Anyone who opens their eyes to find themselves holding a severed, lifeless head, staring right at them, would be terrified.
The group screamed and threw the head they were holding away, shrieking in terror.
Four round human heads rolled around on the ground, and Yun Jinxiu, who had the worst mental fortitude, fainted from fright at the sight.
Yun Jincheng's face turned deathly pale, cold sweat poured down his back, and his voice trembled.
"He...they were all assassins Father sent last night, and that bitch...she killed them all...all of them?"
He didn't even dare to utter the word "bitch" that he usually used, as if he was afraid that the woman would suddenly appear and twist his head off.
Yun Zhihong's eyelids twitched nervously, and a tingling sensation spread from his scalp to his heels.
Those were four ruthless assassins, each of whom had taken a great deal of his effort and had successfully carried out numerous assassination missions to eliminate dissidents.
It was a major taboo for court officials to keep assassins, and he only dared to secretly train twenty of them, just in case.
He thought killing two women would be as easy as killing chickens, but unexpectedly, four of them died without explanation, including the most powerful leader.
That was his most prized trump card, his skill was no less than that of the royal guards, yet his neck was snapped so easily, and he died a swift and decisive death.
Yun Zhihong had previously disregarded Qi An, but now, seeing the lingering fear in the leader's wide-open eyes, he finally felt afraid.
Han's legs were so weak she couldn't even stand up, and she stammered:
"Next it's our turn. She'll definitely kill us. She's coming soon..."
"Shut up……"
Yun Zhihong turned his head and shouted, but suddenly realized something was wrong, "You...your head..."
When Han touched the top of her head, she felt it was completely bald, and immediately let out another scream.
"Ah... my hair..."
She looked up and cried, "Master, Jincheng, you...you've lost your hair too."
The two touched it and found it to be true.
Looking again at the unconscious Yun Jinxiu, she was also a shiny, hard-boiled egg, with a cheeky grin on her head.
The group was so frightened by the dead head that they didn't pay attention to anyone else. Only now did they realize that they had all become bald.
What does it mean that you can kill the assassins, return their heads, and shave their heads without anyone noticing?
Yun Zhihong's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat.
This means that... if the person who came wanted to kill them, their bodies would already be stiff by now.
She...she actually hid such terrifying strength all this time, what a deep cunning!
Actually, they're overthinking it. The real reason is...
After delivering the heads, Fu Gui, feeling bored, decided to practice his hairdressing skills on a whim and drew an emoji.
"She's warning us. What should we do, sir? Should we report her to the authorities?"
Han was crying and trembling.
Having lived a life of luxury, she had never seen such a bloody scene and dared not even look at the human heads on the ground.
"Idiot!" Yun Zhihong roared.
"Do you want everyone to know that I, the dignified Prime Minister, was almost killed by my own illegitimate daughter, and in the end, I was so scared that I wet myself and went to report to the authorities?"
"How can I face the court after this? What will the emperor think of me? How can I be worthy of being the prime minister of a country if I can't even manage my own household?"
Han was completely at a loss: "What should we do? That bitch... she was so ruthless, we can't just wait to die like this."
Yun Jincheng added, "Even if we give up, I'm afraid she won't let us go. Father, we must strike first."
Yun Zhihong pondered for a long time before finally making up his mind: "Don't act rashly. Stabilize her first, and then..."
He said viciously, "I want to execute her in a fair and square manner."
The current emperor is obsessed with cultivating immortality and has great faith in the teachings of demons, ghosts, and gods.
If it is confirmed that the wicked creature is a demon, she will surely die.
After sharing his thoughts, Han and Yun Jincheng strongly agreed.
"Great! This way, Father can also earn a reputation for upholding justice even at the cost of his own family."
"Master is the best. We must make her die in extreme pain to make up for the humiliation we have suffered."
Han touched his bald head, his heart bleeding with hatred.
She was born beautiful and took excellent care of herself; even after having two children, she still looked graceful and charming.
Standing next to Yun Jinxiu, she looks like a sister, and she's no less beautiful than the empresses in the palace.
Therefore, what she was most proud of was her appearance, but now...
She doesn't need to look in a mirror to know how terrible her appearance is.
Moreover, she noticed that since yesterday, the old man hadn't looked at her at all.
Even a fleeting glance reveals only disdain and disgust.
As the wife of the Prime Minister, it would be impossible for Yun Zhihong not to mind that his body was seen naked by a group of men yesterday.
Now that Han has become bald, Yun Zhihong, who already had a fondness for young and beautiful women, has developed a dislike for her.
Han naturally understood his character.
She gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "It's all that damned little bitch's fault."
She was filled with regret.
He didn't regret his past actions, but rather regretted not killing that vile mother and daughter sooner, otherwise he wouldn't have suffered this humiliation today.
The three of them came up with a plan, but the biggest problem arose: how could they go out without hair?
In the sweltering heat of midsummer, you can't exactly wear a hat, can you?
Han's gaze fell on the hair of several trusted maids who had fainted on the ground...
In Yun Jinxiu's small courtyard, chickens and dogs were running rampant, while in Butterfly Courtyard, there was a silly and joyful atmosphere.
In the exquisite and luxurious room, Qi An leaned lazily against the chaise lounge, with chilled fruit on a small table beside him.
A screen of light floated in mid-air, clearly showing the figures of Yun Zhihong and his group, as if it were a live broadcast.
Fu Gui was gesturing wildly as he showed off his talents to Qi An.
"Haha, Sister An'an, look how shiny those heads are! I shaved them with a kitchen knife, you know. Isn't my skill amazing?"
Qi An smiled and gave her a thumbs up, praising, "Great job, you can start making money now."
With another way to make money, Fugui was overjoyed.
She waved her hand to dispel the light barrier, then plopped down next to Qi An.
Fu Gui picked up a fruit and ate it while saying, "That old bastard actually tried to accuse you of being a monster. He's so stupid I can't even bear to criticize him."
Qi An chuckled: "You know what, that old man has a pretty sharp eye."
Indeed, pointing at the demon god and calling him a monster, he actually guessed the correct answer.
"Should I go and kill them all?" Fu Gui casually suggested.
Qi An waved his hand: "Don't be so rude."
Just as the mission takers thought this killing goddess had changed her ways, they heard her say calmly:
"Killing them with one blow is no fun. I prefer to play them until they break down and despair, and then crush them."
The mission taker trembled and hugged himself tightly, not daring to utter a sound for fear of disturbing the God of Death and having him strangled.
The big boss said that her current task is to clear the water out of her brain.
The Hidden Prince's Mansion.
Yuan Bai stood up excitedly as he looked at the intelligence presented by his subordinates.
"It really is her. I knew I hadn't mistaken her for someone else. Yunyan is the little girl who saved me back then."
Thinking of that beautiful, ethereal, and exceptionally skilled woman, Yuan Bai felt an irresistible urge to conquer her.
Compared to those delicate, pretty women, this is the woman who truly deserves to stand beside him.
Although he was of humble status, he was not an ungrateful person and wanted to repay her for saving his life back then.
Given time, when he ascends the throne, as his woman, she will naturally be of immeasurable status.
"Yunyan, I've got you!"
Yuan Bai strode out, ordering, "Prepare the carriage. I am going to the palace to ask my father for a marriage decree."
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