The Killer's Cleansing Manual

Qi Zhaomian turned around and saw her eyes full of "Praise me" and was speechless for a moment. She didn't understand why someone could be like this... Sometimes serious, calm and reliable, and sometimes crazy and doing whatever they want.

She didn't say anything, and swallowed the praise she was about to say. She turned it into a "normal" to Lin Shanjuan and then entered the main hall.

Lin Shanjuan was not discouraged by her cold response. She was so pleased with herself that she planned to write down this sentence and hang it on the wall, then she followed him into the main hall, muttering to herself.

Qi Zhaomian was annoyed by her endless mumbling, and gave Lin Shanjuan a sharp look, and he was suddenly stunned.

She was suspicious, and the man's expression twisted: "It's over, Lin...what moon is it?"

Qi Zhaomian: ...

Is there really someone who can forget what he just said after walking a few steps?

So has he forgotten all the words of loyalty he said to Qi Yili?

We walked so much, even painted a few pictures and rested on the roof for a long time.

Have you forgotten everything too?

She felt that she was beginning to feel tired, so she waved her hand and ordered Xiao'er: "Drive the Prince Consort out, I want to be alone."

Xiao'er looked at Lin Shanjuan in embarrassment, but Lin Shanjuan nodded and said he didn't need to be chased away.

"Just go, why rush? I'll remember it in a minute!"

She walked out muttering to herself. Qi Zhaomian looked at her frown and guessed that she probably couldn't remember.

But she could never forget those two seven-character sentences.

It is catchy, well-balanced, and full of artistic conception. It really seems like the product of some people's sudden inspiration.

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The next day, when the sky was just getting light and Lin Shanjuan was still sleeping with his quilt in his arms, he heard a sigh.

"How long will you continue to sleep?"

She recognized Qi Zhaomian's voice and opened her eyes a crack, "Hmm...what?"

Qi Zhaomian lowered his head and looked at her, speaking in a heavier tone.

"It's time to go to court. Did you forget?"

Lin Shanjuan hadn't fully turned on his computer yet. He was trying to digest Qi Zhaomian's words in his mind while fighting the nagging sleepiness.

Qi Zhaomian didn't have much patience. He opened his lips and uttered a threatening word: "Since you don't want to do it yourself, then I will ask Nanny Chen to come and help you wash and groom."

Lin Shanjuan was awakened by the three words "Madame Chen". He sat up with a start and fumbled around for his clothes in a panic. He was already dressed in disorder before he even opened his eyes.

Although Nanny Chen had only been there for one day, her nagging was even more excessive than that of the four nannies, which made Lin Shan feel exhausted and uncomfortable.

What made her even more desperate was that Nanny Chen not only lived in the princess's mansion for a long time, but was also an elderly person by the princess's side, like a grandmother.

As for the family members of leaders like this, she could only listen to their nagging and did not dare to refute them at all.

Nanny Chen mistakenly thought that she was a person who would listen to good advice, so she couldn't help but talk to her whenever she met her.

Qi Zhaomian couldn't understand why she was so afraid of these maids: "Madame Chen is the kindest maid in the palace, why are you so afraid?"

Lin Shanjuan frowned and quickly put on his clothes. "I... I have a serious phobia of kind old ladies. The kinder the old ladies, the more I can't stand them."

Qi Zhaomian would hear a new word from her mouth every day, and this was even more outrageous - what is this phobia of kind old ladies?

She knew that Lin Shanjuan probably couldn't explain it, so she simply didn't ask any further.

"I'm going out with Juan'er." Then he called out to the door, "Xiao'er."

A female voice answered from under the window: "The servant is here."

"Send breakfast."

"Yes."

Lin Shanjuan touched his arm and smiled awkwardly: "Do you really want to call me that?"

She had never heard such a corny name in her life, so corny that it made her scalp uncomfortable.

Qi Zhaomian turned his head with some doubt: "Why, are you very disgusted?"

Lin Shan smiled wearily, "That's not the case, it's just... I'm a little uncomfortable with it. Besides, if you call me that, then what should I call you?"

Mian'er?

No, just thinking about it made her want to glue her mouth shut.

Qi Zhaomian took a breath and said, "Yesterday you couldn't explain my name and seemed unfamiliar, and now you're rejecting me. Do you think I'm a joke?"

Angry again.

Lin Shanjuan quickly explained: "That's not what I meant, it's just... I'm not used to it..."

Seeing Qi Zhaomian's increasingly dangerous expression, she simply changed her words: "But I like it! I adapted to it immediately!"

Qi Zhaomian frowned and looked at her, then simply left the room.

Lin Shanjuan sighed and murmured the word "Juan'er". He scratched his scalp but still couldn't accept it, so he buried his head and started to fold the quilt.

After the meal, Lin Shanjuan got on a carriage and entered the palace. Qi Zhaomian also entered the palace from the other side. After all, Ji Shihan would definitely seize this loophole if he was appointed directly without consulting with the ministers.

Although Lin Shanjuan was usually a bit of a jerk, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed when faced with these experienced people. Embarrassment was a minor matter for her, but if Ji Shihan succeeded, dismissed her from her position, and hindered the establishment of the Qingzheng Division, that would be a huge loss.

The carriage rattled and stomped for a while, and when Lin Shanjuan was almost drowsy from being shaken, it finally stopped.

Bai Shu reminded her outside that they had arrived. She lifted the curtain and walked down, wiped her face, straightened her clothes and entered the palace.

When he entered the hall, many ministers had already arrived early and were gathered in groups of three or five, talking in low voices.

No one noticed her presence, which was exactly what Lin Shanjuan wanted. If someone approached her too early, she hadn't figured out how to respond.

She simply stood outside the hall. No one would call her for a while anyway, and there was no place for her to stand inside.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

As soon as Xiaodunzi's voice came out, the people below immediately returned to their seats and stood respectfully according to the color of their clothes and the rank of their officials.

With a loud shout of "Long live the emperor", Qi Yili sat on the dragon throne, glanced at the ministers with a stern face, and stayed on Ji Shihan for a long time.

"Everyone loves you."

As soon as he finished speaking, each minister came forward to advise the emperor, stating what he had reported one by one.

After finishing the scattered small matters, Qi Yili took the initiative to say:

"Recently, there have been many bandits in the capital. I have read all the memorials submitted. I also mentioned this matter a few days ago, but you have no ideas so far. Therefore, I have an idea. Would you like to hear it?"

The hall was completely silent, and no one dared to respond. Qi Yili was used to such one-man shows. No one answered, which proved that no one refused. It was a good time for him to put forward his own ideas.

So he continued, "Bandits are rampant under the emperor's feet. This is naturally the fault of the Sixth Department of the Procuratorate."

Several ministers in scarlet robes immediately knelt down with their bodies bent. They were the ministers of the six ministries.

"I am innocent! Your Majesty, please investigate!"

Qi Yili snorted coldly. He was already used to this kind of situation. As long as he said something to blame someone, the person concerned would immediately come running out and shout "Your humble servant is innocent", which really annoyed him.