Then he would see if there was any way to persuade Qi Jiajun to join his master, so that his master would have more help.
But he didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected surprise.
Not long after the two left, a group of soldiers appeared. After searching for a long time, they left.
In the next few days, Xunmi had been recuperating. She didn't see Luo Kai's master, but she knew that he had conveyed her message.
Because Xunmi had already died once, when she woke up and faced such a situation again, it was allowed for her personality to change.
What's more, Xunmi didn't really violate her character setting. At most, she was a bit cold, a bit cruel, and a bit stronger.
But outsiders had never seen Xunmi, so they didn't know what her original ability was.
As the child of a general, the original owner of the body had to learn the art of war, spear, and horse skills. Of course, she mainly learned needlework.
The Marquis once told Xunmi that his only regret was that he didn't have a son to inherit his legacy, so he passed on everything he knew to her.
He hoped that when she had a son in the future, she could pass it on to her son and let the Marquis Zhong mansion continue.
In the end, this hope was still shattered.
But now it was her. Even if the Marquis Zhong mansion fell, she would make it stand up again.
The original owner's wish was simple and even cruel, to kill her enemies.
— — —
'Hey, have you heard? Miss Qi of the Marquis Zhong mansion came back to life.'
'Why haven't I heard? I heard that even the King of Hell couldn't bear to see the Marquis Zhong mansion end up like this, so he sent Miss Qi back to redress the injustice.'
'But how can a little girl like her fight against that?'
'Stupid and incompetent thing, sooner or later her position will be taken away. Just wait and see.'
— — —
In the Sui Country, the customs were relatively open, and the opinions were very bold. It was just that the control of women was very strict.
Xunmi walked through the crowd with a gauze hat, and the smile on her face widened. The law couldn't punish the majority.
Now everyone in the capital was discussing this matter. If that dog emperor who couldn't distinguish between right and wrong knew, would he kill everyone?
When she stepped into the restaurant, her name was mentioned again.
"I'm sure everyone knows about the first daughter of the Zhong Marquis Mansion. Rumor has it that she is an outstanding beauty, a beauty capable of causing the downfall of a city or state. Anyone who has seen her would want to take her for themselves."
"But she had high standards. Even if the eighth prince had a noble status and tried to curry favor with her, she still resolutely broke off the engagement after discovering the eighth prince's actions. However, she was secretly harmed by the narrow-minded eighth prince."
"The Marquis has loved this daughter dearly since she was a child. How could he let it go? He went to the Emperor to ask for an explanation, but he didn't expect that he would lose his entire family. It's really sad."
A rough man holding a wine jar secretly looked around, as if he was afraid that others would hear the news he was talking to the person at the same table, but his voice was unexpectedly loud.
"The old doctor from the Hall of Eternal Spring personally examined Miss Qi's corpse and determined that she was dead. The mourning hall of the Zhong Marquis' mansion had already been set up, but in the end, they gave it to themselves."
"One of my friends originally wanted to go to the Zhong Marquis' mansion to steal some things to earn some money for wine, but in the end, he was scared witless by Miss Qi who crawled out of the coffin. At that time …"
The voices behind her were still ringing out. Xunmi stepped onto the second floor and sat by the window of the private room. She looked at the people coming and going below with a faint smile on her face.
She was waiting, waiting for an imperial edict.
She played with the cup in her hand. She didn't know what kind of decision that old thing would make after knowing this.
There were hundreds of people in the Zhong Marquis' mansion. Hundreds of people. She closed her eyes and calmed the killing intent that rose up again.
"Trash, trash. I asked you to come up with an idea. What can't you do? What's the use of us raising you?"
In the dazzling main hall, the man sitting at the highest position pointed at the group of ministers kneeling below and scolded.
"Pass down the order. Kill that Xunmi for us. If anyone dares to spread rumors, kill them all."
The middle-aged fat man whose face was red with anger said viciously. What was the Zhong Marquis mansion? He was the Emperor. Whatever he said was law.
The entire world was his. Who dared to be impudent?
"Emperor, you mustn't." The ministers urged in unison. If the Emperor still did this at this time, wouldn't he be cursed by the people of the world even more?
The one who won the people's hearts would win the world. How could the Emperor still not understand this after so many years?
If the Emperor hadn't ignored their opposition and executed the Zhong Marquis mansion, and even punished those who pleaded for mercy for the Zhong Marquis mansion in court, how could this matter have happened?
"Impudent. Zhen is the Emperor. If zhen says it's okay, then it's okay. Don't speak anymore. Pass down the edict."
Fiercely slapping the armrest of the dragon throne, the Emperor was furious. He didn't care about the expressions of the ministers below and left with a flick of his sleeve.
The ministers kneeling on the ground saw that they couldn't stop him. Some were happy, some were worried.
"If the Emperor continues like this, it will be over sooner or later."
"Prime Minister, be careful with your words. Let's go, ai."
An old man with a long beard was helped up by a slightly younger man. They walked out of the main hall together.
At this moment, they all clearly sensed that the change of dynasty wasn't far away, because this Emperor was no longer the Emperor who was far-sighted and righteous.
In a somewhat deserted palace, weeds grew everywhere. The deeper they went, the worse the rotten sores became.
Turning around a rockery covered with yellow moss, Luo Kai, who had just come down from court, knelt respectfully in front of a man in a black brocade robe.
"Master, as you expected, that thing did indeed give the order to kill Miss Qi."
The man with his back to Luo Kai curved his sexy thin lips. "I can't compare to her godly foresight."
His hoarse voice had a unique magnetism. It was very deep and gave people a sense of security that they could rely on.
It also made people willingly submit to him and give up their lives for him. This was the charm of his personality.
Luo Kai was startled. This was the first time his master had taken the initiative to talk about someone. But if it was that person, he didn't feel surprised. After all, she was very strong.
"Master, Miss Qi said that if you've thought it over, we'll meet at Huai Shang Jiangnan during the Fireworks Festival."
Recalling what that person had said to him when he went out in the morning, he inexplicably felt that she was actually very compatible with his master.
He couldn't be blamed for thinking that way. The main thing was that she had arranged the time. The Fireworks Festival was the only time a year when a woman could go out freely to meet a man.
So … hehe …
"Oh? Is that what she said? I understand. "The smile on his lips widened, and a feeling of joy rose in his heart.
The Fireworks Festival, huh? He was looking forward to it.
There was a custom in the Fireworks Festival. If a woman invited a man, it meant that the woman was interested in the man. If the man agreed, they could talk about marriage.
As for XunMi, who didn't know what the Fireworks Festival was, she foolishly flirted with someone else without even realizing it.
If she knew the meaning of the Fireworks Festival, she definitely wouldn't have arranged this time. It was really … a big misunderstanding.
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