In an atmosphere of tension.
Mo Yunhan chuckled leisurely.
It was very light, yet very cold.
Like a knife, it scrapes across the hearts of all those with ill intentions.
Fearing he would stop her, Yun Xiaoran immediately urged, "Brother Yun Han, don't be bewitched by that woman anymore, kill her..."
Before she could finish speaking, Mo Yunhan interrupted her in a cold voice.
"So, Jiang Qingwan forced you to bring these withered flowers into the palace to offer as a prayer to the Emperor Emeritus?"
Yun Xiaoran choked, and hurriedly explained, "I didn't know these were withered flowers. Jiang Qingwan had ulterior motives and framed me..."
"How did she design it? Did she even touch the flowers?"
Mo Yunhan pressed her for answers again, and Yun Xiaoran felt extremely flustered.
Everyone in the greenhouse saw that Jiang Qingwan didn't touch the flower at all.
But given the current situation, how could she possibly give the truth?
"She touched me, I'm sure she touched me."
Mo Yunhan's thin lips curled up.
"So you knew she touched it, knew she had ulterior motives and dirty methods, yet you still brought the flowers she touched into Kunning Palace and offered them to the gods for blessings?"
Jiang Qingwan was instantly rendered speechless by the rebuttal and could only feign innocence with teary eyes.
"Your Majesty, Empress Dowager, everything I have is a gift from Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager. How could I possibly do such a rebellious thing? I am truly wronged."
She kept kowtowing.
The Empress Dowager couldn't bear it, so she bent down and helped the person up.
"I believe that Xiaoran did not do it on purpose."
Mo Yunhan spoke in a cold tone.
"The facts are right before our eyes, yet the Empress Dowager chooses to believe them. This is a stark contrast to her attitude when she first identified the evil spirits. In my opinion, this altar today is not for praying for blessings, but for killing."
"Your Majesty, I have witnessed the scale and effort put into this."
After saying that, he turned and left.
They didn't give anyone face.
"Xiao Jiu".
Mo Yunzhao hurriedly took two steps after him, his eyes blazing with barely suppressed anger under the moonlight.
The warmth of reminiscing about the brotherhood of the past has now become a joke.
He suddenly turned around and looked at the Empress Dowager.
His voice was filled with fire.
"Mother, if you have any new plans, please tell me clearly. How are we going to clean up this mess? Little Jiu isn't stupid."
After saying that, he turned and left angrily.
Yun Xiaoran knew she had gotten herself into trouble.
She knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Grandmother, it was Xiaoran's carelessness that caused this disaster. Please have mercy and forgive Xiaoran."
The Empress Dowager's emotions were in turmoil, and she looked up at Granny Gui.
Granny Gui immediately understood and went over to help Yun Xiaoran up.
"Princess, this old servant will take you to wash your face and calm down. We can talk to the Empress Dowager about it after you've calmed down."
After everyone had left, the Empress Dowager looked at the fluttering red banner.
In the darkness of night, it was eerie and mysterious.
"Does it work?"
The monk bowed slightly.
"The Emperor Emeritus will not live past three months. As for the Ninth Prince, the magic array did not fail just now. Although that woman has some skills, she is not a threat. The spiritual energy we lacked this month has been replenished by the Ninth Prince."
The Empress Dowager was very pleased and turned her gaze to the withered flower.
Although the flower buds have already withered, you can still see the shadow of when they were in full bloom.
"I will not interfere with your plans, but if she continues to be an obstacle, kill her, understand?"
The monk chuckled softly.
"With today's commotion, the Ninth Prince will never realize that our true purpose is to obtain the dragon energy from him. We should thank that Lady Jiang for this."
He looked at the flower as he spoke.
"This flower is extremely fragrant. I have a way to make it bloom again. Once the fragrant nectar is collected and mixed into the holy water, your appearance will surely be even more beautiful."
The Empress Dowager raised her hand to touch her temples.
The last time she was inexplicably attacked at night, her hair turned quite white, and she only recovered after drinking holy water several times.
The fine lines around my eyes are still quite prominent, which is really annoying.
"Then refine it as soon as possible and send it over."
"yes!"
...
After leaving the palace, Mo Yunhan went straight to the backyard of the Prince's Mansion.
Jiang Qingwan had just finished dinner and was poking at the floral soil with a small wooden shovel.
As I pondered where to plant the new, vibrant plant, I looked up and saw a person standing opposite me.
The passing wind carried a familiar, cool fragrance, mixed with a very faint smell of blood.
She couldn't help but frown.
"The wound hasn't healed yet?"
Mo Yunhan handed over the handkerchief he had been clutching the whole way.
"It's broken."
"What broke?"
Jiang Qingwan looked up and frowned slightly when she saw the fragments lying flat in his open palm.
The spiritual power dissipated, and the talismans were completely destroyed.
It's obvious I've met an expert.
She immediately raised her hand and placed it on the man's wrist, then withdrew it after a moment.
"They only destroyed the magical artifact, but didn't harm you? Who was that person?"
Mo Yunhan paused, unsure if the mage he saw today was the same one he had seen when he was a child.
"Because he was wearing a mask, I couldn't see his face."
Where is he/she?
Jiang Qingwan asked again.
This time, Mo Yunhan pursed his lips again.
Jiang Qingwan raised an eyebrow slightly.
"The Imperial Palace?"
Mo Yunhan suddenly said, "Tomorrow, I will have someone read out the imperial decree of marriage."
He didn't explain anything, but Jiang Qingwan had already guessed pretty much everything.
It seems that the people in the palace have learned of her abilities and want to kill her to prevent future troubles.
She smiled, a slight curve to her lips.
"Mo Yunhan, why do you think that a mere imperial decree of marriage can protect me?"
The man's eyes were deep and dark.
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