Jingming quietly moved a few steps to the left, forming a triangle with Zixuan and Chiyan. The noise just now attracted the attention of the mansions on both sides of the alley, and this place was a concentration of high-ranking officials and nobles. Kaifeng Prefecture sent many yamen runners to inspect. Even if Zixuan and Chiyan joined forces, he was not afraid. As long as he dragged it for a while, someone would come to help him.

Nangong Huang opened the small paper bag that Zi Xuan ran over and found that there were several purple pills with a longan-shaped smell. He did not hesitate and immediately took out the clean water bag that he brought on, pinched the girl's mouth, and fed her one. He believed Zi Xuan's words, Silk Satin was just a poor and humble girl, and there was no need for them to harm her on purpose.

After letting Silk Salon take the pills, Nangong Huang looked carefully at the two people facing each other in front, and slowly retreated with Silk Salon in his arms. The robbery he planned was completely over. Now with the seriously injured Silk Salon, there is no need to stay here.

Zixuan and Nangong Huang left, and slowly began to retreat. When she and Chi Yan made this plan, they never thought that a Shushan Sword Immortal would appear. When the old Taoist Jingming unexpectedly appeared here, both Zixuan and Chi Yan lying on the ground had realized that their plan had failed.

The old Taoist Jingming watched Zi Xuan leave coldly. For him, Miss Prime Minister's safety is the most important thing. Moreover, Chi Yan is still lying here now, and he has guessed that the person who saved Zi Xuan is Chi Yan. As long as Chi Yan is still there, Zi Xuan will not be able to escape.

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"One worships heaven and earth, two worships high halls, husband and wife worships each other..."

The Shangshu Mansion was extremely lively. For the two wealthy families, the morning robbery incident was just a small episode. In addition, the only sober Taoist Jingming deliberately concealed it, which did not affect the progress of the wedding.

The old Taoist Jingming looked at Chi Yan who was drinking and drinking at the banquet coldly, and thought to himself. He had just been communicating with the bride Huiqing in the room, hoping that Miss Prime Minister would help him with his help to eliminate demons, but unfortunately Huiqing was still hesitant and could not make up his mind.

Perhaps outsiders of the two wealthy families did not believe the incident in the afternoon. This was a premeditated robbery. The Prime Minister learned the truth through his old ways. Although Chi Yan fell to the ground like others and did not reveal any flaws, Huiqing knew in his heart that if she had no doubts at all, she would definitely be deceiving herself.

Now the two have married. If Chi Yan is a demon, then Huiqing's actions can be understood by the world. But if Chi Yan is proven not a demon in the end, then Huiqing is equivalent to betraying his husband. Even if Chi Yan and others have no idea, Huiqing, who grew up in a big family, has been receiving ritual teachings, and has taken it as his responsibility to take care of his husband and children, cannot accept his behavior.

However, what if Young Master Chi Yan is really a demon? Huiqing, who was sitting silently on the edge of the bed, slowly pinched his palm. In this world, humans in the secular world know that there are gods and demons, and she also witnessed the magical methods of Taoist Jingming with her own eyes.

Miss Prime Minister lowered her head and slowly let go of her palm. In her hand was a talisman with a faint divine light...

...

"Huh!" Chi Yan closed the door heavily and wiped his face. Although he was a demon now, he was worried and felt a little drunk under the madness of everyone.

After entering the room, the young man calmed down, turned to look at the bead curtain between the living room and the bedroom, and sighed softly. The servants had already put hot water on the basin rack in the living room, and asked him to wash his face. Chi Yan buried his face in the water, and hesitated, and the pretty little face appeared in his mind again.

"Crazy!" The young man suddenly raised his head, and his confused eyes gradually became clear. It's not too late now. As a monster, he has many ways to get rid of this predicament according to his own wishes. He can free himself from this marriage by killing Huiqing or letting himself disappear.

Originally, he was wrong. How could such a thing be solved without hurting others? He couldn't kill Huiqing. In the past five years, even if the Prime Minister had not reached the level of a confidante, the two of them had always respected each other and had a very close relationship.

Then he can only disappear by himself. Although it may hurt his two nominal parents, he can at least use some excuses such as practicing Taoism and becoming a monk, so that the two old people will not feel the pain of losing their children.

Chi Yan once had the idea of ​​letting Silk Salon become his concubine, having two beauty and enjoying all the blessings of the whole person. He knew that Huiqing and Silk Salon might accept this arrangement, but in the deepest part of the young man's heart, he himself could not accept this arrangement.

The young man seemed to vaguely feel that this arrangement would cause great harm to all three people in the future. And when the old Taoist Jingming appeared, he even more felt that the old Taoist priest who looked at him with his eyes squinted, he should have already clarified his true identity.

Huiqing listened to the footsteps in the living room and walked towards him slowly. Then his eyes lit up. The red veil covering his head for the day had been picked down. Looking at the smiling young man in front of him, a warmth flashed in his heart. Thinking of five years ago, this young man followed his father into the Prime Minister's Mansion, his face also had such a faint smile.

At that time, I always felt that this smiling face attracted me so much, but I couldn't see through what the meaning was hidden behind it. But now I think about it, it should be a kind of helplessness and sorrow.

Mr. Chi Yan, are you really a demon? Huiqing's eyes were dazed. Can I grow old together with a demon?

"Huiqing, come here to sit!" The drunkenness on the young man's face had dissipated. He smiled and pointed to the eight-sided table in the bedroom. He took the wine pot on the table and poured a glass for both of them. "You and I get married today, I want to tell you some things..."

"My husband, what are you going to say?" Huiqing's eyes fell on the wine glass on Chi Yan's hand, and his eyelids jumped involuntarily. He hurriedly took two steps forward and held the young man's hand, "You... you have drunk a lot outside, so don't drink it in the room..."

"I toast this glass for you. I must drink it. After drinking it, I have something to say!" The young man sighed, gently pushed away Huiqing's slender hand, and at the same time he picked up another glass of wine on the table and handed it to Miss Xiang Guo.

"Don't drink it!" Huiqing's eyes flashed, and he grabbed Chi Yan's arm with a slight pleading.

"..." The young man's heart moved, his eyes fell on the wine glass, his nose twitched slightly, and his long eyebrows were raised high.

"You...you can drink it if you really want to drink it!" Huiqing saw Chi Yan's expression and fell to the wooden bench next to her as if she was exhausted.

"I really want to ask for it!" Chi Yan's face slowly calmed down, he looked at Miss Prime Minister Huiqing deeply, raised his wine glass, raised his head and drank it all.

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