After receiving the emperor's message, Yin Tong hurried to Ying'an Palace. Seeing Rong Chaoxi almost falling asleep on the table, he apologized:
"Your Highness, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Our Majesty is timid, so I'm afraid I won't be able to see you today. Please forgive me."
"No problem." Han Qinmo didn't care and pushed Rong Chaoxi. "Let's go back."
Rong Chaoxi shuddered, mumbling, "It's over so soon? Why not have a banquet? This emperor is so rude!"
The girl came here just to have a feast. The emperor was too stingy, so she would not come next time.
Yin Tong smiled and said, "Since we're already in the palace, why don't we go to the Holy Spirit Valley and sit for a while."
The Holy Spirit Valley is where the holy sons and daughters of the Southern Kingdom and their clansmen have lived for generations. In the valley behind the imperial palace, there is a mountain passage that leads directly to the valley entrance.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the courtyard where Yintong and Yinmu lived.
There is also an old friend inside.
"Miss Ji, why are you here again?" Yintong frowned.
Ever since she came to them for treatment, this girl has been like a dog-skin plaster, sticking to them. She comes every now and then, and doesn't do anything, just talks. She says she likes Yintong very much, but Yintong has no feelings for her.
Fortunately, she didn't do anything detrimental to the Holy Spirit Valley, so they just let her go.
"Atong, we have known each other for three months and we are considered friends. You are like this again. I am so sad." Ji Zhu pretended to wipe her eyes.
The corners of Yintong's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned around and beckoned Rong Chaoxi into the house, "Chaoxi, I have raised a lot of poisonous insects that are good for the body. I'll take you to see them."
Hearing the insect, the little girl happily followed it.
Everyone went into the house. Jizhu stood at the door. Yinmu came around with a bowl in his hand and asked, "We are all guests. Why don't you come in and take a look?"
"No, no..." Ji Zhu hurriedly thanked him for his kindness, glanced at the bowl, and took a few steps back in fright. A bowl of golden brown pearls, the brother and sister were still as devilish as ever.
Yinmu glanced at her, chuckled and walked into the house, "Chaoxi, come and try the crispy cicada pupae I made, they are delicious."
"Wow, it smells so good."
Rong Chaoxi enjoyed the meal so much that Yinmu asked Han Qinmo to try it as well.
Han Qinmo said no, thank you, he’s not hungry.
Ji Zhu took a few deep breaths outside the door, mustered up the courage to go inside, looked at Han Qinmo, and asked with a smile, "Who are these two?"
She pretended not to know him.
"Prince Dongwu, Princess Dongwu." Yinmu introduced them briefly: "Patients who come to seek medical treatment and do not follow the doctor's orders."
The 49 days of feeding the medicine were a chaotic time. Yintong and Yinmu had to take out all the insects to dry in the sun almost every day. But the girl was obviously scared to death. She screamed every day, but she refused to run away and just endured it.
"So it's the Crown Prince and Princess. I've long admired you." Ji Zhu bowed respectfully. "I heard that the god of Dongwu is the Crown Prince. Seeing him today, I can see that he truly has the deity of an immortal."
Her smile was a bit flattering. "Is this rumor true? Is His Highness really a god above the nine heavens?"
Han Qinmo raised his eyes silently. Ji Zhu felt a weight all over her body, as if something was pressing down on her.
Han Qinmo spoke slowly, "It's just a rumor." He turned to look at Rong Chaoxi and smiled cheerfully.
The heaviness disappeared, and Jizhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed like he was recognized, but he didn't suppress himself immediately?
Jizhu couldn't understand it, just as they couldn't understand why she came to approach Yintong and Yinmu.
On top of a tree on a high mountain, Rong Chaoxi looked in the direction where Ji Zhu had left, "What on earth are they going to do?"
Han Qinmo said: "Create chaos in the mortal world, attract the gatekeepers to suppress it, and give Mo Jilin a chance to escape from the divine world."
"But what can we do in the mortal world?" Rong Chaoxi didn't understand. "Entering the spirit world from here is even more troublesome."
"Maybe there's a backup plan." Han Qinmo said, "Let's see first."
The two were about to return to the cottage in the valley when they suddenly saw a demonic riot in the city. After saying goodbye to Yinmu and Yintong, they quickly rushed over.
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"Kill, murder, run away..."
On the busiest street in the royal capital, the crowd was in a panic. Some people fled from the murder scene, while others walked towards the scene with a calm expression.
"Wait! Why did you attack me so casually!" Rong Yuanyou was holding the spear and wanted to go up and fight, and he wanted to strangle it to death.
Wait, I also want to strangle him, 'Didn't you call me first?'
Today, Rong Chaoxi and Han Qinmo entered the palace, so Rong Yuanyou went out for a walk with Rong Xuqing and others. Not long after they arrived on this street, they met a gangster second-generation rich man who spoke rudely to him and tried to touch his sister, so the two sides started fighting.
Seeing that he was about to hit an innocent person nearby, Rong Yuanyou shouted "Wait".
He had originally wanted to stop the fight and avoid harming innocent people, but the spear, as if it had heard the order to eat, immediately let loose and slaughtered the crowd. It even killed those who were watching the fun!
Five people were lying on the ground in a chaotic manner. The scene was extremely chaotic, and officers and soldiers were rushing in from all directions.
When Han Qinmo and Rong Chaoxi arrived, they were already in the government office.
The prefect sat in front of the desk, Rong Yuanyou, Jiang Lingyu, Rong Xuqing and Jiang Zhiyuan stood in the middle, and the deceased was covered with several pieces of white cloth.
The second-generation rich man sat on the right armchair with a bruised face and a look of arrogance and indignation.
"So what if you are Dongwu nobles! Killing innocent people is also a capital crime! Drag them away and behead them immediately! That girl stayed behind, she didn't do anything."
"You..." Jiang Lingyu tightened his grip on the soft sword at his waist, but Rong Xuqing held him back.
"Sir, we didn't kill anyone." Rong Xuqing defended, "These people are not ordinary people, they are demons."
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