Chapter 153 The poor little girl who was married off VS the inhumane prince 38
Nangong Mo looked at the hundred-year-old ginseng that had not been given away, his eyes darkened, and he suddenly felt irritated.

"Someone, come and take this ginseng to the Crown Princess!" he shouted to the person outside the door.

"Yes, His Royal Highness!"

Soon someone came in and took the ginseng away.

The Crown Princess was very happy to receive the ginseng sent by the Crown Prince. All the depression she had felt in the past few days disappeared and she began to like everything more.

Princess Zhaomin suddenly disappeared and could not be found, and the one who was most sad was the eldest princess.

Inside the Dharma Hall.

The eldest princess knelt in front of Master Huicong with red and swollen eyes, crying inconsolably and extremely sad.

Just because Master Huicong told her that her Min'er had been killed.

"Wow... Master Huicong, do you know who the villain is who killed Min'er?"

There was a hint of cruelty in the eldest princess' eyes, and when she looked at Master Huicong in front of her, her face was full of tears.

Master Huicong sat cross-legged on the futon, looking at the tear-stained face of the eldest princess in front of him, and said, "Sorry, I can't figure it out either."

This was also what was strange to him, he only figured out that Princess Zhaomin had been killed, but he had no idea who had harmed her, he could not figure out anything.

His calculations were extremely accurate, and this was the first time this had happened.

The eldest princess started crying again upon hearing this, and her expression became even sadder.

"Master, is it true that you can't predict anything at all?"

She looked at Master Huicong with tearful eyes and asked again without giving up.

Anyone who dares to harm Min'er deserves death.

Master Huicong glanced at her and sighed, "Although I can't predict who would harm Princess Zhaomin, I know that Princess Zhaomin had her own misfortune."

"It's all your own fault? What do you mean, Master?"

The eldest princess was stunned and stopped crying. She just looked at Master Huicong, obviously not understanding the meaning of these words.

Huicong suddenly said, "Amitabha, donor, good deeds will bring good results, and bad deeds will bring bad results. Princess Zhaomin must have done something secretly to end up like this."

He said it with absolute certainty.

The eldest princess frowned in thought.

What did Min Er do secretly?
She suddenly remembered that Min Er had always told her that it was Yu Yao who harmed her, and if she asked her to do this or that...

Could it be that Min'er did something to Yu Yao, causing that woman to retaliate, causing Min'er to encounter this accident?
Then, I thought of the clues I found in Dali Temple, saying that Yu Yao also went to the back mountain that morning...

Her eyes narrowed instantly, and a ruthless look flashed across them.

Regardless of whether the murderer was Yu Yao or not, she would blame this woman for this matter.

Since Min'er hated her so much when she was alive, then she should go down and accompany Min'er.

It would be good to have someone accompany Min'er on the road to the underworld.

Master Huicong noticed the change in the eldest princess's expression and shook his head slightly.

Then he put his hands together and chanted, "Amitabha!"

He bowed and said aloud, then got up and left.

When the princess saw Master Huicong suddenly leave, she was also stunned for a moment, but she didn't care.

Soon he also stood up and left.

……

The people from the Dali Temple stayed in the Wan'an Temple for a few days, but found nothing and had to leave helplessly.

Of course, Princess Zhaomin was still not found, and the case became an unsolved case.

Wan'an Temple returned to peace, and the seven-day water and land ceremony finally came to an end.

As the water and land ceremony came to an end, Yu Yao and the others left Wan'an Temple and set off for Beijing.

Although the road was difficult to travel on, the carriage was running very smoothly and I hardly felt the bumps.

Inside the carriage.

Yu Yao was in a daze out of boredom. She had almost finished reading the scripts she brought with her and had nothing to do at the moment.

"If Yao'er is bored, why not take a nap!"

"I don't want to sleep!"

My head is flattened from sleeping so much every day, how can I get so much sleep?

Nangong Yan stretched out his hand and held her in his arms, smiling softly, "Since you are bored, let's do something meaningful."

She raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her in confusion, "What's the meaningful thing?"

"You'll know soon!" Suddenly, a dry kiss fell on Yu Yao's soft lips, carefully and tenderly.

After the kiss, Nangong Yan held her in his arms, his heart beating strong and fast.

"Yao'er, I think I seem to have fallen in love with you. Do you feel it? It's beating for you."

Nangong Yan originally thought that he had married a wife who suited his heart. As time went by, this wife became more and more suited to his heart.

Her every smile, every move is so charming and alluring.

He felt that he could no longer live without her and was willing to give everything for her.

Yu Yao was in turmoil and suddenly felt a little guilty. She knew that Nangong Yan was sincere.

The favorability has risen to 88, which means love. If it rises to 90, it means deep love.

But she was lying to him. Nangong Yan, will you hate me when you know the truth?

She is very worried.

She had feelings for both Ye Beichen and Mo Jue, but she just couldn't like Nangong Yan. It was really just a mission.

The main reason is that Nangong Yan is not her type. She doesn’t like the kind of man who appears gentle on the surface but is extremely sinister inside.

It always feels fake, like I'm wearing a mask all the time.

In comparison, Ye Beichen and Mo Jue are much more sincere, passionate, and crazy, and they feel like they are burning everything.

She likes that feeling too.

Yu Yao knew that as a tasker she shouldn't have any feelings, but she just couldn't control herself.

If she hadn't withdrawn from her emotions at the end of each mission, she wouldn't know if she could continue with the next mission.

She looked up at the man in front of her, feeling a flash of guilt.

Nangong Yan, I'm sorry, I can give you everything except love.

Although I thought so, what came out of my mouth were different words.

"Master, I heard it!"

She took Nangong Yan's hand and placed it on her chest: "It's beating for you too."

"Don't call me Master from now on. Call me Yan. I want to hear you call me that."

Yu Yao was slightly startled, then she said with a smile: "Yan."

"Just call me like this from now on, every day."

Nangong Yan tightened his grip around her waist, his eyes gentle and full of tenderness.

Suddenly, an arrow shot in from outside the carriage. Fortunately, the carriage was strong enough, so only a little bit of the cold and sharp arrowhead was exposed, and most of it remained outside.

But even so, Yu Yao was also startled, and then her expression became alert.

Nangong Yan's expression turned cold. Although he did not bring many guards with him, the carriages of several families set out together to return to Beijing.

Even the prince's carriage was inside. Who on earth was so bold as to attempt an assassination?

Outside the carriage came the sound of fighting and the clashing of swords. Gradually, people began to approach the carriage and started slashing at it with swords.

"Yuanchun, protect the Crown Prince's Consort."

Nangong Yan gave instructions to Yuanchun who was protecting outside the carriage.

Then, he pulled out a sword that shone with cold light from the carriage cabinet and said to Yu Yao, "Stay in the carriage and don't come out."

After saying this, he flew out without waiting for Yu Yao to speak.

When Yu Yao lifted the car curtain, she saw a crowd of men in black outside. There were at least dozens of them. Their auras were gloomy and their moves were similar. They looked like specially trained killers.

Yuanchun stood in front of the carriage with full alert, and any man in black who approached the carriage was killed by him without mercy.

Although Yuanchun is Nangong Yan's follower, no one knows that he is also very skilled.

"Where on earth did these killers come from?"

Yu Yao frowned and looked around. She found that these killers did not seem to be a group of people.

One group of men in black surrounded Nangong Yan again.

But it’s not like they wanted to kill him. Although the attacks of those men in black were ruthless, they were not fatal.

It seemed like he just wanted to hurt him.

Another group of men in black were besieging his carriage.

Compared to the group of men in black who dealt with Nangong Yan, these blacks were more ruthless and almost every move was fatal.

Yu Yao knew at first sight that they were targeting her, as she saw that the other carriages were fine but only hers were being attacked.