Chu Qingluan laughed angrily and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Have you forgotten your identity, Minister Xie? It is not your turn to ask who I want to get close to."
Xie Yunqi's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he grabbed her wrist with incredible force: "Are you protecting him?"
"Identity?" He suddenly pulled her closer and lifted her chin with his other hand: "Then Your Highness, do you want to feel now whether I have the right to ask?"
His lips were almost touching hers, his breath was hot and dangerous, Chu Qingluan's heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to remain calm and said, "Xie Yunqi, what are you crazy about?"
Xie Yunqi laughed hoarsely, his eyes were cold: "Which hand did he use to touch you? I will stomp his hand off right now!"
"Within three days, I will kill Yun Yan!"
The veins on Chu Qingluan's forehead throbbed. With Xie Yunqi's personality, he would definitely do what he said.
If he really kills Yun Yan, it will not only alert Chu Hong, but also put both parties in danger.
The people of Youzhou City only know Chu Hong but not the imperial court. So what about outside Youzhou City? Are the surrounding cities also like this?
In the current Chu, how much power and troops truly belong to the imperial power?
Chu Qingluan didn't dare to gamble.
"you……"
She rubbed her aching temple and suddenly reached out to grab his collar, "Don't you trust me?"
Xie Yunqi's body froze.
"Yun Yan is just a chess piece." She softened her tone and reached out to straighten his loose collar: "But Prime Minister Xie cares so much about you, maybe he wants to eat..."
Before she could finish saying the word "jealous", she was suddenly pressed into his arms.
Xie Yunqi buried his head in her neck, and said in a muffled voice: "Chu Qingluan, you'd better not lie to me."
Chu Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief, but her whole body tensed up when she heard his next words:
"Otherwise, I don't mind letting Yun Yan have a taste of what it's like to be cut into pieces."
…
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The next morning, before daybreak, there was already a bustling crowd outside Langanju, and it was very lively.
Hundreds of White Lotus followers gathered here, holding torches and hoes with fanatical expressions.
Several men in coarse clothes stood at the front of the crowd, trying their best to stir up emotions.
"Everyone, the Saint has predicted that the witch lives in this mansion. Only by killing this witch can our Youzhou City be peaceful. Otherwise, within three months, the plague will be rampant and the land will be barren for thousands of miles."
The others followed suit: "That's right, kill the witch and bring peace back to Youzhou!"
"Burn down this demon's nest!" One of the tall and thin men took out a crumpled yellow paper from his arms, "This is a spell bestowed by the Saint herself. It can break the evil spell of the demon woman!"
Following the instigation of several people, the crowd quickly became boiling, and some people began to pick up stones on the ground and smash the door.
The wooden door groaned as it could not bear the weight.
An old woman knelt on the ground and wailed in pain: "My grandson was fine the day before yesterday, but he passed by this witch's mansion yesterday and ate a fruit that fell from the tree in the yard. He died on the spot!"
"It was this witch's evil magic that killed my grandson!"
When everyone heard this, they became more resolute in their thoughts. Some even took a step back, fearing that they would be contaminated by the evil magic around them.
Just as the crowd was getting excited, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe suddenly stood up and shouted:
"Wait a minute, everyone!"
"You all keep saying there's a demon girl here, but has anyone seen one with their own eyes?"
This man was Mr. Zhao, a famous silk merchant in the city. His shop had been smashed three times because he refused to pay tribute to the White Lotus Sect.
"The White Lotus Sect said there was a demon in the west of the city, so they smashed the west of the city. If they say there is a demon in the east of the city tomorrow, will they even dig up their own ancestral graves?"
There was an immediate commotion among the crowd.
Some people have calmed down and began to look at the leading men of the White Lotus Sect with half-belief and half-doubt.
"Mr. Zhao is right!" A young scholar also stood up, "My sister was once said by the White Lotus Sect to be possessed by an evil spirit, and she was forced to drink magic water to death."
"Bullshit!" the leading White Lotus sect member shouted angrily; "She is not sincere!"
"What a dishonest heart!" A lame old man also stood up and accused: "My leg was broken by you because you said you were dishonest. It is obvious that you, the White Lotus Sect, have committed many evil deeds and brutally killed those who disobeyed you. You are the evil cult and you deserve to be killed!"
The crowd gradually split into two groups, and the quarrel became louder and louder.
The situation is about to get out of control.
In an inconspicuous corner, Zhixia and Li Yao, each wearing a bamboo hat, exchanged glances with each other.
At this moment, a clear bell sound suddenly came from behind the crowd.
"The Saint has arrived——"
At this time, the crowd separated like a tide and lined up on both sides.
Gu Yanran was seen in a plain white gauze dress with a cinnabar mole on her forehead, and she was walking slowly, surrounded by eight boys in white.
She tapped her toes lightly, and lotus flowers bloomed with every step. Wherever she passed, believers knelt down and worshiped her with great piety.
"My dear believers."
Her voice was ethereal, with a tone of compassion, and her eyes slowly swept over Mr. Zhao, who was in the lead, and the lame old man.
"Last night, the Virgin Mary appeared in my dream, saying that today there will be a demon woman who will confuse people..."
Mr. Zhao, the lame old man and others' faces changed. Just as they were about to speak, they saw Gu Yanran raise her hand and wave. Suddenly, a golden light shot out from her sleeve and turned into the shadow of a golden lotus in the air.
"Mr. Zhao."
She looked at Master Zhao with pity, "Your brows are dark, clearly infected by evil spirits."
Mr. Zhao widened his eyes and shook his head repeatedly.
"If you don't believe me, see for yourself!"
As Gu Yanran spoke, she took out a bronze mirror from her bosom and asked her men to pass it to Mr. Zhao.
Sure enough, in the bronze mirror, Mr. Zhao's face was actually covered with a layer of black air! It looked particularly strange.
At this time, the onlookers were in an uproar and retreated in fear.
In the blink of an eye, the area around Mr. Zhao, which was surrounded by people just now, suddenly disappeared without a single figure.
"As for this old man..."
Gu Yanran suddenly turned her gaze to the lame old man, and suddenly reached out and pressed on his broken leg——
The next second, the old man screamed and several wriggling black worms crawled out of the wound!
"ah!"
Everyone stepped back in fear, their faces filled with disbelief.
Gu Yanran sighed with pity: "My father-in-law has been bewitched by a witch."
She turned to face everyone, her voice suddenly raised: "Do you still have doubts now? That evil woman is in this house. If we don't get rid of her, today it's Mr. Zhao, tomorrow it could be any one of you!"
The performance was so realistic that even the people who had originally doubted it began to waver.
Li Yao cursed inwardly in the crowd: "What a vicious plan!"
Zhixia was also surprised when she saw Gu Yanran wearing a veil.
She never imagined that the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect was actually Gu Yanran!
She is not dead!
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