Chonglian tried to fight for it. Since this job was a must, she hoped that Huo Shang would be the only difficult boss.
"How about you accept me as your eldest daughter?"
Huo Shang stared at her for a while, and he became really curious: "If you have a child in your belly right now, should you call me grandpa, or should I call you eldest sister?"
Chonglian: "...Hahaha!"
She couldn't help but burst into laughter. Seeing the warning in Huo Shang's eyes, she reluctantly pressed the corners of her mouth to suppress her laughter.
Huo Shang pointed to a palace maid with a delicate face: "This is the maid's jasper given to you by the concubine. Keep it for your use."
Chonglian would be foolish if she really believed it, and her face showed gratitude: "I will treat this sister well."
Huo Shang asked her to step aside without comment. As soon as she left the main hall, the maid took her to see Mo San.
At that time, this sinister and handsome young man lowered his eyes, obviously distracted.
She glanced at his rear.
Mo San raised his eyes just in time and met her eyes.
Mo San: "..."
His whole body froze, and his buttocks were scratched. Master, how could she...
Chong Lian smiled like a fairy, without any distractions from the world: "It seems that my relationship is going well recently."
A touch of pink appeared on Mo San's usually pale and sinister face, and his firm eyes couldn't help but wander.
Chonglian looked at his face and changed her tone: "But..."
Mo San's heart skipped a beat and his face turned pale: "Please give me some advice!"
Chonglian looked at him gently: "Don't be afraid. Your sweetheart is fine. It's you who are in trouble. Go see the doctor."
Before Mo San's expression could soften, he turned pale again. Could it be that he has a terminal illness?
Chonglian took another look at his thin waist and hips: "Don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. Small problems will turn into big problems, which will affect your relationship."
Mo San was stunned for a moment, then blushed suddenly.
He endured the shame and asked the little palace maid about the mission, then quickly disguised Chonglian and hurriedly gave her the clothes: "Thank you for the reminder."
He stumbled and slipped away.
Chonglian looked down at the eunuch uniform in her hand, her eyes twitching.
Isn't it?
She took three steps at a time and approached the mirror. Sure enough, in the mirror was the face of a delicate and pleasing little eunuch - a very good-looking face, with a standard appearance.
She opened her clothes with a slight twitch in her mouth, and a stack of bra wraps clattered to the ground.
The little palace maid picked it up respectfully: "My slave, I will help you."
Chonglian had begun to feel pain in her chest. She lowered her head to look at her proud bulge and said in an erratic voice:
"Bao'er, please take it easy and don't strangle me to death."
After a short eunuch training, she returned to her post with honor.
This time he was an accompanying eunuch, and she would follow Huo Shang wherever he went.
Huo Shang looked at her like she was looking at Baidu, and her method was like using a lie detector.
Chonglian looked at his handsome and pleasing facial features——
The distance between his brows and eyes is wide and wide, and he is a man with a broad mind and great talents. Such a person always has no doubts about his confidants.
In other words, the benefits of working for him are good and guaranteed.
She found him pleasing to the eye, and her mood became smoother and smoother. He knew everything he knew and talked about it, and his professional ability was fully demonstrated.
It can be seen with the naked eye that Huo Shang's attitude towards her has always been serious.
On only the third day, she received the treatment that only a confidant could have——
I watched with my own eyes the aftermath of Huo Shang's handling of the assassination case. Good guy, the heads chopped off outside the Meridian Gate could build a wall.
Huo Shang used her as a lie detector easily and became more patient with her: "Go to bed early tonight and come to court with me tomorrow to see who has the heart to rebel."
Chonglian solemnly rejected him:
"The eighty-one rules of Xuanmen, in summary, are the three non-contacts. First, do not interfere with the succession of the emperor, second, do not save people who are full of evil, and third, do not change the destiny of life and death."
Huo Shang's curiosity was aroused: "What will happen if it gets contaminated?"
