The air was scorching and sticky, as if it would bake people to death. Even though the ancient trees in Huguo Temple provided shade, they did not bring any coolness.

The group headed towards the central square of the Temple of Heaven. Wang Yuan followed closely behind Xiao Xuan. Looking at the monks with ferocious faces all around, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. For some reason, ever since she entered Huguo Temple, she had unconsciously felt an inexplicable killing intent surrounding her.

This feeling made her very uncomfortable, and the hairs on her body almost stood on end.

Just as they passed through several corridors and were about to reach the square, Wang Yuan suddenly felt a bloating pain in her lower abdomen, followed by a warm flow that slowly gushed out from her lower body.

Damn it, she thought to herself, her period had started.

On such an important occasion, she actually got her period. If she makes a mess of herself everywhere, how will she save face?

Not only will he embarrass himself, but he will also completely disgrace His Highness.

But Xiao Xuan didn't turn around to look at her at all, and his pace quickened, soon putting a considerable distance between them.

Seeing that he looked flustered, Chen Dechang quickly leaned closer and asked, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Wang Yuan clutched her lower abdomen, looking somewhat embarrassed. It hurt a lot; her period had come at the worst possible time.

"Father-in-law, I... I've started my period. Could I go to the restroom and have someone bring me some menstrual blood?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Dechang glanced around discreetly, wondering if Wang Yuan had discovered something. But then he looked at the restraint on Wang Yuan's face and the sweat on her forehead, and knew that she was not lying.

"Your Highness, please bear with me for a moment. This servant will go and consult His Highness."

Chen Dechang flicked his whisk and quickly caught up with Xiao Xuan, then leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Your Highness, the Empress has started her period, and she says she needs to use the restroom..."

Xiao Xuan's expression hardened, and a hint of doubt appeared on his handsome face. He turned to look at Wang Yuan and pondered for a moment.

"Go with us, but be very careful and don't ruin things."

Chen Dechang bowed and said yes. The fake abbot in front walked for a while and then turned around, only to find that Xiao Xuan and the others had fallen behind by several meters. He hurriedly ran back.

After understanding the situation, the fake abbot was not in a hurry. He arranged for Xiao Xuan to rest in a nearby hall, while he himself used the excuse of preparing for the sacrificial ceremony.

After the fake abbot left, Xiao Xuanping's peaceful face suddenly turned cold, carrying a sharp and imposing aura.

"Is everything arranged?"

His voice was indifferent.

"Your Highness, the surrounding area is full of Qingyu Guards. None of these people can escape! Moreover, I have already sent people to keep an eye on the fake abbot."

After Qingying finished speaking, she looked around warily while holding her sword.

Meanwhile, the fake abbot sneaked back to another main hall, circled behind a Buddha statue, reached out and turned a switch. With a click, an iron door slowly opened, and the fake abbot quickly slipped inside.

He knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect to the veiled woman in black above him.

"Master, everything is ready. We are just waiting for the sacrificial ceremony to begin. Would you like to come out and watch the ceremony?"

Upon hearing this, the woman above chuckled softly, then pulled off the black veil covering her face, revealing a "delicate" face.

She was well-maintained; despite being in her forties, she looked like a woman in her early thirties, except for a noticeable scar on her left cheek.

Despite her thick makeup, it was still clearly visible.

"Xiao Xuan is nothing special. In the end, he still cruelly abandoned the woman he cared about most for the sake of the country. Heh."

The woman's voice was indifferent, and her expression was gloomy, but the murderous intent in her eyes could not be concealed.

The fake abbot kneeling on the ground glanced at the woman's ferocious face and also put on a fawning expression.

"Master, now that the plan has succeeded, could you please give me an antidote for the Frost Gu?"

The fake abbot spoke in a sheepish voice, his face obsequious.

Upon hearing this, the woman above changed her expression. This fool, where is there an antidote for the Frost Gu? What she gave him before was just a potent sedative to temporarily relieve his pain.

The woman showed no emotion whatsoever, glancing expressionlessly at the person on the ground before slowly saying, "Don't worry, I have plenty of antidotes after this is done!"

"Go out and keep a close eye on things, make sure nothing goes wrong!"

"Yes, Master..."

The fake abbot quickly and respectfully withdrew, leaving the woman alone.

She suddenly pulled a jade pendant from her waist, her eyes shifting from fierce to misty.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die in vain. Today, I will make sure Xiao Xuan never leaves alive!"

She had already planted a ring of explosives around Huguo Temple, so that after Xiao Xuan watched his beloved die in front of him, she would reveal the truth and make his death even more painful.

Thinking this, the woman gave a chilling laugh, put her veil back on, and then quietly left the secret room.

After Wang Yuan went to the outhouse, a palace maid brought her a menstrual belt. She finished quickly, and fortunately, the flow was not heavy today, so she could bear it.

After getting dressed, Wang Yuan was about to step out of the outhouse when a man dressed in black suddenly jumped down from above.

The man was agile, his features were covered by a black cloth, only his sharp eyes were visible.

Caught off guard, Wang Yuan was startled by the sudden appearance of the man. Just as she was about to shout, the man covered her mouth tightly.

Wang Yuan's eyes were filled with terror, and she pounded on the man's arm with both hands.

"Don't speak, I'll take you away!"

Wang Yuan felt that the voice was unusually familiar. Could it be that the person who called her name on the street just now was this person in front of her?

She racked her brains for a moment before realizing that this person was Shen Yun.

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