?

Feng Xiaolou stood behind Chu Hantian, looking down with a gentle expression.

Under the flowing long sleeves, her nails had dug deeply into her palms.

Duan Qingkong nodded slightly, and before turning around and leaving, he couldn't help but look back at Yue Ran.

A tall woman with a golden hairpin and a fiery red dress stood quietly beside him and smiled at him with a curved lip.

Although Yue Ran's smile is beautiful, it always gives people a sense of provocation as if to say "what are you looking at?"

Compared with Yue Ran, Feng Xiaolou, dressed in simple and elegant men's clothing, looks as elegant as a chrysanthemum and as pure as a bay of autumn water.

Duan Qingkong shook his head secretly again, flicked his sleeves, and a long sword flew out of his hand. Then, in a flash, people's eyes blurred, and Duan Qingkong appeared in the air with his feet on the flying sword.

Xiao Ce bowed to everyone and also summoned his flying sword. In the blink of an eye, the two of them rushed straight into the clouds and floated away like flying wild geese in the sky.

Inside the lobby, Murong Hui squinted his eyes, looked up at the figure disappearing in the sky, and breathed a sigh of relief silently.

On the streets, the people of the entire capital of Da Chu looked up so many times today that they almost sprained their necks.

"There are gods in heaven! And twice!"

"Silly boy, there are no gods in the world. They are monks! It's just that they rarely interact with us ordinary people."

.........

In the lobby of the Dali Temple, Yue Ran bowed to Zhou Wenzheng:

"Mr. Zhou really lives up to his reputation. My father is unable to come here in person due to mobility problems. Yue Ran would like to thank Mr. Zhou for restoring the good name of Dingbei Palace to me!"

Zhou Wenzheng shook his hand politely:

"General Yue, you are too polite. It is the job of the Dali Temple to judge cases impartially."

Yue Ran squinted at the men in black who were surrounded by the Dali Temple officials, pursed her lips and smiled:

"The person behind the scenes has not yet revealed his true colors. Lord Zhou, please keep an eye on these people and don't let them die inexplicably."

Chu Hantian's eyelids jumped. He had planned to order people to deal with those spies while no one was paying attention. He didn't expect that Yue Ran had even walked to the gate and still remembered this!

Zhou Wenzheng stroked his beard, his brows slightly furrowed:

"General Yue, please rest assured that I will keep a close watch on Yue Zihuan and these criminals."

Especially those few crazy words Yue Zihuan just shouted, his scalp tingled when he heard them.

Princess Song died at the hands of the Crown Prince, who in turn poisoned the King of Dingbei.

If this is true, and if Yue Ran did not exist in this world, Yue Zihuan would be the only one left in Dingbei Palace.

Yue Zihuan’s identity is the lecturer of the Eastern Palace.

The source of everything seemed to point to the prince.

Zhou Wen had his eyelids drooping. Chu Hantian was right behind him. He could feel two cold gazes staring at his back.

Yue Ran looked straight at Chu Hantian, and then moved her gaze to Feng Xiaolou's face, which looked pale again.

"Since my father's name has been cleared, Yue Ran will not stay any longer."

"Your Highness, Lord Zhou, and the three other princes, Yue Ran will take his leave first!"

Yue Ran ordered his men to carry away Song's body and left the Dali Temple without looking back.

Murong Jian sighed and whispered:

"I thought I would see Yue Ran really get humiliated today, but I didn't expect her to be unscathed."

Murong Chi glanced at him and warned in a low voice:

"No matter how much you hate her, there is no need to announce it to the world. This is the capital of Great Chu."

Murong Jian rolled his eyes, but ultimately said nothing.

Murong Hui simply stepped forward and politely spoke to Chu Hantian and Zhou Wenzheng:

"It is us three brothers who have disturbed you today. It is also thanks to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that we are able to take this opportunity to see the grace of the immortal leader of the Divine Venerable Sect. So we will say goodbye now."

Chu Hantian nodded with a grim face and said nothing.

Today he specially found a hostage from Beiliang to come to the Dali Temple, indeed he wanted to embarrass Yue Ran.

Unfortunately, Yue Zihuan suddenly went mad and did not do anything to Prince Dingbei's Mansion, but almost ruined him and Xiaolou!

He was the one who was embarrassed.

Now the Beiliang protons are leaving first, which is what he wants most.

Murong Hui and others left the Dali Temple, boarded their respective carriages, and left separately.

Originally they did not live in the same place, and Emperor Shengwen made such arrangements because he was afraid that they would have too much private contact.

After the carriage had traveled for some distance, Murong Hui suddenly vomited blood in the carriage. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his eyes became frighteningly dark.

Rada, who was sitting nearby, very skillfully handed over a silk handkerchief and wiped away the blood that Murong Hui had vomited into the carriage.

His Highness must have suffered a serious injury today, but since His Highness did not speak, he would not ask any more questions.

Murong Hui closed his eyes and sat cross-legged silently. A hint of pain flashed across his handsome and sharp eyebrows.

The carriage was so quiet that it seemed as if no one was there.

Chu Hantian walked out of the Dali Temple holding Feng Xiaolou's hand. Just as they were about to get on the carriage, Feng Xiaolou suddenly tugged at his sleeve:

"Your Highness, I finally get to leave the palace. Can Xiaolou go see his mother?"

Chu Hantian was slightly stunned, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

Lu Qingrong is a greedy, vain and liar woman, but Xiaolou is very filial to her.

"Forget it. I still have official business to attend to. You take ten East Palace guards back to Lihua Lane. Remember to return to the palace before dark."

Chu Hantian tucked the hair by Feng Xiaolou's ear behind her and gave her detailed instructions.

Feng Xiaolou watched Chu Hantian leave with a smile, and then returned to Lihua Lane.

When she entered Lu Qingrong's room alone, she immediately turned around and closed the door. Then, without even having time to turn around again, she opened her mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, staining the carvings on the door red.

"Mother, save me!"