I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Upon seeing this, the king stood up suddenly with his eyes wide open, pointing at him with trembling hands.

"He...he...what is this?"

Mingchuan was disdainful, "Just teach him a lesson."

The moment he finished speaking, Pang Weiran's body suddenly began to tremble violently.

The violent shaking scared the king standing beside him.

After a short while, Pang Weiran was bleeding from all seven orifices, his eyes were stained red with blood, his body was twitching violently, and it felt like countless insects were crawling and drilling holes under his skin.

It makes one's scalp tingle and gives goose bumps!

The king quickly took two steps back, putting some distance between the two of them, fearing that he would be infected by this monster.

He twisted more and more severely, his whole body tumbling and rolling on the ground, veins bulging, but he was unable to escape from the pain.

The more he struggled, the more he felt as if his skin and flesh were being forcibly torn apart by an invisible hand.

The pain made Pang Weiran, who was originally arrogant, unable to bear it and roared.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

His roar immediately spread throughout the entire palace!

Those who were originally whispering about them in the mourning hall heard it all.

Someone couldn't help but look in this direction.

But when Mingchuan raised his head suddenly, the dangerous aura immediately forced everyone to fall back.

Only Pang Weiran continues to endure this pain.

Countless bloodstains also began to appear on the surface of the skin...

It was like being burned by flames, or like a volcano cracking and magma flowing out...

Even the king couldn't bear it and took two steps back to block his view.

The pain in my heart is indescribable.

Pang Weiran's pain lasted for almost half an hour before the screams in the Lord's Mansion gradually subsided.

Mingchuan looked at him lying on the ground dying with satisfaction and called the guards outside.

"Carry him down, find a place to lock him up, keep him under strict surveillance, and don't let him out."

"No matter how miserable he screams, we will keep a close eye on him and not allow him to do anything that could lead to suicide."

"Yes!" The guard agreed, his scalp numbing with fear, and quickly dragged Pang Weiran away.

At this moment, everyone was in awe of Mingchuan. Pang Weiran's subordinates no longer dared to delay Mingchuan for even a moment.

Only after the man was completely dragged out did the king breathe a sigh of relief and turned to look at Mingchuan.

"Xiaochuan, he...how long will this condition last?"

Mingchuan thought for a moment and said, "Soon, probably about a week. What's wrong?"

"Then...will his symptoms be the same as those of the previous Jingji Imperial Envoy?"

Mingchuan nodded: "Yes."

The king's heart trembled slightly. After a long silence, he shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Hey, tell me, what on earth was this guy trying to achieve? Is he happy with what he's ended up like this?"

"Pang Weiran, ah Pang Weiran, how come you've become so confused even when you're old?"

Seeing the king's distressed look, Mingchuan hesitated and said, "King, I know you are in a bad mood right now, but I still want to tell you something."

"This guy was so frank just now, it shouldn't just be because we have a complete grasp of his evil deeds."

"It's also possible that he hid other things and sent them abroad."

"We must take emergency measures afterwards and cannot delay!"

The king took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"I understand. I'll arrange for someone to do it now."

After the king finished speaking, he immediately turned around and left.

Just as he was about to take a step forward, he turned back and looked at Mingchuan.

"You've been very busy these past few days. Just take a good rest tonight. Just sleep here with me. You don't have to go out."

"I can do the rest myself."

The king would never say such words to anyone else.

Mingchuan nodded.

"Okay, you go ahead."

As Mingchuan finished speaking, the king left quickly.

After a while, it disappeared.

Mingchuan sat back in his original position, with a cool breeze blowing past his ears.

Looking up at the white cloth fluttering around him, Mingchuan felt sad for Situ Xuan.

After a long while, he uttered lightly.

"You can go now without any worries. We have done what we should do."

Everything is animistic.

As Mingchuan finished speaking, a piece of white paper scraps suddenly fell from the white sail above his head and landed on Mingchuan's shoulder.

It seemed like something was saying thank you to Mingchuan.

After a while, the paper scraps naturally slid down from his shoulders...

Mingchuan stared at the sky outside the window for a long time.

Feeling that everyone around him was still in grief, he felt uncomfortable. He stood up, gave an order to the guard at the door, and turned to leave.

And when he left, the king just came back.

"Hey, why did this kid leave?"

The guard quickly bowed and repeated what Mingchuan had just said.

"General Ming said he couldn't breathe here and wanted to go back and rest, so he asked me to tell you."

The king was stunned for a moment, then nodded after a while.

"Okay, in that case, let him go if he wants to."

"Ah, this kid is really something. Seeing Pang Weiran's expression just now, he didn't even show some curiosity and ask me why I became the king in the first place, which made Pang Weiran so resentful and did so many wrong things."

When the guard heard this, his eyes widened and he quickly bowed his head even lower.

"King...King...General Ming is a subordinate after all. He wouldn't dare to ask about your past..."

The king smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"Yeah yeah……"

What Mingchuan didn't ask...

In fact, it was because the king wanted to talk about his troubles from many years ago and vent his grievances.

Who knew this guy would be so stubborn?

The king shook his head helplessly.

He walked quickly to his room and went to rest.

As for those who came to pay their respects.

He had them all driven out.

Mingchuan drove back to the courtyard in the dark.

I was feeling quite down at first, and when I entered the house, I wasn't in a very good mood.

But unexpectedly, there was a warm light on in the house.

When I opened the door, Liu Yanyan was sitting in the yard playing with her cell phone.

Mingchuan was stunned.

"Sister, why are you here?"

Liu Yanyan turned around and looked at Mingchuan, "Hey, you're back, busy man?"

Mingchuan was helpless, "You know I'm busy, but you're still here guarding me."

"Hahaha, I just thought that since you finally came back, I couldn't let you go hungry."

As Liu Yanyan spoke, she stood up and headed towards the kitchen.

Mingchuan followed her and said, "Even if you're waiting for me, you should go home. It's cold outside, and you might catch a cold."