Chapter 130 Si He Qingbao Escapes with the Crown Prince

Chapter 130 Si He Qingbao Escapes with the Crown Prince

The emperor stared intently at them, struggling as his feet left the ground.

"What do you want!"

Zhu Yi threw him to the ground, took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped his hands. "We will not allow Si He and Su Xiao to divorce. We must provide 360 ​​pairs of girls' eyes every year. Not a single pair can be missing."

They are cultivators; if I were to take action myself, I fear I would be entangled in karma.

Having lived for a thousand years, they had only been involved in karma twice, and each time it severely damaged their vitality and stagnated their cultivation.

The punishment they received for chasing Xia Jingheng last time has prevented them from ever returning to their peak.

The Emperor looked up in astonishment at Xuan Yue, "You actually want a little girl to see?"

"You just need to do as instructed; you have no right to ask so many questions." Xuan Yue gave a cold smile.

This is the price paid for being tainted by karma for the first time a thousand years ago!

Fortunately, there are countless ordinary people in the world, so finding eyes is relatively easy.

The Emperor smiled slightly:

"What a pity, you're too late."

The decree has been issued; Sihe will surely be able to divorce.

The girl's eyes...

Haha, how could he, as an emperor, possibly help them harm their own people?

Zhu Yi's expression changed slightly, and he frowned. "Oh no, the Su family's carriage has been here for so long, and Si He still hasn't arrived!"

He closed his eyes and gently scanned the area with his divine sense.

With a hint of anger:

"The carriage is empty!"

*

Zhenguo Temple.

A dignified and simple old woman stood in front of a wheelchair, watching over her grandson.

They stood at the entrance of the courtyard, soon to say goodbye to the peach blossoms covering the mountain.

"Heng'er, are you cold?" The Empress Dowager asked Fanzhi to bring a blanket and gently cover Xia Jingheng's legs.

Xia Jingheng smiled gently and shook his head, "Grandmother, there's no need to worry. These legs... have been numb since birth."

Therefore, you cannot feel the cold.

The Empress Dowager's eyes reddened with heartache.

"This time, we can really go back, right?"

"Yes, I believe her." Xia Jingheng's voice was gentle, his phoenix eyes looking ahead, as if waiting for hope for the future.

He was holding a fortune stick in his hand, one he had been born with.

He had been wanting to peek inside, and now Si He had finally appeared.

Fan Zhi's expression was complicated. "Your Highness, one should always be wary of others. No matter how destined we are, she is still a stranger in the end."

Xia Jingheng reiterated, "I believe her."

Fanzhi fell silent, pursed her lips, and withdrew.

The sky went dark instantly.

Thick, inky black mist descended upon the courtyard.

The group closed their eyes, sensing something was wrong.

Soon, Sihe and Qingbao appeared before them at the same time.

Si He looked around, "Where's Fu Tu?"

Why did you only bring them along, while you went away to hide?

"Ignore him, he's acting crazy." Qingbao said, looking at the group of people in front of her.

The Empress Dowager was somewhat frightened. "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

“Grandmother, they’ve come to pick us up,” Xia Jingheng said, gently raising his hand.

He smiled at Si He, "You've arrived."

Si He felt the smile was familiar, and a warm feeling rose in her heart. "Yes, yes, there's no time to lose, we need to get out of here right away!"

“Okay,” Xia Jingheng replied.

The Empress Dowager ordered someone to bring a carriage.

Qingbao put her hands on her stomach and crisply stopped her, "This is too slow, we'll be discovered."

The empty carriage heading into the palace wouldn't be able to hold them off for long.

Qingbao must take the Crown Prince away as soon as possible, otherwise, once Zhuyi and Xuanyue arrive, the Crown Prince will never be able to leave the mountain.

"With so many of us, how are we going to leave?" the Empress Dowager asked with a worried expression.

Qingbao called out, "Fu Tu!"

The air fell silent for a moment.

That guy.

—It's gone!

She waved her hand and released her judge's pen.

The pen grew larger in the air and quickly wrapped Xia Jingheng and the Empress Dowager around its handle.

Xia Jingheng's moon-like face turned pale with shock.

Behind him, a pair of strong hands supported his back.

Sihe said, "Don't worry, it's very safe."

Qingbao led them away from Zhenguo Temple.

Before leaving, he left a message for the lush branches and palace maids on the ground.

"Follow the carriage down the mountain. Remember, the Crown Prince and the Empress Dowager are inside!"

Fanzhi's expression was not good.

But as a senior palace maid, she was efficient and quick to give the orders.

*

When Zhu Yi arrived at Zhenguo Temple.

The courtyard was empty, with only petals fluttering in the air.

Petals fell all around him, shattered into fragments by his raging anger!

He gritted his teeth and said in a soft voice, "Si He, I really underestimated you."

First, they made a three-day agreement with the Emperor, but before the day was up, they went ahead and retrieved the imperial decree for divorce.

When he arrived, intending to settle both matters at once, Si He used an empty carriage to lure them away, taking the opportunity to come to Zhenguo Temple and pick up Xia Jingheng...

What a coincidence!

He was always a step too late.

Because his schedule had been constantly planned by the two of them, he was always unable to make it!

Even a girl who was so well-behaved as a child has learned to be cunning.

Zhu Yi flew to the Bodhi tree.

It was here that they made peace with the abbot and had him hand over the amulet that bound their marriage to Si He Su Xiao.

Unexpectedly, the old monk deliberately made a mistake, causing their plan to overlook the most important part.

The abbot's aura had vanished.

"I never imagined you'd be willing to die to protect Xia Jingheng... truly..."

Zhu Yi clenched his fists.

boom--

The Bodhi tree collapsed with a crash.

He vanished from that spot, leaping into the air and watching the royal carriage slowly descend the mountain.

"After all, I'm just a mortal, and this is the only way I can escape." He was about to get down.

Suddenly, he remembered that Si He's empty carriage had tricked him earlier.

He scanned it with his divine sense.

There was indeed no one in the carriage.

Haha, trying to use the same trick twice? How superficial!

He wasn't fooled and rushed back to the palace!

If we chase after them now, we might be able to catch up and stop everything!

*

Qingbao led the group on a frantic run.

The wolf-hair brush of the judge's pen bristled and surged forward against the wind.

"Where are we going? Aren't we going back to the palace?" The Empress Dowager's eyes were almost closed from the wind.

She sat behind Qingbao, who was a tiny little bundle of a head, steering the ship with a serious expression.

"If we return to the palace, wouldn't we be walking into a trap?"

Zhu Yixuan and Yue should be guarding the palace right now. If they find something amiss, it's impossible for the two of them to come to Zhenguo Temple at the same time.

There will be one more person who will stay in the palace, waiting for them to return and be trapped.

Qingbao is just a three-year-old judge who has only served in the underworld for ten years. Her aura can only suppress ghosts and evil spirits.

Both opponents are Nascent Soul stage experts who have cultivated for thousands of years.

She wasn't confident she could kill them.

Although they couldn't kill her, that's exactly what she wanted—for them not to kill her, and for her to be so angry she'd grit her teeth.

Clearly, Qingbao did it.

Suddenly, a bright white light appeared in front of them, stopping them in their tracks.

Zhu Yi's voice came from behind.

"Still trying to run?"