"Madam Jiang, this way please."

Liu Ruzhi, who was beside her, spoke up to remind her, interrupting her thoughts.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a black carriage parked not far across the street, embroidered with gilded patterns, luxurious yet understated.

There was a faint dragon aura swirling around it, and the person sitting inside must be related to the royal family.

She immediately understood why Liu Ruzhi had appeared at the Qin residence.

Half a month ago, Liu Ruzhi encountered a strange case that she couldn't solve no matter what she tried.

With the deadline set by the emperor fast approaching, if the case isn't solved soon, his official position will be in jeopardy.

She had no intention of interfering in the affairs of the imperial court, but the murderer was an evil cultivator.

The Zhuge Clan has an ironclad rule: anyone who encounters an evil cultivator must be killed.

She needed to maintain the Qin family's formation and the talismans on the red jade, ensuring they didn't come into contact with any lives, which is why she cooperated with Liu Ruzhi.

They were even over that matter.

But just now at the Qin residence, Liu Ruzhi did indeed help her.

With a soft sigh, she followed Liu Ruzhi toward the carriage, but did not get on. Instead, she curtsied towards the curtain.

"I cannot answer the question you have asked, sir. My sect has decreed that its disciples are not allowed to set foot in the imperial court. Please forgive me."

The curtain was slowly lifted halfway by a hand with knuckles as smooth as jade.

Backlit, the man's features were obscured; only half of his dark robe was visible.

But the oppressive feeling of being scrutinized and looked at is extremely strong.

A moment later, a lazy, deep voice drifted out from inside the car, carrying a hint of innate aristocratic coldness.

"Are you Yun Tianji's disciple?"

The diviner Yun Tianji is a mysterious and elusive astrologer who can predict anything in the world, yet no one has ever seen his true face.

Some say she's a young girl, others say she's a centenarian.

There are many rumors.

Apart from her master and three senior brothers, no one knew that this was Jiang Qingwan's martial arts title before she got married.

When she was working with Liu Ruzhi to capture the evil cultivator, some unexpected things happened, and she had to use some of her real skills. When asked about it, she casually gave a lie.

Now they're in a difficult situation, unable to back down.

After a moment's thought, she looked up and replied, "I am merely an outer disciple. Although I have performed the apprenticeship ceremony, I do not have the honor of following my master. I have only learned a little bit. My earlier refusal was because I dared not tarnish my master's great reputation."

Her words were perfectly tactful.

The man seemed to lose interest, and the curtain was then lowered.

Jiang Qingwan had just breathed a sigh of relief when a voice came from inside, cold, steady, and brooking no resistance.

"Come on up!"

Beneath her sleeves, Jiang Qingwan's small hand unconsciously twitched, with golden threads of talisman wrapped around it.

Having broken free from the self-imposed constraints of the Qin family, she now doesn't want to listen to anyone, let alone be coerced.

However, the golden thread at her fingertips dissipated just as the talisman was about to form.

My chest feels tight and painful, and there's a sweet, fishy smell rising up inside me.

Although the red jade was destroyed, her cultivation level was still reduced by more than half.

Having just dispelled the Qin family's protective array, he was already at his physical limit, and his chances of winning a head-on confrontation were slim.

After a moment's thought, she took Lian'er's hand, stepped onto the footstool, and bent down to sit in the carriage.

The eerie, chilling atmosphere inside the car made the hairs on her skin stand on end. When she looked up, she saw a cold and handsome face.

Her eyebrows were like distant green mountains, her eyes like shooting stars chasing the moon, and her nose was straight and upturned. She had the appearance of a man but the thin lips, which were as cold and sharp as knives, perfectly harmonized this imbalance of yin and yang.

Compared to her experience with appearance, Jiang Qingwan was more surprised by the golden light of merit piled up above the other person's head, which was frighteningly high.

With such a destiny, and born into royalty, how could this be...?

She looked down at the man's legs.

The area was emanating black mist, and the chilling aura inside the car originated from it.

If this person hadn't accumulated enough merit and possessed a strong destiny, he would have died long ago.

No wonder she couldn't sense it from outside the car.

She looked up and met the man's scrutinizing dark eyes.

"You've come to my master to heal your legs?"

Mo Yunhan's pupils widened slightly in surprise.

He was indeed looking for Yun Tianji, but not for the purpose of healing his leg.

The once calm lake of my heart was stirred with a slight ripple once more.

He deliberately asked in return, "What's wrong with my leg?"

Jiang Qingwan had never seen such a combination of saint and demon before, and she was extremely interested.

“Every day at midnight and early morning, your legs will be in excruciating pain, like being gnawed by insects. Medicine and acupuncture are useless; you can only endure it. Afterward, you will be just like a normal person. But recently, the duration of this pain has been increasing. When the interval between midnight and early morning disappears, you will die.”

Mo Yunhan was greatly alarmed, his eyes darkening like ink.

Liu Ruzhi once said that this person had some skills.

He didn't believe it at first; how could a woman from a secluded household be involved with Yun Tianji?

He was quite surprised to see him today.

"Can you cure it?"

"able!"

Jiang Qingwan's straightforward reply caused Mo Yunhan to frown.

The woman outside the car just now said that her skills were not good enough, making excuses with every sentence.

But when she saw him, she changed her attitude.

He recalled the woman's gaze when he got on the bus and her burning stare now, and felt a surge of disgust.

It's because of his appearance again!

What do you want?

Jiang Qingwan was already quite impatient at this moment.

My master once said that things will turn into their opposites when they reach their extremes, and vice versa.

Although the righteous path does not shame evil cultivation, in the final analysis, the techniques of both are of the same origin.

Like the two sides of yin and yang.

She violated the sect's prohibition, and the backlash was devastating.

The black energy on a man's body is extremely pure. If it is combined with holy light talismans, it can be used to refine a highly pure restoration pill.

It greatly helped her recover her cultivation level.

“I will live next door to you, and you must not let anyone stop you when you want to see me. I will guarantee your recovery within three months.”

A hint of mockery flashed in Mo Yunhan's eyes.

Just as he expected.

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