Early the next morning, the servants found the prince dead on the bed, with protruding eyes and purple face.

The Duke of Jin loved his legitimate son the most and always took care of his mischief. However, when his son died suddenly, the Duke of Jin fainted again and again.

The people in the house wanted to bury the prince, but when the Duke of Jin woke up, he drove them away.

He looked at the talisman that fell to the ground, his eyes showing anger, "Chu Nanli! Your talisman is useless at all! You have to pay for it with my son's life!"

He shouted and had his son placed in the coffin.

He really couldn't swallow this breath, so he took the coffin and blocked the door of Anyang Houfu.

Although it is cold winter and the wind and snow are falling, the people are never absent from the excitement.

People from the Duke's Palace of Jin shouted loudly: "Chu Nanli, you are an incompetent person who has harmed people's lives and lost all conscience!"

The sound is not quiet and continuous.

Not only ordinary people, but also dignitaries living on the street came over to see what was going on.

Someone was shouting outside, and the people in the Anyang Hou Mansion would naturally know.

As soon as the door opened, Chu Hanlin and Shen led the people out.

Nan Li followed behind.

The Duke of Jin's face was full of grief. When he saw Nan Li, he quickly stepped forward, as if he wanted to grab Nan Li so that she could pay for his son's life.

Chu Hanlin's face darkened and he took action to stop him.

"Duke Jin, you insulted my daughter, and now you want to do it at will?"

Shen, who was usually delicate, also stood aside, not taking a step back.

The Duke of Jin said coldly: "The talisman drawn by your daughter is of no use at all. It killed my son. She should pay for my son's life!"

Everyone in Kyoto knows that Miss Chu Liu has spent time in a Taoist temple, is proficient in Taoism, and has even saved the current emperor several times.

Not only that, but now he has opened a shop specializing in selling talismans.

Saying that her talisman is useless, could it be that Chu Nanli has been pretending to be a ghost? She has no real talent at all?

Chu Hanlin was furious and wanted to refute.

But Nan Li had already taken a step forward. Her temples were rosy and creamy, and her expression was indifferent. "I remember that you brought your son to my shop before, but I didn't draw any charms for sale."

"You didn't draw the talisman at that time, but I asked someone to help me and bought your talisman!" Jin Guogong said, and then took out the remaining talisman seals and asked Nan Li to open his eyes and take a closer look, "This is what you drew.

The talisman is of no use at all!"

Nan Li glanced at it casually and realized that the ghost-expelling talisman was probably drawn by a third-rate Taoist priest. It had some effect, but not much.

This talisman cannot withstand evil spirits like the Duke of Jin.

"Duke Jin, I didn't draw this talisman, and I don't know who you asked for help, but I can tell you that you were deceived." Nan Li said.

Of course the Duke of Jin didn't believe it and said: "Now that my son is dead, you naturally deny her. Come here! Capture her!"

He brought many guards with him.

At the command, everyone rushed forward.

Chu Hanlin also wanted to call someone.

But someone was faster than him, and there was a sound of horse hooves in the street, which already made people's scalp numb.

It was Yesi Heng who came, followed by the black armored guards, fully equipped.

The people automatically gave way.

The guards of the Duke's Mansion of Jin were also forced to retreat.

Ye Siheng's eyes were dark and emotionless, and he only said coldly: "Duke Jin, do you dare to take one of my king's men?"

The black-armored guards all looked fierce, with their hands on the sabers at their waists.

It seemed that as long as Yesi Heng said a word, they would draw their swords and kill everyone in the Jin Duke's mansion.

The Duke of Jin swallowed his saliva, but he had rolled around in the court hall before being intimidated by Yesi Heng and unable to say a word.

He gritted his teeth and said: "Ninth Prince, I just want to ask Miss Six to come to the Emperor and explain everything clearly!"

"You haven't found out yet, and you're going to complain to the emperor?" Ye Siheng was still on the horse, condescending and disdainful, "I might as well tell you that the Madam Yan you entrusted to me didn't get the Ali painting at all.

Madam Yan wanted to gain favor from you, the Duke of Jin, so she went to the Sanqing Temple outside the city to draw amulet."

Is this the truth?

The Ninth Prince is the god in their minds, so what he says is naturally credible.

The people looked at each other, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

Who else goes to Sanqing Temple now?

If you look for a Taoist priest from any small Taoist temple to draw talismans, they will be better than those from Sanqing Temple.

Duke Jin's eyes widened with anger, but he still didn't believe it. He pointed at Ye Siheng and his fingers trembled slightly: "How is that possible? You must be trying to excuse your fiancée!"

"Yes or no, the Duke of Jin sent someone to Sanqing Temple to ask, and he will know clearly." Ye Siheng's face became more and more indifferent.

At this time, Mrs. Shen also said: "Yesterday, my cousin did come to ask for amulets, but my daughter refused without saying a word. Duke of Jin, you came here with a coffin to block the door early in the morning. It is so unlucky. This rumor

How should you explain it to the emperor?"

The Duke of Jin clenched his fists and wanted to go to Yan Mansion to ask for details.

Ye Siheng twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Dong Jin, they just gave you a few useless talismans, but they didn't attack Mr. Ling, so what can you do? Even if you sue the emperor's brother

Go there, your son also died of illness, you'd better take Mr. Ling back quickly and have a glorious funeral."

Nan Li couldn't help but look at Yesi Heng.

It turns out he is so venomous.

Sure enough, the Duke of Jin was so angry that he almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

Fortunately, there were servants who supported the Duke of Jin and gave him heart-protecting pills, so he didn't pass out in public.

The Duke of Jin stared at Nan Li, gritted his teeth and said, "Nan Li, you are entirely to blame! If you had been willing to draw the talisman, my son would not have died at all!"

"He is haunted by evil spirits and his life is about to end. I will not go against the will of heaven." Nan Li looked directly at him.

"You're talking nonsense!" Justice Jin said, "You speak so righteously. If your parents, your brother, or the Ninth Prince were haunted by evil spirits and were about to die soon, would you save them or not?"

Everyone stared at Nan Li, wanting to know her answer.

"They won't do evil things, so there won't be any evil spirits haunting them and harming their lives. If there were, I wouldn't go against the will of heaven and defy destiny." Nan Li said sternly.

Both Chu Hanlin and Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

If their son does something wrong, they will teach him and will not let their daughter bear everything.

When the Duke of Jin saw that she spoke out without any hesitation or fear, he immediately choked and was speechless.

Nan Li said again: "Dong Jin, you have allowed your son to do evil things. Now it is just a cycle of nature, and good and evil will be rewarded. I advise you to take it as a warning, instead of seeking revenge and harming others again."

Has."

The Duke of Jin gritted his teeth.

It is true that he cannot sue Mrs. Yan and her son, but he can secretly manipulate them so that they will not see the sun tomorrow!

But when people are filled with hatred, they often cannot listen to advice.

Nan Li has already said that this cause was planted by Mrs. Yan and her son. No matter what the consequences are, they will have to bear them.
Chapter completed!