Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

Mo Shiyao walked to the cobblestone path beside the pond, looked at the mandarin ducks playing in the pond, and raised her hand.

"Sister Han, look at these two mandarin ducks, they are opposite each other. You and King Nanjing have never met each other, and you have been entrusted with him for the rest of your life. Do you think you will be happy in the future?"

"You don't need to say anything. I have been in the Han family since I was a child, and I have realized this for a long time. Some personal emotions are nothing."

Under the light, Han Ruyan's side face looked like jade on a white wall, with an exquisite face. Her expression was as indifferent as water, and neither sadness nor joy could be seen.

For the Han family, Prince Nanjing, the powerful prince in Jingzhou, was the best marriage partner and the key to whether the Han family could rise again.

If you want to regain a high position in the temple, the support of King Nanjing is extremely important.

For this reason, even if one's own daughter is given away for marriage, everyone in the Han family will approve it.

Han Ruyan has known her destiny for a long time. She was born in a prestigious family like the Han family. She has enjoyed all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, silks and satins since she was a child. The price of the gift of fate has long been secretly marked. Now is the time for her to return the marriage.

"If you want to change the fate of the Han family, only once you reach the Taoist realm can you truly help the family."

Yu Wenjing chuckled lightly, and said slowly with an indomitable domineering attitude: "Instead of relying on others as a backer, why not become the backer of the family yourself. The influence and pressure that a Taoist realm can bring, Miss Han, you It should be very clear.”

These words shocked Han Ruyan's heart and she couldn't help but look at Yu Wenjing.

The Han family can be considered a family of practitioners. The original ancestor also accompanied the founding emperor of the Dali Dynasty on his expeditions in the north and south, leaving behind many spiritual books. However, the family later became lonely and many things were sold and lost.

Nowadays, among the clan members practicing in the Han Mansion, there is no secret realm. Most of them are either studying hard to gain fame or doing business. The number of clan members who focus on cultivation is very small, and most of them are not very good at cultivation.

But this does not mean that Han Ruyan is not aware of the horror of practitioners in the Taoist realm.

If placed in the sect, it would be the supreme elder and sect master level combat power.

Putting it in a big cultivation family, that is the strength that only the ancestor can have.

Even in the Dali Dynasty, the government is now in ruins and talents are withering. If a Daotai level person wants to become an official in the Dali Dynasty and serve for the Dali Dynasty, he can easily hold an important position above the second rank.

Seeing that Han Ruyan was a little shaken, Yu Wenjing continued: "My Guanchao Pavilion is the largest sect in Qingzhou. There are many strong people in the sect. Miss Han has joined us. I dare not say anything else. King Nanjing will never dare to trouble you. . As for the Han family, our sect is willing to recruit a group of young talents to join the sect for training. In the future, even if the Han family is completely in ruins, these clan members can reopen their branches and rebuild a more glorious one. A wealthy family.”

It has to be said that Yu Wenjing's words are full of temptation. With just a slight nod, he can fly into the Immortal Sect and become a key disciple, and the children of the family can also benefit from it.

"This matter placed my parents' expectations on me and disappointed a few of them. I have made up my mind."

Han Ruyan finally shook her head. She and Prince Nanjing were about to get married. If she regretted the marriage at this time, it would be no less than slapping Prince Nanjing in the face, a powerful prince, and would also severely offend him.

She herself was able to enter the Immortal Sect and ignore the smoke and clouds of the world.

But the Han family will definitely be suppressed everywhere, let alone return to the temple, which is my father's lifelong wish.

A group of sect disciples around him were silent. They didn't expect this woman to have such a strong mind.

At this time, a group of people were visiting the viewing room, approaching the front hall area, and heard faint noises.

"What's going on ahead?"

Han Ruyan asked a servant.

"Back to the eldest lady, there are those talented and righteous people who came to take the exam. They said they want to solve the current dilemma of mysterious deaths in the mansion. The master and the others are also in the front hall."

The servants replied repeatedly, glancing at this gorgeous young lady. Unfortunately, she would be married to Prince Nanjing in a few days and would never be seen again.

"Everyone, are you interested in coming forward and taking a look?"

Han Ruyan found an excuse to avoid the previous topic.

"Then let's go and see it together."

Mo Shiyao smiled lightly and walked side by side with Han Ruyan.

The group came to the front hall and found many people gathered here.

There were about a dozen capable people in different costumes, as well as the Han family's servant Hu Yuan, and several elders of the clan.

"Ruyan!"

A middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe, a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and holding a folding fan looked over.

His brows were furrowed and he looked very worried. He was walking in the courtyard, seeming to be thinking about something.

He is Han Ruyan's father, the contemporary head of the Han family, Han Jinghuan.

"Dad, I'll come over here with these young heroes from the Immortal Sect."

Han Ruyan walked in lotus steps and smiled in front of Han Jinghuan.

"Uncle Han, I'm sorry for disturbing you."

Mo Shiyao Shi Ran came over, smiled and nodded.

Miaoyin Temple is not far from Dongsheng City, and the owner of the temple, Si Xinying, and the Han family are somewhat in love.

"It turns out to be Miss Mo. Your master is still fine."

Han Jinghuan stroked his beard, gently shook his folding fan and spoke.

"My master is currently participating in the war to siege Guiling Palace. He has no time to spare and has asked me to come and help deal with this crisis in Han Mansion."

Mo Shiyao spoke very politely. Although her main purpose of coming here this time was for Han Ruyan, she would not say that.

"Uncle Han, most of these applicants have learned minor skills. I'm afraid you won't have much hope if you rely on them."

Yuwen Jing looked at the courtyard and saw the so-called talented people who were performing hard. They were basically some unorthodox practitioners without any sect or school. The means they showed were nothing more than some unorthodox methods such as palm thunder, drawing a prison on the ground, hiding in the earth, calling rain, avoiding evil and asking for divination.

This is still good. Some people are not even independent practitioners. They are simply martial artists. They have learned only a few boxing, swordsmanship and other skills. There are even charlatans who rely on tricks to fool people. They are not in his eyes at all.

"My nephew Yuwen, my family is not at peace now. I don't know what kind of disaster I have suffered. People die suddenly day and night. No matter what the reason is, I have to try it. I only pay a little money, which is nothing."

Han Jinghuan shook his head and did not comment on Yuwen Jing's words.

"If Uncle Han doesn't mind, we can also help out. I dare not say anything else, whether it is a demon or a thief, we have so many disciples from famous and upright sects here, we will not let it go, and we will definitely help you get to the bottom of it."

Yu Wenjing bowed his hands and said confidently, intending to use roundabout tactics to show goodwill to the Han family first, solve the Han family crisis, and then persuade Han Ruyan to have a better chance.

"That would be great."

Han Jinghuan's face was happy. With the help of these upright disciples, the disaster in the mansion would be solved.