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

Jun Sui's face was cold and stern, and there was not a trace of emotion in his deep eyes.

He quietly observed the indignant crowd around him, pondering the state of the court.

Although the treacherous officials have been eliminated, it remains to be seen whether there are even greater hidden dangers behind this.

The current imperial court is rife with complex and intertwined forces, and this public execution may only be the beginning.

Jun Sui understood that the era they lived in was full of challenges and crises, and that a slight misstep could lead to utter ruin.

A gentle breeze blew by, raising a cloud of dust.

Yun Suisi and Jun Sui stood there, motionless for a long time, their figures standing out conspicuously in the chaotic scene.

People came and went, their voices rising and falling, but the two of them seemed to be isolated from this noisy world.

However, at that moment, Yun Suisi suddenly felt something strange that was hard to describe.

At first, it was just an extremely subtle sensation, as if a faint breeze was gently brushing against his cheek, carrying an unusual coolness.

He frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, and subconsciously looked around.

The surrounding scenery seemed unchanged.

The people were still discussing the treacherous official who had been beheaded, and the noise filled the entire space.

However, Yun Suisi keenly sensed that there seemed to be an unsettling atmosphere permeating the air.

At the same time, Jun Sui also sensed that something was wrong.

His sharp, hawk-like gaze instantly became even more alert, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully observing everything around him.

He sensed a subtle change in the airflow around him, and an invisible pressure quietly enveloped him.

His heart involuntarily quickened, and a strong sense of unease spread through him.

Jun Sui's gaze swept quickly across the crowd, and the expressions and actions of the people seemed to be magnified countless times in his eyes.

He noticed a hint of confusion and emptiness in the eyes of some people.

It was as if they weren't truly concerned about the beheading, but rather being manipulated by some unseen force.

"How is this going?"

Yun Suisi frowned, his face full of doubt.

He looked around again, trying to find the source of this strange feeling.

His gaze fell on the corpse that had just been beheaded.

The headless corpse lay silently on the execution platform, its blood already congealed, emitting a pungent, fishy smell.

But Yun Suisi felt that the corpse was shrouded in a faint shadow, as if some unknown force was surging there.

The surrounding scenery seemed to begin to blur, and the voices of the people gradually faded away.

Jun Sui pondered for a moment, then slowly said:

"It seems that everything we just saw was an illusion."

Someone deliberately set this up, wanting us to witness the treacherous official's beheading; I wonder what their intention is.

His voice was steady and powerful, giving people a sense of calm in this chaotic atmosphere.

Yun Suisi's expression was solemn. "No matter who set up the illusion, we must deal with it carefully."

There must be a huge conspiracy hidden behind this.

His eyes were firm and resolute, as if he would not back down no matter how great the difficulties he faced.

After thinking for a moment, Yun Suisi said:

"Try following the clear path."

His gaze was fixed on the faint light ahead, as if it were their only hope of escaping their predicament.

Jun Sui nodded slightly and replied briefly, "Mm."

So the two of them carefully took their first steps and headed toward the direction with clear visibility.

Their steps were steady and firm, each step filled with vigilance.

The surrounding fog still lingered, obscuring the road ahead, but with their keen intuition and unwavering faith, they moved forward step by step.

As they moved forward, the visibility gradually improved, as if layers of fog had been cleared away.

Gradually, a magnificent building came into view.

The towering city walls and the magnificent palaces all showcased the imperial majesty.

They actually arrived at the palace.

Yun Suisi and Jun Sui stopped in their tracks, gazing at the magnificent palace before them, their hearts filled with doubt.

They didn't know why they had come here, nor what secrets were hidden within the palace.

But they understood that now that they were here, they had to bravely face the challenges ahead.

They looked at each other and saw determination and courage in each other's eyes.

Then, they resolutely walked towards the palace gates, ready to uncover the truth behind this mysterious illusion.

Yun Suisi and Jun Sui walked forward cautiously, each step taken with extreme care, for fear of triggering some unknown danger.

Just then, a faint voice reached their ears.

Although the sound was faint, it was exceptionally clear in the silent space.

Yun Suisi and Jun Sui exchanged a glance, then stopped in their tracks, listening intently to the mysterious sound.

They followed the direction from which the sound came and tiptoed over.

With each step, the sound became clearer.

As they drew closer, the content of their voices gradually became discernible.

A strong sense of curiosity welled up in Yun Suisi's heart.

He had no idea who was talking deep within the palace, or what important matter they were discussing.

Finally, they arrived at a spacious palace hall.

The hall is decorated with exquisite sculptures and gorgeous ornaments, and in the center there is a huge fountain with flowing water that makes a pleasant sound.

Beside the fountain stood two people.

Yun Suisi's gaze was instantly drawn to one of them.

He was startled, his eyes widened, and his face was filled with disbelief:

"Li Qinglan?!"

No, the person in front of him was not the Li Qinglan he knew after she became a vengeful ghost, but the physically weak Li Qinglan.

His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes revealed helplessness and confusion.

He was so thin that it looked as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

He was wearing a simple robe, and his hair was somewhat disheveled, a stark contrast to the image of the vengeful ghost in Yun Suisi's memory.

Yun Suisi was filled with shock and confusion.

He never expected to encounter Li Qinglan, who had not yet become a vengeful ghost, in this mysterious palace.

What is going on here?

Why did Li Qinglan appear in this illusion?

Who is he talking to?

Countless questions swirled in Yun Suisi's mind, plunging him into deep thought.

At this moment, Li Qinglan and another person seemed to have noticed their presence, stopped talking, and turned to look at them.

Li Qinglan looked at Yun Suisi and Jun Sui in front of her, her eyes filled with doubt and wariness.

He frowned slightly, a hint of unease showing on his pale face, and asked softly:

"Who are you two? And why are you here?"

Looking at the frail Li Qinglan before him, Yun Suisi was filled with mixed emotions.

He composed himself, about to speak, but then found himself at a loss for words.

After a moment's thought, he slowly said, "We stumbled upon this place by mistake."

Li Qinglan sensed that they meant no harm, and the wariness in her eyes lessened slightly.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a person walking quickly towards them. The figure had an extraordinary presence, and every step he took carried a sense of oppression.

Jun Sui stared intently at the newcomer, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

After a moment, he slowly said:

“Luan-Sha-Yuan”

Jun Sui's voice was deep and powerful, as if he were saying an extremely important name.

However, as soon as he spoke, he felt a questioning look from Yun Suisi.

Yun Suisi frowned slightly, looking at Jun Sui with a face full of doubt, and asked anxiously:

"Luan Sha Yuan?"

Is he Luan Shayuan?

"Is he the Nine Thousand Year Old Luan Shayuan?"

Yun Suisi's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.