C2

Everyone in the Imperial City fell into an unprecedented panic due to the Longyue Kingdom. The citizens' faces were full of worry, and the ministers returning to the palace were equally worried. This was because the guardian beast had been roaring uneasily for nearly two hours already, as though it had sensed some sort of powerful threat.

Could it be that the country will be in trouble, and the people will suffer from the war?

In the imperial garden, the Imperial Advisor's expression was grave and grave. In front of him were several dozen stones, each placed in a unique position. At this moment, the Imperial Advisor was still holding onto the last stone in his hand, yet it hadn't settled yet.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't.

In the dark, there seemed to be some power preventing him from completing the final step of his calculation.

"State Grandmaster, how is it?" The emperor was waiting at the side. Upon seeing the state the Imperial Advisor was in, he couldn't help but ask worriedly.

The Imperial Advisor shook his head. He began to form a complicated hand seal with his other hand. From the beads of sweat on his forehead, it could be seen that this hand seal was not an easy task for him.

However, the Imperial Advisor's hand seals stopped abruptly. He let out a loud shout, wanting to force his way in, but just as he was about to do so, he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed onto the ground.

"State Grandmaster." Startled, the Emperor personally helped the Imperial Advisor up.

"This Penniless Priest is incompetent and is unable to pry into the mysteries of heaven." The Imperial Advisor's expression was heavy as he stared at the chaotic scene in the sky. However, the Emperor knew. An existence that even the Imperial Advisor could not calculate, it could only mean that the other party's Dao arts were much stronger than his. Or perhaps, this existence was beyond the scope of human knowledge. For example, a god.

Just as the citizens were feeling uneasy, in a remote courtyard, a person was carefully operating a type of refining technique. His face showed a hint of excitement, as if he didn't notice the difference in the atmosphere of the city.

Long Yueling felt that she was in an endless darkness, and in the end, under numerous summons, she walked towards the light.

When he opened his eyes, he discovered that he was sitting on a chair. Opposite him was a young lady with a strange appearance. She was muttering to herself with her eyes closed.

His gaze shifted to the side. It was a few simple pieces of old furniture that gave off an ancient feeling.

"You are Long Yueling, the only direct descendent of Prime Minister's Palace, the eldest miss. I am your master." Seeing that she had woken up, the young girl who was muttering some words revealed a happy expression. She shook a bell in her hand and said to Long Yueling.

Master? Long Yueling's expression turned cold, and all the memories belonging to the body's owner flooded into her mind at this moment.

She was the one and only young mistress of Prime Minister's Palace, and her mother was the Grand Princess of the imperial court. Since she was young, her body was weak and sickly. Furthermore, she did not have any talent for martial arts, so she naturally could not be doted on by her father. This also caused her to have no status in the family.

Yesterday, Aunt Ru came to find trouble with her and punished her to kneel in the snow for six hours. This made Long Yueling, who was weak in the first place, directly fall sick.

It seemed like she had crossed over, and the person who replaced her body had survived.

"Long Yueling, I'm your master. Do you know that you can't betray me? The young girl's gaze was burning, the bell in her hand was shaking gently according to a certain pattern, and the energy fluctuations from the bell made Long Yueling's gaze sink.

Lu Hanxiang was the daughter of Concubine Feng, who had entered the sect before her mother, and she was the only one who had defended herself. Concubine Feng made a mistake in her early years and was always ignored by her father. Fortunately, she had a general uncle, so Lu Hanxiang's days in the Prime Minister's Palace were not too difficult. Every time she was tormented by those aunts, she would secretly deliver medicine for him to eat.

"Drink this medicine and your body will be better." Sensing that Long Yueling's gaze was off, Lu Hanxiang picked up the soup and passed it to her.

Long Yueling took the medicine bowl, placed it in front of her nose and sniffed it lightly, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

Surprisingly, there was something in this medicine that made people lose their minds. The dosage was very small, but it couldn't be hidden from a person like her, who had undergone all sorts of poison training since she was young.

Raising her eyes, seeing Lu Hanxiang's hopeful eyes, Long Yueling suddenly grabbed her lower jaw and fed her the medicine in the bowl.

On the other side, Lu Hanxiang was still coughing non-stop as she walked over to the table beside him. There, the remnants of yesterday's medicinal dregs had yet to be poured out.

According to what Lu Hanxiang said, this pill was to nourish the body. However, Long Yueling discovered that there was a type of chronic poison inside, which was also very small, but could not be detected by her nose. This poison could slowly corrode a person's life force. From the outside, one wouldn't notice anything out of the ordinary, but in fact, the inside of the body was most likely destroyed.

Weak body with many diseases? They were all created by Lu Hanxiang.

The hatred that came from the owner of his body surged into her brain, causing Long Yueling's killing intent to be revealed. As the new owner of this body, Long Yueling had already decided that she would take revenge for her wrongdoings and her revenge. She would definitely seek justice for the dead princess and herself.

She turned around and met Lu Hanxiang's terrified eyes. The aura around her suddenly increased, scaring her to the point that her legs went limp and she fell onto the ground.

"Lu Hanxiang, what were you trying to do just now?" Long Yueling sized up Lu Hanxiang's clothes, on it was drawn a terrifying totem, on her neck was a necklace with a skull engraved on it, it looked extremely strange.

Lu Hanxiang was also currently at a loss of what to do. She never would have thought that the person she could summon back wouldn't just be Long Yueling's residual soul, but a complete Long Yueling.

She felt that everything was too unbelievable, but she knew that her thoughts had been discovered by Long Yueling. But since when did Long Yueling have such an astonishing aura, to the point that it made her tremble in fear?

"Yue Ling, I summoned your soul back. Otherwise, you would have died long ago. I think you are living in too much pain. Even though you hold the title of a princess, you are just a good-for-nothing. Everyone can bully you. If it were me, if I were the one controlling your body, I would definitely not let you live in such a pathetic state. I did it for your own good. "

Trash? From now on, the two words had nothing to do with her.

Long Yueling would never think that Lu Hanxiang was the one who summoned her. But Lu Hanxiang's goal was already obvious.

For her own good? For the sake of her own good, he would feed her poison from a young age and wait for an opportunity to kill her so that she could become her puppet?

Lu Hanxiang still wanted to say something, but Long Yueling once again made a move, heavily pressing the back of her neck. Lu Hanxiang cried out in pain. Her eyes that were previously clear and bright turned misty, and a foolish smile hung on her face.

"F * ck off."

Hearing that, Lu Hanxiang laughed and turned to leave.

If not for the fact that she was still unable to contend against the mighty general, today would be the day of Lu Hanxiang's death.

"The thousand gold Prime Minister's Palace, the princess of Longyue Kingdom, seems to be inconsistent with the rumors. "Could it be that it has something to do with that matter …" A sudden voice interrupted Long Yueling's thoughts. She raised her head and was shocked to see the figure on the roof.

Wearing a light blue gown, the sleeves and the hem were embroidered with a white crescent moon ornament. Her appearance was picturesque, alluring without losing any masculinity. His black hair moved despite the absence of wind, his light blue eyes were shining, and his thin lips formed a smile that was not a smile.

What a devilish man!