Chong Lian said frankly: "At the least, you will lose all your cultivation and die violently. At the worst, you will fall into the realm of animals. After you come out, you will have to work as a chicken, a duck, and a beggar. I don't know how many lives it will take."
Just like in the previous life, she told the love brain bully's fortune and found out that he was trying to get into the little girl's waist to save her true love, so she called the police.
By saving the little girl who was destined to die, she committed the third taboo - changing the destiny of life and death.
The little girl who was rescued was a love brain. After being rescued, she didn't feel grateful. Instead, she resented her for ruining her way of repaying her kindness, so she turned around and sold her to the boss.
As a result, she was hunted down by the boss and sent to Fei Zombie's lair, where she died miserably.
After finally reviving her life, Chonglian didn't want to try the sect's rules again.
Her clear brown eyes showed seriousness: "I can't break the precept, please forgive me."
Huo Shang put the approved papers aside:
"You have great talent, so naturally I won't let you take risks. Why don't you help me cultivate a group of Xuanmen talents?"
Chong Lian felt chilled all over by his bottomless gaze.
Only today did she understand the true horror of the saying: "Being with a king is like being with a tiger."
Isn't he trying to cultivate a group of prophets and just use them from time to time?
Chong Lian said with a solemn face: "People are alive, and so is their destiny. Prediction of everything may not always be a good thing, but it may lead to more serious evil consequences.
Things in the future will all have different effects due to very small changes in causes. Otherwise, everyone in the world has established cause and effect, so why should people in the world work hard? "
There was a slight coolness in Ruifeng's eyes under Huo Shang's sword-shaped eyebrows:
"I have planned hard to help you develop Xuanmen and have disciples all over the world. How can this not be considered hard work?"
He really wanted to turn Xuanmen into a mess! Chonglian was so suppressed by the emperor's power that her whole body became stiff and cold, but her expression became more and more relaxed:
"Do you believe it? No one in the world of Xuanmen can calculate more accurately than me!"
The two of them were very close, and Huo Shang could smell her unique sweet fragrance, which was delicate and soft, just like her peony-like appearance.
"My letter."
"Then do you think that if I die suddenly, will anyone else be able to calculate your fate?"
"Are you threatening me?"
Chong Lian's back was soaked with cold sweat, but she still looked as stable as an old dog. She said softly: "I'm just telling the truth. Please weigh the pros and cons yourself."
Huo Shang looked at the noble and cold look on the girl's eyes, glanced at the sweat beads on her forehead, and a smile slipped through his eyes.
She is very timid and afraid of death, but she is a fool when it comes to fortune telling.
Huo Shang found it very interesting: "What if I want to peel off your skin to force you?"
Chonglian half-closed her eyes, as if she were a statue of compassion for the world: "If the Holy One insists on forcing it..."
She raised her beautiful eyes and looked at him: "Then I choose to skin myself and die. I will wait until the Holy One dies tragically after suffering eight life-and-death catastrophes, and then I can renew my relationship with you."
Huo Shang nodded: "Okay."
He asked someone to call Mo San.
When Mo San arrived, he ordered: "Peel the skin off Mrs. Hou, starting from her claws. Be careful not to damage the skin."
He propped up his chin and sat high on the throne, as if looking down at Yama, the king of the underworld, who was skinned in hell.
Mo San was at a loss.
Chonglian smiled at him, took the initiative to open Mo San's box of torture instruments, picked one and looked at the sharpest one: "I like this knife."
Mo San didn't understand.
Master, he carefully selected the secret guards that best suited her character for the master, and also sent the Jianghu forces that had been secretly cultivated for decades to protect her parents and brothers.
The master even made arrangements for who would protect the child and who would be the wet nurse if she became pregnant and gave birth to a child.
With such painstaking arrangements, great care, and preferential treatment as a national scholar, unless she rebels, there is absolutely no way she will be skinned!
When he raised his eyes like this, he saw that his master's eyes were filled with interest, and his fingertips were slightly bent towards him.
Mo San realized it instantly.
It turns out that he became a prop for the master and Mrs. Hou to play around.
