Li Yuheng glanced at Shu Bai's helpless expression as he rubbed his forehead, sighed softly, but his eyes revealed a hint of indulgence.
A few unruly strands of hair fell between his deep-set eyes and brows.
He moved like a ghost, and before everyone could see him, the sword at the waist of the guard closest to him was in his hand.
The sword gleamed coldly, reflecting off his sharply defined jawline and bright, spirited eyes.
The next instant, he flicked his wrist, and the spine of the sword, carrying a gust of wind, struck the head of the Hello Kitty ghost that was still acting cute.
The pink ghostly figure dissipated upon impact, transforming back into twisted black mist, frozen in place, seemingly bewildered.
Immediately afterwards, he moved like lightning, darting through the hall.
His long hair flew in the wind as he moved, his robes billowed, and his handsome face was full of carefree ease.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
The sword's spine struck precisely on the head of each of the fierce ghosts that lunged at the emperor.
The vengeful spirits that were hit were all frozen in mid-air, their black aura solidified, as if a pause button had been pressed.
Finally, he gracefully returned to his position and precisely shoved the longsword back into the guard's stiff scabbard.
The entire process took no more than three breaths.
Li Yuheng then turned around leisurely, casually brushing his slightly messy hair back to reveal his smooth forehead and smiling eyes.
He faced the direction of Shubai, his chin slightly raised and his eyebrows gently arched.
How about it?
Simple, stylish, and cool, right?
Man, are you satisfied with what you've seen now?
Shu Bai slowly lowered his hand from his forehead and silently gazed at Li Yuheng.
At this moment, Li Yuheng stood amidst the frozen ghostly figures and panicked crowd in the hall, his long hair slightly raised and the hem of his robe fluttering, as if all the chaos and crisis just now had become a backdrop to highlight him.
It is indeed dazzling.
It really does... make your hands itch.
Shu Bai thought expressionlessly, compared to the radiant Prince of the Underworld before him, who seemed about to ascend to heaven at any moment.
He suddenly felt that the Beagle who would get stuck in the dog hole and howl, and who would bare his teeth at the sparrows, was more pleasing to the eye.
Abstraction is good.
It's better to keep it more abstract.
At least it won't be like it is now, so dazzling that people want to put a sack over his head.
Shu Bai slightly turned her head to avoid that overly intense gaze.
Li Yuheng followed his gaze relentlessly, leaving him nowhere to hide. He then gave him another triumphant look: "Aren't you captivated by his handsomeness?"
Shu Bai could only lower his eyes and stare at the swirling liquid in his glass.
Yes, he is indeed incredibly handsome.
He's so handsome that his fists are hard.
The hall was deathly silent.
All eyes were focused on the "person" who had suddenly appeared.
With the help of the revealing bell, they were able to clearly see Li Yuheng.
It was a real figure, dressed in very eye-catching clothes.
She wore an extremely flamboyant crimson-purple flowing dress with wide sleeves, the hem embroidered with large mandalas in silver thread, which gleamed with a cold light under the flickering candlelight.
And those slightly upturned eyes, as they moved, carried a breathtaking languor and disdain.
"..."
After a brief silence came an even greater uproar.
"A ghost! It's that ghost princess consort!"
"She...she's actually here!"
"Just now...were those vengeful ghosts frozen in place by her?"
After the initial shock, Qin Lu's heart pounded, and a mixture of fear and ecstasy surged through him.
An opportunity! A golden opportunity!
Add fuel to the fire!
He suppressed his excitement, pointed sharply at Li Yuheng, and his voice, shrill and distorted with agitation, hissed at the emperor on the throne:
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please see the truth! This is a monster! This is a monster!"
He knelt down with a thud, looking heartbroken and utterly loyal.
"I have long suspected that there is something fishy about this ghost marriage arranged by the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion! How could an ordinary ghost easily suppress the young master's extremely yang body? And how could it easily expose the evil magic of Gao Bi's villa?"
"Now it seems that all of this was this vixen's scheme! She first feigned goodwill to gain the trust of the Prince's mansion, but in reality, she harbored malicious intentions!"
He abruptly turned his head, his gaze shooting like poisoned arrows at the Prince of Zhenbei and Shubai:
"Your Highness! Your Highness! Did you already know the true nature of this demon? Today at the palace banquet, a vengeful ghost attacked, and yet it was she who 'saved' us! What a coincidence!"
"This was all a play she orchestrated herself! First, she unleashed the ghosts to commit evil, then she pretended to save the emperor, all to exploit his kindness for personal gain, and further to bewitch the emperor and disrupt the court!"
"If this villain is not eliminated, the country will never have peace!"
Qin Lu's tearful performance was a masterpiece of acting.
His words unsettled everyone in the hall, and their gazes toward Li Yuheng and the Prince of Zhenbei's residence were filled with suspicion and fear.
Yes, a ghost with such abilities, how could it be a good creature?
Shu Bai's hands, which were resting on his knees, suddenly clenched. He looked up, his gaze as cold as a knife, piercing straight at Qin Lu.
"Commander Qin, what crime have you committed in framing the prince? Do you know?"
The Prince of Zhenbei flew into a rage, slamming his fist on the table and shouting, "Qin Lu! You're spouting nonsense!"
Upon hearing this, Li Yuheng exclaimed, "Hmm?"
He slowly turned his head and looked at the Prince of Zhenbei.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes at first, then his eyes radiated undisguised admiration.
Well said!
The Prince of Zhenbei was furious and completely ignored his "daughter-in-law's" praise.
He pointed at Qin Lu's nose: "You, surnamed Qin! You dare to fart again?! Back when I was slaying barbarians on the border, you were still in your father's crotch! Now you dare to try and smear my Zhenbei Prince's Mansion?!"
Qin Lu was sprayed with spittle, his face turning ashen, but he stubbornly insisted, "Your Highness! I was acting out of loyalty to the country! This monster..."
"You demon my ass!" The Prince of Zhenbei kicked over the table in front of him, scattering cups and plates everywhere. "If my daughter-in-law is a demon, why didn't you show off your bells when those ghostly things pounced on you?! You hid faster than a rabbit! What are you doing jumping out here now, acting like a big bad wolf?!"
Li Yuheng watched with great interest.
Unexpectedly, his father-in-law's cursing style was quite similar to that of a certain Li.
As expected, birds of a feather flock together.
Qin Lu was rendered speechless, and the expressions of the surrounding officials changed.
Yes, when the vengeful ghost pounced, Commander Qin immediately shrank back.
Having admired his father-in-law's charisma enough, Li Yuheng felt it was time for him to take the stage.
He slowly floated forward one step.
All eyes immediately focused on him.
The ghost princess slightly raised her chin, her eyes lazily sweeping across the entire room before finally landing on Qin Lu's face, which had turned a deep purplish-red.
He didn't say anything.
He simply extended a finger and gently beckoned to Qin Lu.
Qin Lu was taken aback, instinctively becoming wary: "You... what do you want to do?!"
Shu Bai: "Commander Qin, my wife is unable to speak; it is a chronic illness from before her death."
He paused, then turned his gaze to Li Yuheng, meeting his eyes which were blinking with interest.
"What he meant just now was that you should come over."
"..."
The tense atmosphere that had just been building was shattered by this casual remark.
Qin Lu's face froze in grief and indignation, like a rooster being choked.
He looked at the faint black aura swirling around Li Yuheng's fingertips, and recalled the fierce ghosts that had been frozen in time just now. His throat tightened, and his feet seemed to have taken root, leaving him completely still.
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