Chapter 1238
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Her long hair was tied up with a golden crown. Her eyebrows were long like willows, and her expression was cold and calm. Her nose bridge was high, and her lips were bright red. She was indescribably beautiful.
Her long eyelashes were cold, and her pupils were pitch-black. The shape of her long and narrow eyes was extremely beautiful. When her long eyelashes rested on the corners of her eyes, it was as if she was gently caressing the cold mole at the corner of her eyes.
Shen Wanqing looked at the person who had just arrived and blinked her eyes.
Cheng Yuan was also stunned.
Their gazes met in the air, and they were both speechless.
The fake Emissary of Hell's voice trembled. "Great … Great Emperor …"
It's over, it's over. It's all over now!
They actually clashed with the Great Emperor's words. They're dead meat!
Cheng Yuan saw that Shen Wanqing's gaze was evasive. He hurriedly looked away, and his heart was in turmoil.
His fingertips curled up helplessly under his wide black sleeves. The Great Emperor, who had never panicked in the past two thousand years, was completely flustered at this moment.
He quickly averted his gaze and looked at the tied-up Emissaries of Hell. When he saw that they were tied up, the young man frowned.
He calmed his heart and asked calmly, "What's going on?"
The girl lying lazily on the bed crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows. "Are these two Emissaries of Hell?"
Cheng Yuan frowned. "Did they commit a crime?"
There were many new Emissaries of Hell in the past. Cheng Yuan couldn't be sure if these two Emissaries of Hell were from Hell.
"Here, take a look for yourself." She pointed at the baby sleeping on the bed. "This child was born on a Yin day. These two Emissaries of Hell want to take him away."
Cheng Yuan's expression changed when he heard Shen Wanqing's words.
The man looked at them calmly with his long and narrow eyes. Then, he said to Shen Wanqing, "They're probably fake Emissaries of Hell. There have been a lot of fake Emissaries of Hell recently. "
Shen Wanqing shrugged. "Alright, I'll leave it to you then."
Cheng Yuan pursed his lips.
He raised his hand, and a black light appeared on his fingertip. With a light flick of his wrist, the black light on his fingertip drew an incomprehensible talisman in the air.
Half a second later, the rune disappeared and was replaced by White Impermanence.
The white-robed White Impermanence bowed solemnly. "Your Majesty, may I know why Your Majesty has summoned me?"
Cheng Yuan's eyes were cold. He looked at the two emissaries beside him and said, "Take those two imposters back and interrogate them properly."
"Yes." White Impermanence nodded.
The Soul Binding Chains bound the two Emissaries of Hell, and White Impermanence dragged the two ghosts away. When they left, White Impermanence stole a glance at the silent couple. He glanced at the relaxed and lazy future wife, then stole a glance at his own Great Emperor, who appeared to be calm but was actually flustered. He couldn't help but snicker.
Before he could retract his smile, he suddenly saw his future wife looking at him leisurely.
White Impermanence froze, then quickly disappeared with the two ghosts behind him with a silly smile.
In an instant, the entire ward fell silent.
Shen Wanqing yawned and leaned against the bed. She glanced at the baby who was still sleeping soundly, then slowly looked at the young man who was standing at the side with his head lowered and didn't dare to speak.
She raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Why haven't you left yet? This matter of impersonating an Emissary of Hell shouldn't be small, right? Don't you want to go back and deal with it?"
Cheng Yuan pursed his lips and slowly said, "There's Magistrate Cui and the others …"
"You don't care?" She raised her eyebrows.
He said in a muffled voice, "They took the salary of hell!"
"Oh." She calmly asked, "You didn't take it?"
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