The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Chapter 326 Qian Peicheng, come in

The atmosphere in the hall was stagnant, and everyone's eyes were all on Ming Ming.

Before Wei Lin finished speaking, Ming Ming knelt down eagerly. This reaction was too intense. Even the emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at him meaningfully.

Ming Ming quickly realized his own gaffe, and quickly adjusted his mood and softened his tone.

"His Majesty……"

The cold sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks.

"The people... the people are the foundation of the country..."

"You can't sacrifice easily!"

Wei Lin looked at Ming Ming meaningfully, with a smile on his face.

The emperor frowned, then suddenly laughed, his voice containing a hint of chill.

"I don't understand, Abbot, what you said is different from what you said to me a few days ago..."

"There's a big discrepancy!"

Ming Ming's whole body stiffened slightly, "Your Majesty! I have no other intentions, but..."

"Your Majesty, please think twice—"

"enough."

The Emperor leaned forward slightly: "There is nothing to think twice about."

"Whether it's the common people or the palace maids, I can sacrifice anyone."

"As long as Tianyan can continue to prosper."

Unknown breathing suddenly stopped.

The emperor's eyes fell on Eunuch Qian who had just returned from delivering the imperial edict.

"Go, order someone to arrest the mistress of the fifth household in Yangliu Lane and put her in the Sky Prison."

Eunuch Qian immediately bowed and accepted the order: "I obey your order!"

An almost insane smile appeared on the emperor's face, and then he murmured softly.

"Everyone, I will sacrifice all of you to the heavens. I don't believe that I can't suppress this evil..."

Wei Lin bowed his hands with a pious look.

"Your Majesty is wise."

The emperor's eyes turned and stared at Wei Lin, then he suddenly laughed out loud towards the sky. His laughter echoed in the hall with a heart-pounding madness.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Unknown was kneeling on the ground, his chest heaving violently.

He raised his head and looked towards the emperor, his face still with that submissive look on its face.

Then, he slowly shifted his gaze and stared at Wei Lin.

He wished he could tear this hypocritical Taoist to pieces on the spot.

The fifth house in Yangliu Lane...that's his home!

And the hostess of that household was his wife!

Where did this Wei Lin come from? Why could he control everything so accurately?

Mingming clenched his fists, his nails piercing deeply into his palms, leaving blood marks.

It is not clear that he has never been the abbot of Mingjue Temple!

He was just a subordinate of Sun Ye, the chief of Dali Temple, and this time he was ordered to disguise himself as the abbot and sneak into the palace.

But now, all plans have gone wrong.

His family was being targeted!

After thinking it over, Ming Ming suppressed the anger surging in his chest and bowed his head.

"Your Majesty, this poor monk..."

The emperor glanced at him with interest.

"What's the matter?"

Ming Ming said respectfully as usual: "There is a secret talisman in Mingjue Temple, which was left by a great monk in the past. It is used to suppress evil spirits and exorcise evil spirits."

"This talisman is extremely precious. If we can obtain it to assist Your Majesty, it may help suppress the strange phenomena in the palace."

The emperor's deep gaze slowly swept over Ming Ming's body.

Ming Ming lowered his head, and a thin layer of cold sweat had already seeped out of his forehead.

He knew that the emperor was suspicious.

"Secret talisman?"

The emperor's voice was extremely drawn out.

"Left by a high monk?"

Ming Ming calmly replied, "That's right."

The emperor snorted and slowly leaned back on the dragon throne.

"Since I ascended the throne, I have seen many sorcerers and masters from the outside world, but I have never heard of such a thing."

"Is there really such a magical thing?"

His heartbeat slowed down, but he remained calm.

"I just discovered this by chance when I was sorting out ancient books recently. I didn't think much about it at the time—"

Before he could finish, Wei Lin spoke with a faint smile.

"No need to trouble the abbot to make a trip."

Wei Lin chuckled and walked forward.

"Before the ceremony of offering sacrifice to the heaven, I will deal with the evil spirits in the palace."

Ming Ming suddenly looked up and their eyes met.

"you--"

Ming Ming was about to speak when he was coldly interrupted by the emperor.

"All right."

The emperor waved his sleeves lightly.

"Since Taoist Master Wei can handle it, there is no need for the abbot to run around."

The emperor...won't let him leave the palace!

"His Majesty--"

He was unwilling to give in and was about to speak again, but the emperor looked at him with a smile and changed the subject.

"The abbot looks unhappy. I think he has been overworked because of the many things going on in the palace recently."

"In that case, go down and rest."

"His Majesty!"

Ming Ming kowtowed again, his tone urgent.

"I still have something to do——"

"Go and have a rest!"

The emperor's voice suddenly turned cold, and he raised his hand slightly with unquestionable pressure.

The unknown sound was suddenly cut off.

The palace servants around immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Abbot, please."

The unknown figure froze, and eventually could only slowly stand up and bow.

"……Yes."

He took a few steps back, turned around and walked out of the palace.

And just as the palace door slowly closed, he heard Wei Lin chuckle.

"Abbot, rest in peace and don't think too much."

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the scent of sandalwood curled up, and the smoke diffused under the shadow of the glass lamps, like an invisible net, covering the silent hall.

The emperor tapped the armrest of the dragon throne with his fingers, his eyes fixed on the unknown disappearing direction, and after a long while, he finally turned his gaze back.

"Master Wei, tell me, what do you think about the evil spirits in the palace?"

Wei Lin smiled slightly, as if he had already made up his mind.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid the problem lies with the people closest to you."

The emperor's eyes darkened.

"what for?"

Wei Lin did not answer directly, but walked slowly into the hall.

"Your Majesty, why don't you think back to when the evil spirit attacked your dragon body, who was always by your side?"

The emperor frowned slightly and raised his hand to rub his forehead.

Letters from Los Angeles...

That night with Chun Hong Guiren...

Ruifu Palace...

……

The fragments in his mind surged like waves, gradually connecting into a line, and a face suddenly emerged.

The emperor's eyes suddenly opened wide and his breathing stopped.

Wei Lin looked at the emperor's changing expression, slowly raised a finger, lightly tapped it in the air, and made a "empty" gesture.

"Your Majesty, it is just as you thought."

There was dead silence in the hall.

After a long while, the emperor smiled coldly, with an indescribable meaning in his laughter.

"It's interesting."

"Master Wei, what evidence do you have?"

Wei Lin sniffed the air in the hall and then smiled softly.

"Your Majesty, have you ever smelled that in addition to sandalwood, there are other... strange fragrances mixed in this hall?"

The emperor paused for a moment, but said nothing.

Wei Lin spoke again.

"If your majesty doesn't believe it, you can open the sachet and you will know the answer."

The emperor's gaze slowly turned to the palace door.

After a moment, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Qian Peicheng, come in."