The cannon fodder heiress trembled with fear after being recognized as a member of her family.

"Stay close to me, this place is complicated, be careful."

Qingyun calmly broke through yet another formation and once again gave Han Cuiyin instructions.

"This place feels so familiar, like I've been here before."

"Catch her!"

A series of footsteps sounded.

The two watched in alarm as a woman in red disappeared into the courtyard ahead.

"That person must really be Hao Wenxin! When did she acquire such high-level martial arts skills?"

Han Cuiyin met her for the first time at the Grand Princess Ningchen's residence that day; she only knew some fancy martial arts moves.

His agility at the Mo State Preceptor's residence this time was rather unusual.

Qingyun gave a mocking smile and said, "It would be better if it were really her own martial arts."

"What do you mean?" Han Cuiyin asked, puzzled.

"I didn't feel like she was a puppet. Her movements seemed quick, but her limbs were actually extremely stiff, as if she were being controlled. Even her movements were stiff and unnatural."

After Qingyun finished explaining, she twirled her jade fan in her hand and gazed with great interest at the direction in which the red-clad figure had disappeared.

"I've never heard of this before. Could it be some kind of evil magic?"

"It depends on how the person using it uses it."

The two spoke briefly, and by the time they arrived at the courtyard, the guards had already come out.

"Luckily, the Imperial Preceptor wasn't at the residence. Otherwise, if he knew someone had broken in, we don't know how much our salary would be deducted this month."

"Didn't the Imperial Advisor say that outsiders wouldn't easily barge into the mansion? How did this woman manage to get in?"

"Never mind that for now, let's get things ready as soon as possible. If the Imperial Advisor returns to his residence, we're doomed. Just send two people to guard this place."

"Indeed, we need to clean up the things and yard that young woman damaged as soon as possible."

"We're not allowed to come in to this ancestral hall, let's get out of here quickly."

Two people were left outside the ancestral hall, while the rest went to repair the courtyard that Hao Wenxin had damaged.

"This place is indeed strange in every way. Let's go in and take a look; perhaps there's more to it than meets the eye."

Qingyun pulled Han Cuiyin up and they soared into the air.

There was no trace of anything in the sky, only the sound of the wind.

The two entered the ancestral hall and saw the enshrined stone statue, but neither of them paid it any attention.

Qingyun struck the ground beneath the offering table directly, and it indeed produced a hollow sound.

"As expected, there's more to this than meets the eye; there's a secret passage here."

"The Imperial Preceptor Mo is not in his residence, but he claims to be in seclusion. There are also secret passages here; I wonder what they're up to."

Han Cuiyin came to the capital, but she didn't see Mo Changdao many times.

Xu Tianyun was more familiar with it.

This Imperial Preceptor Mo has poor family ties; he now only has one grandson, who is still studying abroad.

The entire Mo residence exuded a chilling atmosphere.

I felt uncomfortable as soon as I took the first step.

Qingyun rotated the stone statue, and steps indeed appeared on the ground.

"Let's go down and take a look." Han Cuiyin seemed like a different person, eager to try.

"I'll go first, you follow." Qingyun pulled the person, and the two switched positions.

“I’m very capable too,” Han Cuiyin said, touched. “You don’t need to protect me all the time. I have the ability to protect myself.”

"I know!" Qingyun quickly said, seeing that her pride had been hurt. "You help me protect the back, and we'll fight side by side."

The two of them descended the winding steps.

"There's a bloody smell." Han Cuiyin sniffed. "Could it be that something happened to Hao Wenxin?"

The two of them quickened their pace.

There are some things that haven't been clarified, so this person can't die yet.

When the two arrived, the woman in red fell from the sky.

The red clothes had turned dark, and the smell of blood was even stronger.

Qingyun glanced around and said confidently, "This is a killing formation! I didn't expect this Imperial Advisor to be such a capable person."

"Dead?" Han Cuiyin still didn't believe it, and reached out to place her neck to confirm it further.

Hao Wenxin died, and the trail went cold.

"How did they change this face? It doesn't look strange at all?"

The art of disguise is amazing, and the art of face-changing is even more horrifying.

"There are absolutely no scars on her face, it's impossible to tell anything from her." Han Cuiyin touched her face repeatedly, but found no flaws.

It's as if Hao Wenxin was meant to have Su Tian's face.

"Since Su Tian ran away, he will probably use this identity to cause more trouble."

Han Cuiyin was worried, but Qingyun didn't seem to care.

The affairs of the Great Ye Dynasty were none of her concern; she only cared about Cuiyin and when that troublemaker would finally let Cuiyin go and return to the Immortal Realm.

"The person behind this is likely to suffer a backlash; this Grand Preceptor Mo is indeed formidable."

The two continued walking forward until they reached a round platform at the end.

"This is a teleportation array. Dare to try it and see where it leads?"

"With you here, what is there that I wouldn't dare to do!"

Han Cuiyin was about to go up when Qingyun grabbed her arm.

"Don't rush, hang this little yellow ball on your waist."

Han Cuiyin was instantly attracted to the little yellow ball and couldn't put it down.

"Are you really going to give it to me?"

“Of course, it’s useless for me to have it.” Qingyun lowered her eyes. “Let’s go and see where we end up.”

The two stepped onto the circular platform, and with a flash of white light, they disappeared.

Meanwhile, the person whom Qingyun had predicted would suffer a backlash is now indeed facing that fate.

A silver-haired person huddled inside the igloo, moving from one end to the other, and finally crashed into the igloo's ice wall.

"Sir, do you know how the Imperial Preceptor is doing? Why is this happening?" Yun Jing asked anxiously.

Yin Xing is the national advisor, and also his teacher.

He couldn't bear to see his teacher like that.

Lian Yao's methods are unpredictable; perhaps she has a way.

Yun Jing hurriedly brought the person here.

"Sir, you always say you have endless methods. Do you know why the Imperial Preceptor is like this?"

Lianyao remained silent.

He's already in competition with this wolf, so why would he offer to help?

"If you can save the Imperial Advisor, I am willing—"

"Your Majesty, I am unharmed; it is merely a backlash." The silver-haired man looked up, revealing a pale face.

"Just a backlash?" Lian Yao scoffed.

This wolf clearly used its lifespan to resist, and that was all?

He's so stubborn.

However, Lianyao did not expose her.

"Imperial Advisor, how's that matter you mentioned?"

Yin Xing coughed a few times, forcing himself to speak, "That pawn is dead. What will happen next depends on how Yunxiu uses Su Tian. Our Yun Kingdom should also exert its strength and have a proper discussion with the Great Ye Dynasty."

At his feet lay a thin silver rope, but it had broken into several pieces, some of which were stained with blood.

Lianyao licked her lips and quietly collected a few pieces of thin rope.

"This peace talk will also allow Minghan to return. His mother died in an accident on the way back to Yun Kingdom, and he has been drowning his sorrows in alcohol ever since. Now that he's here, he should settle things with them."

As Yin Xing spoke, Yun Jing readily agreed.

"Yunxiu was attacked, and I don't know what happened. I can only control one person and cannot find out what's going on there."

As Yin Xing spoke, she looked in Lian Yao's direction.

"The princess only suffered minor injuries, and she is to be married at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month. I'm afraid the king will have to hurry."

Lianyao knew these things without even having to guess.

If it weren't for Han Yueshi's help, they wouldn't have been able to succeed so smoothly.

The three discussed the follow-up matters in the igloo.

Han Cuiyin and Qingyun felt a sudden darkness before their eyes and a chill run through their bodies.

"It's actually from Qingshuang Mountain."