Inside the Prince's Mansion
The moment the jade carving shattered, Mo Yunhan and Ye Qi simultaneously felt an extremely cold wind sweep through the room.
It was so cold it made your bones ache.
They all looked at the fragments of the jade carving, but only saw a piece of yellow talisman.
"What's this?"
Mo Yunhan leaned closer and saw that a few words had been written in cinnabar on it.
It appears to be someone's birthday, but the whole thing is not visible.
Jiang Qingwan bent down, picked it up, and spread it out in her palm.
"Is this your birth date and time?"
Mo Yunhan shook his head.
Although only the year can be seen, it is definitely different from his.
Jiang Qingwan raised an eyebrow slightly.
"That's interesting. It seems that it's not that they want to ruin your luck, but rather that the person whose birthday this is trying to steal your luck."
Night Seven was greatly alarmed.
"Is it the Emperor?"
Mo Yunhan glared at him, and he immediately realized he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly lowered his head and stepped aside.
Jiang Qingwan handed over the yellow talisman.
"I said I'm not going to worry about what happens next. It's about time."
Mo Yunhan was still pondering who it was, and for a moment he did not understand the meaning behind Jiang Qingwan's words.
But soon he let out a muffled groan as a sudden, excruciating pain shot through his legs, making it impossible for him to stand. He instinctively leaned forward, pinning Jiang Qingwan firmly into the chair.
Jiang Qingwan instinctively tried to dodge, but the moment she looked up, she kissed the man's bobbing Adam's apple.
The warm yet unfamiliar touch made her head go blank for a moment. The next moment, she was held tightly by the man, and his painful and suppressed breathing brushed against her neck, making half of her body go numb.
"Night Seven, what are you standing there for?"
She stretched out her arms, desperately pleading for help.
Night Seven finally snapped out of her shock.
He hurriedly placed the aching Mo Yunhan on the bed, then skillfully pulled out a box from under the bed, which was full of very strong cloth strips.
His method of tying people up was quick and accurate.
In just a few breaths, Mo Yunhan had turned into a giant rice dumpling.
The pain flushed his pale skin, and the corners of his beautiful eyes turned crimson.
His already androgynous beauty was now even more alluring and sexy.
It looks exactly like the red fox that Jiang Qingwan kept on the Qilian Mountains.
"Okay, it won't hurt for long, be good."
She raised her hand and touched Mo Yunhan's head.
Ye Qi stood frozen by the bed, as if struck by lightning.
Although Mo Yunhan was in excruciating pain, he couldn't faint and remained perfectly conscious.
But at this moment, he wished he were not sober.
Is this woman crazy?
Do you think he's a dog?
Jiang Qingwan took out a small gourd covered with strange talismans from her purse, her gaze fixed on the man's legs, her eyes filled with barely concealed excitement.
Sure enough, the pain intensified.
The black aura on his legs suddenly seemed to come alive.
It condensed into countless threads, continuously moving upstream, only to be blocked time and again by Mo Yunhan's golden light of merit.
Every thrust causes the man excruciating pain.
Aside from that initial, unexpected groan, Mo Yunhan gritted his teeth, his face deathly pale with pain, but he didn't utter a single sound.
What are you waiting for?
Night Seven couldn't hold back any longer and hurriedly reminded him in a low voice.
After the jade carving incident, he now has some trust in Jiang Qingwan.
Jiang Qingwan waved her hand.
"Don't make a fuss, I'll wait for them to swim faster."
Ye Qi couldn't understand it at all, nor could he see the black aura.
From his perspective, all he could see was Jiang Qingwan staring intently at his prince's two long legs like a madwoman, and right up to the top of his thighs.
This is too much...
Jiang Qingwan suddenly made a move.
With lightning speed, several golden threads formed a triangular trap at the man's thigh and lower abdomen.
The black lines that were focused on colliding with the golden light of merit were instantly trapped. As if directed by someone, they fled in the opposite direction, which was exactly what Jiang Qingwan planned, and they swam into the small gourd she had placed in advance.
This process was repeated, and more than a dozen were collected.
The black aura, which had been as vibrant as a living thing, was damaged and quickly subsided, becoming lifeless again.
Jiang Qingwan carefully put the gourd away, still feeling a little unsatisfied.
"Night Seven, untie it."
Ye Qiguang was completely oblivious to the fact that while Jiang Qingwan was doing this and that between his master's legs, Mo Yunhan's face was no longer pale and even his lips had regained some color.
He immediately stepped forward and untied the restraints.
"Your Highness, how are you feeling?"
The pain, which used to last for one or two hours, has disappeared.
Although there is still some pain and numbness, it is completely within a tolerable range.
This woman actually managed to cure his leg.
He helped Ye Qi to his feet and bowed respectfully to Jiang Qingwan.
Thank you.
Jiang Qingwan was still immersed in the joy of collecting the black demonic energy, and gave a perfunctory reply.
"No need."
After saying that, she turned and left without looking back, never glancing at the man again.
Ye Qi couldn't help but mutter something.
"It seems like she likes that gourd more than she likes you, Your Highness."
Mo Yunhan coldly glared at him.
"Which eye of yours saw that she likes me? Get out."
Night Seven quickly tidied up the cloth strip and left the room.
Mo Yunhan's expression shifted between light and dark. After a moment, he raised his hand and slowly touched his Adam's apple.
They quickly moved away as if they had been burned.
Back in the backyard, Jiang Qingwan was wide awake.
She couldn't wait to begin refining the black demonic energy, but her cultivation had been greatly damaged, and after working for a long time, she only managed to obtain a less-than-perfect pill.
Fortunately, something is better than nothing.
...
Early the next morning, Qin Minglang bathed, changed into his court robes, and prepared to leave the mansion with great momentum.
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