Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Yun Rancang stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief, his mouth agape as if it could fit an egg.

"???"

Her mind was in chaos, and a flood of questions came rushing in.

Husband... my husband?!

What exactly is going on? !

Seeing Yun Rancang's shocked expression, Jun Sui's lips curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

His eyes were filled with understanding and tolerance, as if he had long anticipated Yun Rancang's reaction.

"Yes, your brother and I just got married."

Jun Sui spoke slowly, his voice steady and powerful, like a clear mountain spring flowing by.

His tone was both firm and gentle, making one instinctively believe him.

As if struck by lightning, Yun Rancang stared at Yun Suisi in astonishment, his eyes filled with urgency and worry.

"Brother, did this guy take advantage of you?"

Yun Rancang's voice trembled slightly, his tone filled with anger and questioning.

She stared intently at Yun Suisi, as if trying to find the answer in his face.

Yun Suisi was somewhat helpless at Yun Rancang's reaction. He coughed lightly twice.

"Ahem, okay."

Yun Suisi's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a soothing quality.

"careful!"

Jun Sui's deep and magnetic voice rang out instantly. He quickly pulled Yun Suisi close, his strong arms holding him tightly in his embrace.

"elder brother!"

Yun Rancang shouted in a panic.

Her eyes widened as she saw a thick, inky black mist rushing towards her like a whirlwind, moving so fast that she couldn't react in time.

The black mist seemed to have a life of its own, instantly enveloping the five people.

The thick black fog obscured the surrounding scenery, leaving only a sense of oppression.

Everyone felt a sudden darkness engulf them, and when they opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a completely unfamiliar place. This was… an execution ground?!

Yun Sui Si gently withdrew from Jun Sui's warm embrace.

He slightly raised his head, a hint of alertness in his eyes, and slowly looked around.

"Jun Sui, where are Ran Cang and the others? They've disappeared."

Yun Suisi frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of dissatisfaction.

Jun Sui quickly scanned his surroundings, his brows furrowing slightly.

"For some reason, that cloud of black mist brought us here suddenly, but they have disappeared without a trace."

Don't worry, we'll definitely find them.

Jun Sui's tone was calm and firm.

Everywhere you look, there are unfamiliar and oppressive sights.

The atmosphere at the execution ground was heavy and gloomy; the cold stone walls, the mottled ground, and the pervasive stench of blood sent chills down one's spine.

Yun Suisi's eyes darted anxiously through the crowd, trying to find a familiar figure.

However, no matter how hard he tried to search, he could only find to his disappointment that at this moment, he and Jun Sui were the only ones there.

Yun Suisi: "Observe the situation calmly and act accordingly."

Jun Sui: "Okay."

Yun Suisi and Jun Sui stood quietly below the stage, their expressions solemn as they watched the bloody yet solemn scene before them.

The execution platform was erected in an open space, surrounded by crowds of onlookers.

Sunlight shone on the rough wooden countertop, reflecting an eerie sheen.

The person pressed onto the execution platform was dressed in tattered prison clothes, with disheveled hair and a face full of despair and fear.

His hands and feet were firmly chained, unable to move, and he could only struggle in vain, making dull sounds.

The executioner, dressed in official robes, sat upright on the high platform, his face serious and his eyes revealing a hint of coldness.

He held the token in his hand, ready to give an order at any moment.

The drummer beside him had a tense face, his drumsticks raised high, as if waiting for that decisive moment.

With the executioner's order, the drummers beat their drums with all their might, and the dull drumbeats exploded in the air like thunder, instantly making the whole scene even more tense.

The executioner was expressionless, his tall body standing like an iron tower, the heavy broadsword in his hand radiating a chilling light.

He slowly walked to the prisoner's side, gripped the knife handle tightly with both hands, and slightly adjusted his posture.

The prisoner stared wide-eyed in terror, his mouth agape as if trying to shout something, but could only utter muffled sobs.

His body was trembling violently, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The surrounding people held their breath; the scene was completely silent, as if even the air had frozen.

The executioner raised his sword high, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.

The sunlight shone on the blade, making it gleam with a blinding light.

Immediately afterwards, with a swift movement, the knife flashed through the air in a sharp arc, emitting a piercing whistle.

The head rolled down, and blood splattered onto the ground like a fountain, the shocking red color spreading instantly.

Some timid people covered their eyes in fright and let out gasps of alarm.

Some of the bolder people watched the scene intently, their faces showing complex expressions.

The headless corpse twitched a few times on the execution platform, then remained motionless.

Fresh blood slowly flowed down the countertop, pooling into a small puddle.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, making one want to vomit.

The executioner watched all this expressionlessly, as if he were already used to such scenes.

He waved his hand, signaling his men to remove the body.

At this moment, the surrounding people began to whisper and discuss among themselves.

The cacophony surged into Yun Suisi and Jun Sui's ears like a tidal wave.

In the crowd, an elderly man with white hair kept shaking his head and sighing, his wrinkled face full of emotion.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze revealing memories of the past and contemplation of the present, and slowly said:

"Look, this is that treacherous minister. He usually abuses his power and acts arrogantly."

Who would have thought that they would end up in such a miserable state?

This truly proves the old saying: good and evil will eventually be rewarded.

As he spoke, he gently stroked his beard with his withered hand.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to tell the story of the vicissitudes of time and the various changes he had witnessed.

The woman beside her quickly echoed, a hint of relief on her face, and raised her voice, saying:

"you do not say!

I heard that he was corrupt and lawless, and would stop at nothing to gain personal benefits.

He plundered the people's wealth, lined his own pockets, and completely disregarded the lives of ordinary people.

There are quite a few people whose families have been destroyed and whose lives have been ruined because of him!

Some families were living well, but because of his reckless behavior, they suddenly fell into dire straits.

He deserved it; God has finally opened his eyes.

As the woman spoke, she pointed at the recently beheaded corpse, her eyes filled with anger and pleasure.

Yun Suisi frowned slightly, his handsome eyebrows forming a knot.

His gaze was fixed on the headless corpse, and a complex emotion welled up inside him.

This man was once a powerful figure who wielded immense influence in the imperial court, but who would have thought he would become an object of public scorn?

The desire for power is like a bottomless pit, ultimately pushing him into the abyss of destruction.

Yun Sui couldn't help but wonder how many people in this treacherous court could resist the temptation of power?

Behind those seemingly glamorous and powerful figures, how many unknown conspiracies and crimes are hidden?