"good."

Yi Shuihan agreed.

The next evening, he came with the information he had found out, and said with a solemn expression, "They are dead. They died of organ failure."

Xiao Qingyin remained silent for a moment.

For an absurd sacrificial ceremony, they did not hesitate to take the lives of thousands of innocent people.

Human life is truly as worthless as grass.

Originally, he only wanted to play a small trick to retaliate against Xilin's repeated but persistent underhanded tactics, but now he's really hardened his fist.

She clenched her fist and asked Yi Shuihan, "Are they going to hold another sacrificial ceremony to Heaven?"

Yi Shuihan shook his head: "It's not clear yet, we have to wait for Wu Li to wake up."

Wu Li was attacked by Xiao Bai and Xiao Hong together, so she definitely won't wake up so quickly.

But there will always be a time when you wake up.

unless……

She took out a pill and gave it to Yi Shuihan.

"Find an opportunity to give it to Wu Li; this medicine can keep him in a coma."

She has a deadly medicine, but Wu Li is dead. Xilin might choose another shaman to restart the sacrificial ceremony. In that case, it would be better to let Wu Li continue to occupy the position.

Yi Shuihan carefully put away the pills and cautioned, "Be careful. They dealt with the refugees, and they might deal with the imperial concubines as well."

Xiao Qingyin felt a chill run down her spine.

"Okay, I'll be careful."

Because Wu Li remained unconscious for a long time, the sacrificial ceremony to heaven was postponed.

The altar was being rebuilt, but the young women no longer practiced fasting or dancing.

Those who weren't selected were sent back, while the remaining ninety-nine waited a week before finally receiving their results:

The entire group moved back to the capital and settled in Chuxiu Palace.

The palace is heavily guarded, making entry and exit even more difficult.

Yi Shuihan was worried about Xiao Qingyin entering the palace, so he went to see Yelü Ang.

I asked him, "General, you said last time that if I performed well, you could help me win the heart of my beloved. I wonder if you can keep that promise now?"

Yelü Ang frowned: "Was your sweetheart in the batch that entered the palace, or...?"

"In the batch that entered the palace."

Yelü Ang looked him up and down, then slapped his arm hard: "You've got guts, kid, you even dare to take the person the shaman specifically asked for."

Yi Shuihan gave a straightforward smile.

Yelü Ang said with a sigh, "It's a pity that those people can't be moved for the time being. We have to wait for the shaman to wake up before we can decide whether to let them stay or leave. Even if I wanted to plead for you, I couldn't."

Yi Shuihan looked puzzled: "Is it the shaman who decides whether to stay or leave? I heard that the Crown Prince is presiding over the ceremony."

Yelü Ang immediately frowned and said contemptuously, "What kind of master is he? He's just a gofer. Instead of figuring out how to strategize after losing a battle, he follows the shaman and does crooked things."

Yi Shuihan chuckled: "Perhaps the Crown Prince was captured once and was scared out of his wits."

Yelü Ang laughed heartily: "Well said!"

Yelü Sui was nothing but a cowardly loser who never recovered.

Taking advantage of his good mood, Yi Shuihan changed his request, hoping that he could recommend him to the palace as a guard.

Yelü Ang readily agreed: "No problem, I'll have someone arrange a royal bodyguard for you."

"Thank you, General."