Chapter 177 Why Didn't She Die?

Ling Chu looked at the dozens of corpses lying silently in the system scan with an expressionless face, and then popped a handful of ashes in his hand out of the car window.

She dared to allow so many assassins to kill at the emperor's feet in broad daylight. She could probably guess that the person behind this was the second prince.

Since time travel, she has been living a low-key and tolerant life, just trying her best to earn money and merit to prolong her life.

But there are always people who have trouble with her.

She didn't want to confront the second prince, but because she helped Ning Chuyi last time, he tried to get rid of her again and again.

If she didn't fight back, anyone would want to round her up and flatten her.

I just hope that by this time, those who think she can bully at will will be able to think carefully about whether she is a soft persimmon.

Ling Chu put the shovel and hammer back into the system and quietly told Xia Zhi, who was driving the car, "Go to Fuyuan Street."

She was originally going back home, but just when she used the shovel and hammer to deal with the assassin, she absorbed another jade stone.

Of the two pieces of jadeite that Ning Chuyi gave her, only one is left.

She had to buy a few more coins to prepare. If someone sent someone to assassinate her one day, she would always have the ability to protect herself.

Xia Zhi was originally frightened by those hidden arrows, but seeing that they were all blocked by the shovel, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he heard the screams just now, Xia Zhi didn't know that those who attacked him were dead, and he was worried that they would come and kill him again.

When she heard Ling Chu asking her to go to Fuyuan Street, she quickly drove away in a carriage.

Just as the carriage started to move, Ling Chu smelled the smell of corpses.

Knowing that something was wrong, he immediately flipped his wrist and took out a stack of ghost-repelling charms.

Just like that, more than a dozen swords struck at the carriage.

Fortunately, these swords were transformed into evil spirits. If these were real swords and guns, the carriage would have been torn apart.

With a wave of his hand, the stack of ghost-repelling charms was thrown out immediately.

Those puppet souls were immediately bounced away by the talisman.

Ling Chu opened the car curtain, and there were more than a dozen assassins in black lying on the ground.

These assassins had sharp arrows stuck in their foreheads and had large dents in their knees.

What people are like before death is what they will be like after death.

At first glance, these assassins were the same people who failed to assassinate her just now and were killed by shovels and hammers instead.

Unexpectedly, these assassins were so loyal that they would come to kill her even if they became puppet spirits.

After seeing the dozen puppet souls getting up from the ground, they slashed at her with swords.

Ling Chu simply got out of the carriage with the bodhi whip.

Those assassins had just died and had no idea how powerful the Bodhi whip was, so they all came over with their swords.

In order to save energy, Ling Chu first slapped them with a whip, and while they were howling in pain, he threw out a stack of amulets.

Then he threw out a container containing puppets, rolled the dozen puppet souls into the container with a whip, sealed it, and cast a sealing formation on it.

After finishing that, get on the carriage again and go to Fuyuan Street.

Ling Mansion.

Ms. Dong wore an ordinary and inconspicuous dress. After quietly going out, she hired a carriage from a carriage and horse dealer and went straight to East Yulin Street.

After getting off the bus, Mrs. Dong took out a bunch of copper coins to pay the fare and sent the driver away. I looked back and found nothing wrong, so I walked through two small streets.

Finally, we came to a secluded Chunfeng Tea House, walked around to the back, looked back for a while, and then walked into the backyard.

Standing in front of a private room, Mrs. Dong looked around again, then raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door.

Soon, a maid came and opened the door.

Ms. Dong stepped in and walked around a landscape screen. When she saw the girl sitting by the window, who was wearing exquisite and luxurious clothes, she immediately broke into a smile.

Walking over quickly, Dong couldn't wait to ask, "Yao'er, how are you doing recently?"

The girl was drinking from a cup of tea, but the maid who had just opened the door said proudly, "Of course our girl is doing well. The emperor just made her the county head a few days ago."

"Really, that's great." The smile on Dong's face became even brighter.

After the maid served tea just now, she turned around and exited the private room, closing the door for the two of them.

Mrs. Dong knew that the maid was a confidant and would guard the door to prevent others from approaching.

"Then... Yao'er, are the prince and princess okay with you?"

Han Yao put down the tea cup and said with a smile, "They have always been very good to me, you don't have to worry."

"That's good, you're doing well, then..." The self-proclaimed word was almost on her lips. Han Yao could see her brows furrowed, so she could only swallow it back.

He forced a smile and then continued, "Then I'll be relieved."

As soon as Dong finished speaking, the smile on Han Yao's face faded, "Although this teahouse is clean and there are not many people, you still have to pay attention to the fact that the walls have ears. There are some things that you should not say if you can."

The smile on Dong's face froze, and she felt a sense of loss in her heart.

For more than ten years, she has never called that name even once. It would be a lie to say that she is not disappointed.

At this moment, she felt bitter in her heart, and regret was spreading.

Han Yao raised her eyes and glanced at her, took out a banknote from her purse and pushed it to Dong's hand, "I know you have been having a hard time recently, please take this banknote and use it.

You don't want other people to know about our relationship. Only when I live well can you live well. Don't worry, I will always remember your identity. "

After finally meeting him, Mr. Dong didn't want to make the atmosphere tense, so he finally smiled.

"You're right. It's right to be cautious. As long as you're doing well, I'll be relieved."

Seeing that Dong's face had regained its smile, Han Yao said, "How is she doing recently? I heard that she was seriously ill and unconscious not long ago, and the doctor asked her to prepare for her death. Why didn't she die, but came back to life?"

Dong frowned. Although she didn't want to mention the disaster star, it was clear that she was curious and couldn't bear to refuse.

"Originally, the doctor did ask for her to prepare for her death. I also thought she would not survive. Who knew that the Jinyiwei commander invited the imperial physician for her, and then she woke up."

Han Yao's face turned cold, "It turned out that Lord Ning invited the imperial physician for her. No wonder she escaped the death."

"What death?"

Han Yao came back to her senses and shook her head hurriedly, "Nothing."

It's good that she didn't die. The words of the real person reminded her that it was better to keep the disaster star than to let her die.

In the future, she can get merit and luck from her like cutting leeks.

Although the emperor appointed her as the county lady, she wanted to be the princess more.

Han Yao took out a piece of talisman paper and handed it to Dong, "Take this talisman paper back and keep it safe. It will be of great use to me. As for how to use it, I will send someone to inform you later."

Dong originally wanted to ask what it would be useful for her, but seeing that she didn't want to say more, she had to give up.

Han Yao saw her carefully put the talisman paper into her purse, and was satisfied, "Okay, I'll go first. I still have to go to Fuyuan Street. My mother's birthday is coming soon, and I have to pick some jade for her to make jewelry."

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