No way!

He couldn't go out, let alone let Jiang Yunqing know who he was.

If Jiang Yunqing was really her, the one who was killed by him with a glass of poisonous wine, how could she recognize him?

How ruthless that man was, he had experienced it firsthand.

She once regarded him as an overstep, and she could spare her life in order to win the country for him, but when she noticed that he was suspicious of her, and when she was forced by him to die rather than die, she was merciless.

After her death, she traded with people with the country she had taken for him, and through the hand of the man who had been his enemy, she killed him with her own hands.

She sent him to the supreme position, and also single-handedly buried the country she had taken.

In her eyes, whoever bears her will be the enemy of the world, and those who see her will ...... Kill it.

If she knew who he was, she would probably not have the slightest friendship when she saw him again, but would not hesitate to kill him.

All the surprise and excitement of Li Guangyan froze on his face, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest, his face instantly turned pale, and the whole person sat on the ground in a gloomy manner.

……

"Master?"

The movement inside alarmed Jiang Yunqing.

She couldn't help but look up: "What's wrong with you?" ”

There was silence for a long time before a much colder voice came out.

"It's fine."

Jiang Yunqing didn't know that the people inside had guessed her identity, and she didn't know that the "high monk" she thought was actually the third prince Li Guangyan.

She heard the voice that suddenly became cold inside, and only thought that the "high monk" was angry with her very angry words just now, and she didn't bother to talk to her again, although she thought it was funny, she didn't force her to talk to him again.

In fact, Jiang Yunqing knew it in his heart.

She is too angry, and her vindictive spirit is too strong, and even her temperament is a bit like a demon in the eyes of righteous people, and she never knows what it means to repay grievances with virtue.

When she assisted the dogs, her hands were stained with a lot of blood.

Many people scolded her for being vicious and ruthless, and even more so that she was a traitor and villain.

So she never thought that the "senior monks" in Luoxia Temple would agree with her.

Jiang Yunqing saw that the people inside were reluctant to talk to her, so she stopped thinking, turned around and put down the golden scissors and was about to leave, but who knew that her eyes suddenly fell on the small scissors.

I saw that where the scissors were sharp, there was a wick that had just been cut.

When the candlelight shined, she saw that there seemed to be something wrapped in the wick.

"What is this?"

Jiang Yunqing frowned, took off the wick, put it on his hand and rubbed it gently, and saw a very small piece of yellow paper appear inside.

She couldn't help but be stunned, turned her head to look at the oil lamp next to her, picked up the wick with bamboo tweezers, and saw that the wick that she had cut a little too much was indeed wrapped in something, and even faintly smelled a smell of burning paper when she got closer.

Jiang Yunqing's face changed slightly, and he directly picked up the wick and put it on the side of the oil lamp, and took the bamboo tweezers to open the dark part under the lamp oil, and the contents were exposed.

It was a layer of pale red plain wax, and the bottom was actually a TD yellow rune paper.

"Smack!"

Jiang Yunqing's eyes were full of frost, and he directly reached out and tore off the wick on the oil lamp, and poured out the lamp oil inside.

When he saw clearly that the dense mantras on the rune paper were not at all what Buddhism should have, and there were also the eight characters of Meng's birthday, Jiang Yunqing's eyebrows furrowed tightly.