Chapter 135 (2/2)

Little eight said, “Of course, Xianwang said and his spy is deeply hidden, even if the big boss is reborn, not all of them can be discovered.”

Nan Xun sighed, “It’s really the child of fate, even if the big boss is left hanging to dry. Little eight, I ask you, if I eliminate the evil value of the big boss in advance, he won’t be killed by Xianwang?”

Little eight hesitated for a moment, “Life can be preserved, but I don’t think he can preserve the throne. He’s already notorious. I think it’s a bit too much. In fact, compared with the original, the big boss has become more benevolent under your influence, but he’s still a tyrant in the eyes of outsiders.”

After a pause, little eight said again: “According to the trajectory of the original world, in less than three months, Xianwang and the Qin family will begin to make their big moves. Do you think before that, you can eliminate all of the big boss’s evil values?”

Nan Xun thought quietly for a while, and her drooping eyes suddenly lifted, “Impossible, there’s not enough time.”

On the way back to the Moon Palace, Nan Xun directly poured that packet of powder into the water while the big boss stared at her. Wasn’t she courting death by holding onto this packet of powder?

Little eight suddenly said, “Why did you pour it into the pond ah? There are so many fishes in this pond, what if you poisoned them?”

Nan Xun yelled ah, “I just forgot! By tomorrow early morning, wouldn’t all the fishes in the pond be turned over on their white bellies? Then, I will feel really guilty.”

When Nan Xun returned, Yanmo Han was already waiting in the Moon Palace. Now, he basically moved his government affairs to the Moon Palace. If he had nothing to do, he would catch Nan Xun to bake pancakes and then be chewed out by her for being a spermatozoon brain.

Seeing that Nan Xun had return, Yanmo Han skillfully carried her in his own arms and continued to read the secret report on the table.

Nan Xun adjusted into a comfortable posture in his arms, wrapped her hands around his neck, then read with him.

“Brother Han, this thing doesn’t look like a memorial to the emperor.”

Yanmo Han bowed his head to kiss her face, then explained: “It’s a secret report from my spy.”

Nan Xun was a little surprised, reached out and pinched his ear. “You can look at such an important thing in front of me. Aren’t you afraid that I’ll leak it, ah?”

Yanmo Han suddenly put his hand down and looked at her sideways with a serious expression. “I don’t want to keep any secrets from you.”

Nan Xun suddenly smiled brilliantly. She rubbed Yanmo Han’s face and deformed it.6 She seemed to casually ask, “Brother Han, did you really not hide anything from me?”

Yanmo Han thought of the report from the shadow guard. Then his eyes dimmed, and he asked instead, “Yao Yao, if I did something bad to you before, will you forgive me?”

Nan Xun pouted slightly. “That depends on what it is. There’s no heinous crime you can commit that won’t let me forgive you.”

Yanmo Han hugged her fiercely and kissed the woman eagerly on her exposed slender, white, tender neck and whispered, “Yao Yao, Yao Yao, I really love you. You must believe me that no matter what I done, you must believe me …”

That night, Yanmo Han pancakes baked like crazy. Nan Xun felt that half her life was gone, and the other half was still floating in the sky.

Early the next morning, in the noisy imperial garden, all the fish in the pool died. They turned over and exposed their white bellies. At first glance, the palace maid screamed in fright.

The news spread somehow. Some people hinted that this was a sign of God’s anger. God was dissatisfied with the tyrant’s rule of the country, so there was a strange phenomenon.

Nan Xun, the culprit: …