My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Chapter 20 String of Beads
  The bedroom is scented with warm fragrance.

The curling smoke exhaled from the mouth of the incense burner beast covered the sticky fishy smell.

The young man is half leaning on the beauty's couch, his arms are draped lazily on his left and right sides, and his broad sleeves with golden patterns are hanging down. It's not yet cold in September, but a black crane cloak is already draped over my shoulders.

He tied up his hair today, revealing the outline of his handsome and pale face. The eyelashes are thick and slender, and when they flicker, they draw a solitary line under the eyes.

The lights were dim and half of the body was in shadow, which reminded people of tigers and leopards dormant in the mountains and forests.

Yan Conngling took a few steps forward.

Only then did I notice that there was a bloody corpse trampled under that ink boot...

Judging from the clothes on her body, she is a maid from the Seventh Prince's Palace.

"Azhi, it's taken care of."

Ning Fengli raised his foot and kicked it lightly.

The woman in goose-yellow clothes who came in earlier obeyed the instructions.

She walked so softly that her voice was almost inaudible.

"Sit down and talk."

When Ning Fengli faced her, his expression was much more relaxed.

Yan Conling pulled up a small stool and asked, "Is the prince feeling better lately?"

Although the secret guard was in a hurry.

But judging from Ning Fengli's current state, it doesn't look like he's suffering from poisonous hair.

"Why are you asking about this suddenly?"

The young man leaned forward, as if he was curious about the wedding dress she was wearing. He looked at her and asked, "The clothes are tied in such a hurry... Why are you here now?"

Recalling the half-dead look of the fox demon when he left, Yan Conling had a headache.

"My subordinates thought that the prince was poisoned again. It seems that there was an error in the message."

"My king's orders are never wrong."

Ning Fengli sat up straight and went back, stroking the green ring finger with her fingertips, and suddenly made a cold sound.

"Let Renyi go and receive the punishment!"

Yan Conngling suddenly realized.

In the eyes of outsiders, the relationship between her and Ning Fengli was probably just a matter of time, and the people in the Seventh Prince's Mansion probably thought so too.

If she enters the Seventh Prince's Palace, she will be even more powerful. In the future, it will be more convenient for Ning Fengli to take medicine.

I just didn't expect that she would get married in a blink of an eye.

Married to someone else.

Therefore, the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was not worried. He specifically chose the wedding night to send the message. This was probably the last chance for the secret guard to fight for his master.

"It's also a good intention."

Yan Conling took the tea poured by Ah Zhi and thanked her.

She knew that secret guard.

But we have been working together for so long and have been busy with our own affairs, and we have never spoken to each other.

"The only thing the secret guard has to do is to obey the master's orders completely."

Ning Fengli's expression didn't soften at all, "If all his subordinates are like him and deliberately spread the wrong message out of selfish motives, wouldn't they miss something important?"

He took the purple clay teapot and refilled the tea.

"A rare natural spirit body left outside in the vast world will have a much greater effect than being trapped in the high-walled palace of this palace with its wings broken."

This is also the reason why Yan Conngling did not choose to cover for each other with Ning Fengli after being spotted by Concubine Yao.

Yan Conngling sighed, "But all the subordinates are here, so we can't go back with empty ears, right?"

"This was taken from that maid, look at it."

There was a swipe.

The round and red beads were lightly thrown on the tea table in front of them.

Yan Conling was stunned, "...bracelet?"

The carefully carved face of the Bodhisattva is lifelike, with lowered eyebrows and closed eyes, expressing compassion and charity. Ning Fengli: “Look again.”

I had seen it on the hand of the lady from Shangshufu before, but I only had a quick glance at it and didn't observe it in detail.

Seeing this bright red string of beads now, Yan Conling couldn't help but look solemn.

Reach out and turn it gently, and the beads will make a crisp sound when they collide.

The original Bodhisattva fell face down, the lights were dim, and the flickering candlelight illuminated the ferocious fangs and bloody mouths above.

Where are the Bodhisattvas?
  It was clearly a spooky evil ghost Rakshasa.

"Your Majesty..."

Thinking of what Miss Shangshufu said, many people asked for this bracelet.

People's lives were at stake. Yan Conling couldn't sit still or drink tea.

"I'll go take a look."

She put down the tea cup and was about to leave.

"Not urgent."

Ning Fengli stretched out his arms to stop her, "You may not be able to get in in the middle of the night. You'd better wait until the token I requested from the Sixth Emperor is received tomorrow."

The Demon Suppression Department has a charter.

Except for really special places like the Imperial Palace, movement is not as restricted as others. What's more, if it's a temple, why do you need to ask for a token?
  Yan Cong Lingpin felt a little uncomfortable, "What the prince means is..."

"You sit down first."

The sound of tea being poured into the cups was heard again.

Ning Fengli rolled up one of his sleeves and pushed the tea in front of her. The hot air was thick, and the girl's eyes were dark, but her cheeks still had the greenness that had not faded at this age.

It has only been two years since she left the mountain.

A sword that has yet to be sharpened.

"Have you never heard of the new temple in the north of the city?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl raised her face and replied, "I remember that there used to be a small temple there. It was left over from the previous dynasty. It is said that only an old monk lived there. But it has been abandoned for many years and is dilapidated. …”

"Concubine Yao in the palace suddenly had a dream a few months ago." Speaking of Concubine Yao, Ning Fengli twitched the corners of her lips imperceptibly.

"I dreamed that a red light fell on the north of the imperial capital, like the sun was shining in the sky, and that location was the ruined temple. Oh, so my father who ignored me ordered the repairs the next day, and asked my sixth brother to supervise the work, and it still remains today. It’s not finished yet.”

"Not finished yet?"

Yan Conngling frowned slightly.

A rough calculation, it should be within this six months.

It just so happened that she had been assigned a lot of assignments in the past six months and spent most of her time traveling.

Even if he returned to the Imperial Capital, he didn't stay long. He went to the Seventh Prince's Mansion for bloodletting and then rushed to the next one. The gossip news was not so well-informed.

But even so, the ruined temple was not that big originally, but it has been repaired until now...

Is the old emperor planning to cultivate a flower?
  Ning Fengli, who received her suspicious look, said, "I have sent Ah Zhi to investigate a few times, and now the practice is almost complete. People can pay homage and offer incense on the first day. I heard it is very effective. So there are more and more pilgrims in the past six months.”

"But only the innermost hall where the jade statues are kept is not allowed to enter."

Yan Conling's expression became more solemn.

This means that those who asked for beads and wishes have never even seen the face of the jade statue.

Only across the main hall to worship.

"The slave tried to enter the inner hall at that time."

On the side, Ah Zhi, who had been keeping quiet as a listener, stepped forward and said politely, "But that hall has a yellow paper sign posted and it is prohibited. As expected, the servant was worried that it would alert the snake, so she didn't go in in the end."

Yan Conling clenched the bead string tightly, "So, what will happen to people who wear this thing?"

"The flesh and blood are gradually being eaten away. The brighter the color of this bead string, the closer the person wearing it is to death. The most interesting thing is..."

The young man smiled, pointing to the land where the faint smell of blood still remained, his eyes dark.

"She wants to kill me."

(End of this chapter)