"If you become a king or lose a coward, it's useless to talk too much, if you want to kill or chop, let it be!" Lin Fengan snorted coldly, closed his eyes tightly, and stopped talking.

"You don't know loyalty, righteousness and shame so much, how do you want Zhu'er to marry in the future!" The old queen mother glanced at Lin Yaozhu, who was sitting in the corner, not knowing whether to laugh or cry on her face.

"Huh, get married?" Lin Fengan sneered.

"He didn't even think of marrying me." Lin Yaozhu in the corner smiled bitterly, and looked at Lin Feng'an with a little grievance.

"Yaozhu ......" Qiao Xiya heard Lin Yaozhu's words, and immediately understood, it turned out that Lin Yaozhu was also involved in this matter.

"Surprised?" Lin Yaozhu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Qiao Xiya with a smile, "I might as well tell you that I have participated in all his plans, one by one. You haven't found out where the pigeons in the Flowing Cloud Hall came from and where they ended up, right? There is also the painting that sealed Yu Xialiang's ghost wife, do you know how it appeared in Jin'an City? Qiao Xiya, you really want to know, right?" The corners of Lin Yaozhu's mouth were full of provocation.

"Is that you?" Qiao Xiya looked at Lin Yaozhu in disbelief, she suddenly found that her childhood playmate had now become something she didn't recognize.

"Why did you do that?!" Qiao Xiya held back tears and asked, "You don't know that your father is killing himself! Why don't you not dissuade him, but also help him to abuse?!"

"Because that's the only way he will look at me more, respond to me more, and even call my name one more time. Only by doing so can I be worthy." Lin Yaozhu smiled and looked at Lin Feng'an, who was covered in blood on the ground but did not see any wounds, "Father, please look at me again!"

"Crazy, Yaozhu, are you crazy......" Looking at the strange and complicated look in Lin Yaozhu's eyes, Qiao Xiya retreated again and again.

"Someone! Put the father and daughter on death row first! Send someone to me to die! Don't let them die!" Mo Junchen shouted.

As Mo Junchen's words landed, a forbidden army stepped forward and escorted the Lin father and daughter out of the main hall.

"Chang Shiliang, go to the National Teacher's Mansion and tell Su Huaizuo that everyone in the National Teacher's Mansion must be escorted back one by one! I'm going to ask them one by one!"

"Yes."

"In addition," Mo Junchen paused and continued, "Order Gu Chang'an to immediately control all the remnants of Lin Shichong's old army, and wait for them to fall!"

"Yes." Chang Shiliang bowed and left.

Looking at Chang Shiliang's departing back, Mo Junchen sighed softly.

"Your Majesty, now that the crisis has been resolved, why are you still sighing?" Mo Haoning asked.

"The trouble isn't over yet." Mo Junchen glanced around, "Look, after this farce, there are only a few of us who can still stand and talk in the hall, what should these people do?"

"This ......" Looking at the harem concubines and former ministers who were lying around the hall and were so frightened that they passed out, Mo Haoning was also a little helpless.

"Wechen is late!" Just when everyone was helpless, there was a rush of footsteps outside the main hall, as well as Qiao Xiya's familiar voice.

"Daddy!" Qiao Xiya greeted her.

"Dao Chief." Seeing that her father was actually followed by Yun Zhishui, Qiao Xiya couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and hurriedly saluted.

"Shiya." A light gray smoke floated out from behind Yun Zhishui, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a woman with a beautiful face and a slender figure, with a pair of geese flying together and holding a beaded blonde hairpin in a cloud-like bun.

"Yumeng!" Qiao Xiya was overjoyed and grabbed Zhuang Yumeng. Unlike before, Zhuang Yumeng's hand was much more real than before, and it was not even as cold as before.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!" Qiao Qinglin ignored Qiao Xiya's greetings with others behind him, walked straight to Mo Junchen, and bowed his head.

"Xiya, let's talk about it later." Zhuang Yumeng glanced at Qiao Qinglin and stopped talking.

Qiao Qinglin's bowing voice reminded Yun Zhishui and Zhuang Yumeng, and the two of them stepped forward quickly and knelt behind Qiao Qinglin.

"The grass people stop the water, the people are dreaming, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Master Joe, what does this mean?" Mo Junchen looked at Qiao Qinglin puzzled.

"Back to Your Majesty," Qiao Qinglin arched his hand and said, "When Wechen was out to investigate the case, he happened to meet Yun Zhishui who was meditating among the mountains and rivers, and in order to thank Xiya for dying to sue Yumeng, he pulled Wechen to calculate a hexagram, he said that the case that Wechen was investigating did not need to be so bothered to pursue, the suspect would automatically surrender in two months, but Jin Ancheng was in danger and must be rushed back immediately, and he said that the crisis that Jin Ancheng fell into could only be solved by him, so Wechen rushed back with him."

"The clouds stop the water." Listening to Qiao Qinglin's words, Mo Junchen focused his gaze on Yun Zhishui.

"The grass people are here." Yun Zhishui knelt on the ground and arched his hand to Mo Junchen.

"Who are you Zhuang Yumeng?" A few months ago, Qiao Xiya would rather have her skin open than sue the emperor, and Mo Junchen still remembers it vividly.

"Back to Your Majesty, Caomin is Zhuang Yumeng's uncle." The cloud stops the water return.

"You said that Jin Ancheng is in danger?"

"Yes." Yun Zhishui arched his hand and said, "Your Majesty, although you have just taken away two people, the real crisis has not been resolved."

"Tell me about it." Mo Junchen's eyebrows twisted into a pimple.

"Forgive the grass people," Yun Zhishui's eyes showed a touch of sadness, "If we don't stop it, within a month, Jin'an City will become a ghost town." Yun Zhishui paused and continued, "When the grass people stepped into Jin'an City, they only felt that the city was full of resentment, and the wind of yin and evil was about to move, as if there were ghosts and evil things rampant in Jin'an City.

"I've never heard of it." Mo Junchen said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Qiao Xiya was shocked.

The two spoke almost at the same time, which made everyone's eyes wander between the two.

"North of the city, like a homecoming inn. Raise a hundred ghosts." Qiao Xiya said softly.

"Didn't the matter of the Homecoming Inn be solved by the girl who came with you?" Mo Junchen glanced at Mo Haoning with a puzzled face.

"No, it must not have been resolved." The clouds stop the water and cut the railway. He looked at Qiao Xiya, "Miss Qiao, think about it carefully, if you miss any details."

"Details ......" Qiao Xiya lowered her eyes and returned to every detail of Jin'an City.

The hundred ghosts were raised by the unknown divine doctor in the Rugui Inn, and it was she who watched Qiu Yueling's Stygian Flower Thousand Foot Worm suck up the resentment in the inn. And the miracle doctor also turned into a human skin and hung upside down behind the door, and then the new miracle doctor continued to treat the people on the streets of Jin'ancheng......

New Miracle Doctor!

"Peng Qi!" Qiao Xiya and Mo Haoning shouted almost at the same time.