Before Chu Xiangyu woke up, she used the Loss of Mind Powder given to her by the portable mall.

The things the portable mall gave her were extremely mysterious, so she always had to go there to confirm the effects.

As the name suggests, Shishensan can make people lose their minds. Since the effect of the drug will disappear on its own after a short period of time, it is often misdiagnosed as hysteria.

After the effect of the medicine wears off, the person taking the Chinese medicine will lose their memory of the recent days, which is also considered to be a sequelae of hysteria.

Chu Xiangyu's experience in the past few days was too bizarre. A frail girl lost her short-term memory due to the shock. Not only others, but even she herself would not doubt it.

Qing Xuan blinked and said, "You have such a miraculous medicine, no wonder you spared Chu Xiangyu."

I tossed and turned all night last night and my back and waist were already sore, not to mention sitting and reading memorials for such a long time.

Bu Tiange rubbed his waist and frowned, saying, "The Chu family will definitely be revolving around her these days. Keeping her will hinder the Chu family. Aren't you happy about that?"

Qing Xuan invited her to come to his side and let her sit against his legs so that she would be more comfortable.

Bu Tiange sensed that he had something to say, so he asked, "No one would come to my temple for no reason. What do you want to tell me?"

"I've come to say goodbye to you."

"Have you thought it through?"

A yellow fluffy ball jumped into her hand.

Bu Tiange took advantage of the situation and stroked his fat pussy, "What are you doing?"

Fatty Chui said anxiously, "Chick! Chick!"

——Host, it’s dangerous, you can’t let the target person go!

"Why?"

"Chiu..."

Feichu's momentum weakened instantly.

——It was Heaven that told the system to tell you, but as for why, the system doesn’t know either.

Bu Tiange patted Feichu soothingly and looked up at Qing Xuan, "It told me to tell you not to go, but it couldn't tell me why."

Qing Xuan said nonchalantly, "Don't worry about it."

Bu Tiange asked: "Do you want me to find some people for you from the Anbu?"

"The fewer people who know about this, the better. Besides..." Qing Xuan showed disdain, "Besides, those Anbu people are so vulnerable."

Suddenly, a loud noise erupted outside the hall, and Shu Xing's cry could be heard faintly, "There's an assassin! Catch the assassin!"

Bu Tiange put down the fat bird and said, "Let's go take a look."

Outer hall.

It was now midnight, and the hall should have been dead silent. Suddenly, the eternally burning candle flickered, startling the sparse stars who were keeping watch.

When she looked up, she saw a sneaky thief on the beam.

Shu Xing didn't think twice before pulling out his whip and threateningly saying, "Assassin, prepare to die!"

The assassin jumped down from the beam and ran away.

Shu Xing was about to chase after him when a man in white flashed before his eyes. A sword flashed swiftly and cut off the assassin's right arm.

The assassin couldn't help but cry out in pain, staggered and fell to his knees.

Shu Xing stepped forward and captured the assassin. Seeing who was helping her, she was shocked. "Grandmaster?"

Qing Xuan retracted his sword and bowed, saying, "I have something important to report, and I just happened to run into you."

He walked up to the assassin, lifted the black cloth covering his face, and asked condescendingly, "Tell me, who sent you?"

The assassin pursed his lips and said nothing.

Qing Xuan pinched his jaw and leaned over to look him in the eye. "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I will pull out your tongue and knock out your teeth one by one, leaving you no chance to commit suicide."

The assassin looked up at him and sneered, "How do you know I didn't take poison beforehand?"

Qing Xuan lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on the sword held tightly in the broken arm.

"You didn't even change your sword when you entered the palace to assassinate someone. Did Chu Xiafeng teach you to be such a jerk?"

"Bah!" The assassin spat at him and cursed, "Traitor, how dare you insult my master?!"

Qing Xuan frowned, and with a click, the assassin's cervical vertebrae were directly broken.

Putting his hand down, he sneered, "Do you really think I value your life?"