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The women who were watching the show were wondering why Yi Qianhuan carried those things with him, when they heard Lin Wanyue's faint voice again.

"Yi Qianhuan, you are not a mystic, don't mess around."

In order to prevent Yi Qianhuan from thinking she was noisy, she deliberately lowered her voice.

Who made her a concubine now? Before she becomes the main wife, she will be bound by this identity.

Yi Qianhuan simply ignored Lin Wanyue. She first dipped the brush in cinnabar, then held her breath and concentrated, writing the soul-summoning spell smoothly on the talisman paper.

Seeing Yi Qianhuan writing with ease, Liuli was full of admiration.

When a mystic draws a talisman, the easier it is for him to write, the stronger his ability is.

On the contrary, if one’s skills are not good enough, it will be very difficult to draw, or even impossible to draw a complete talisman.

There are only three people in Yun Zhao who can draw the soul-summoning spell so fluently, including her young lady.

*** looked at Yi Qianhuan.

At this moment, Yi Qianhuan's relaxed and confident demeanor completely merged with the Master Qian in her memory.

As soon as Yi Qianhuan finished drawing the talisman paper, *** immediately bit his fingertip and dripped blood onto the talisman paper.

Seeing that *** still remembered the process three years ago, Yi Qianhuan curled his lips and smiled, picked up the talisman paper with two fingers of his right hand, and shook it gently.

The talisman paper began to burn by itself.

Yi Qianhuan held the burning talisman paper and seemed to feel no pain, and did not move his fingers.

*** had picked up a teacup and placed it under Yi Qianhuan's right hand, letting the ashes fall into the teacup.

A cool breeze blew from not far away. *** lowered his eyes and looked at the teacup, his eyes red.

She could feel him coming.

They could finally see each other again.

Seeing the talisman paper completely turned into ashes in Yi Qianhuan's hands, everyone present was completely shocked.

Including Lin Wanyue.

She had heard that a mystic could make talisman paper spontaneously combust, but she had never seen it with her own eyes.

Yi Qianhuan couldn't be a master of mysticism, she must have done something else!

Thinking so in her heart, Lin Wanyue tried her best to ignore the uneasiness that emerged in her heart. Seeing that *** was holding up the cup of tea mixed with talisman paper ashes to drink, she rushed over.

"***, don't drink!"

Lin Wanyue knocked the teacup from the man's hand to the ground.

*** was stunned.

Yi Qianhuan was also slightly stunned, and then looked at Lin Wanyue with a smile.

The breeze that had just blown around suddenly disappeared.

Also gone was the familiar feeling that *** had felt.

Three years ago, when her blood dripped onto the summoning spell, she felt a connection between her and her husband, and could feel that she would see him soon.

Even though such a long time has passed, she still remembers that magical feeling clearly.

Lin Wanyue hadn't noticed that the aura around *** was getting colder by the second. She looked at Yi Qianhuan with anger on her face: "Yi Qianhuan, you actually let *** drink the magic water! *** is worth a lot of money. If anything goes wrong, you will be blamed even if you die a thousand times!"

Hearing Lin Wanyue starting to make noise again, Liuli wanted to go up and teach her a lesson, but was stopped by Yi Qianhuan.

"What a pity. You are almost there, and you will be able to see the ghost of your husband." Yi Qianhuan sighed with regret and looked at you, "You, three years ago I told you what the consequences would be if the necromancy was interrupted, right?"

***'s body trembled, and he moved his dry lips. "If the summoning technique is interrupted, then the summoned soul will never be able to respond to the summoning again."

Since it is something that goes against the will of heaven, it naturally has many rules.

"Xiao, do you really believe that Yi Qianhuan can summon spirits?" Lin Wanyue looked at Xiao in disbelief. "Even if she knows some unconventional techniques now, even the Grand Master of the Imperial Academy doesn't know how to summon spirits. How could she possibly understand such a profound technique?"

She would rather believe that a sow can climb a tree than believe that Yi Qianhuan can perform necromancy!

"Kneel down!" ***'s tone suddenly sank.

Lin Wanyue looked at Yi Qianhuan: "Did you hear that? I told you to kneel down!"

"Lin Wanyue! I told you to kneel down!" *** suddenly raised her voice, completely releasing her anger.

Lin Wanyue knelt on the ground at once. Only then did she realize that ***'s eyes were full of murderous intent when he looked at her.

"Yi Qianhuan is Master Qian. Three years ago, with her help, I successfully saw the soul of my husband's deceased husband!" The voice of the master spread clearly throughout the Hundred Flowers Garden, allowing everyone present to hear it clearly. "Originally, I thought it would be impossible for me to see my husband's deceased husband again! Because Master Qian said last time that he would not easily help me perform the necromancy again!"

"Just now, I finally got to see my husband again, and it was all because of you! You interrupted the necromancy! How dare you!"

In a rage, *** slapped Lin Wanyue hard in the face.

The golden armor left a clear blood mark on Lin Wanyue's face. She fell to the ground in dismay, covering her face with her hands and looking at the furious *** in disbelief, "***, you have been deceived by Yi Qianhuan, how could she be able to summon spirits..."

"How do you know she can't do it?" *** asked coldly, "Do you have any evidence to prove she can't do it? Show it to me!"

Lin Wanyue was stunned for a moment, stammering and unable to speak.

Many women present finally felt something was wrong at this moment.

Lin Wanyue really has no evidence.

By doing this, isn't she deliberately targeting Yi Qianhuan?

"Damn it, I want to enjoy the treasures quietly." Yi Qianhuan said in a faint voice, "Let's not let some random people delay the treasure viewing."

Lin Wanyue was so angry that she felt like a Buddha had been born and two Buddhas had ascended to heaven, and her face turned the color of liver.

*** waved her hand directly: "Come here, throw Lin Wanyue out of the princess's mansion. From now on, she will not be allowed to set foot in my mansion!"

Upon hearing this, all the color drained from Lin Wanyue’s face!

In order to truly integrate into the aristocratic circle of the capital, she tried her best to please the emperor, but the goodwill she had won with great difficulty was now gone!

I'm afraid that *** still hates her now!

The strong guard stepped forward, lifted Lin Wanyue up from the ground, and took her away regardless of her pleas.

"Master Qian, I didn't mean to doubt you just now." *** looked at Yi Qianhuan apologetically and said.

Yi Qianhuan smiled softly: "You can fool others, but you can't fool me. You don't doubt me, you just want to take this opportunity to let me help you perform the necromancy again."

Unexpectedly, her little plan was exposed by Yi Qianhuan. She raised the corner of her lips bitterly, "It's a pity that I will never see my husband again..."

"When we are alive, we should look forward." Yi Qianhuan said lightly.

The prince consort also said this last time.

*** raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, and the bitter smile was somewhat relieved, "Master Qian is right, I should move on."

Looking forward is not to forget the old.

But it is to live a better life together with the expectations of the old people.

Here, the treasure appraisal banquet continues.

Over there, Lin Wanyue was thrown out of the princess's mansion by the guards.

It was a real throw. Her body drew an arc in the air before falling heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Yue'er also hurriedly ran out of the princess's mansion.

Going forward to help the disheveled Lin Wanyue up from the ground, Yue'er said: "County Lady, are you okay?"

"Yi Qianhuan must have been possessed by a demon..." Lin Wanyue murmured, grabbing Yue'er's arm fiercely, "Go back and invite the prince, and tell him that I'm waiting for him at the Imperial Master's Mansion!"

She will soon make Yi Qianhuan repay double for the humiliation she just suffered!