The servants outside the yard heard the screams in the house and rushed over one after another. However, there were two giant Buddhas, King Xuan and Prince Jun, at the door. They dared not approach and could only wait.

Jun Yuanyou at the door looked extremely proud and relieved. This damn King of Chang'an really thought he was a fool. His Ting'er was smart and wise, how could he deceive her.

Mo Lengyan's expression was calm, and just by listening to the screams, he knew how ruthless Yunting was.

The King of Chang'an actually provoked Yunting and sought his own death, so no one else can blame him.

After about a stick of incense, the screams in the room stopped. Jun Yuanyou pushed the door open and walked in. He saw the dying King of Chang'an on the ground, and Yunting beside him was waving her hands.

Jun Yuanyou walked over in a few steps: "It hurts, please. I'll massage it for you. If you don't feel relieved, I'll help you teach him a lesson!" After saying that, he kicked King Chang'an on the chest.

King Chang'an, who was originally unable to move, received this kick. He was kicked several meters away, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he passed out on the spot.

"I'll relieve my anger by beating myself. This damn bastard actually deceived me. Damn it." Yunting said, taking out a silver needle from her hair and piercing it into the unconscious King Chang'an.

King Chang'an woke up immediately, and before he could beg for mercy, Yunting stuffed a mantra pill into his mouth, and King Chang'an had to swallow it.

"Let me ask you, where did the globe and the magnifying glass come from? Who gave them to you, or who made them?" Yunting asked immediately.

"My king was outside the customs and met Buddha by chance. He said that he was destined to me and gave me these two things." King Chang'an answered truthfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was surprised. He seemed to have no control over his mouth and he just said it like that.

This was obviously a trump card he used to get close to Yunting, but to actually say it like this was a real slap in the face.

Yunting frowned: "Who is the Buddha and where is he?"

"The disciple of Buddha is the disciple of Buddha. He has no fixed abode and his whereabouts are uncertain, and I don't know about him either."

"Then when was the last time you saw him?" Yunting asked.

"A year ago, he was injured, and I happened to save him." King Chang'an replied.

"Why does he have this?"

"From what he said, he did it by himself in his spare time." When the King of Chang'an said this, he thought of something: "Does the Buddha come from the same place as you?"

Yunting did not answer this time, but instead stabbed an acupuncture point of King Chang'an directly with the silver needle in her hand, causing King Chang'an to fall unconscious on the spot.

"Ting'er, since he knows your secret, you can never keep him." Jun Yuanyou's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty.

After all, Ting'er's identity is special. If others or the royal family of the four countries knew about it, it would definitely cause a bloody storm.

Although Mo Lengyan had some friendship with King Chang'an before, he also knew the seriousness of the matter and said without hesitation: "I will take action!"

If he had to choose between Chang'an King and Yunting, Mo Lengyan would definitely choose Yunting.

Yunting was very pleased to see the two of them like this: "There is no need to dirty your hands. The sudden death of the majestic King Chang'an will arouse suspicion. I will seal his memory with a silver needle to make him forget everything that happened just now."

That's fine, but if he dares to tease me like this, I won't let him go."

"I'll listen to you." Jun Yuanyou agreed.

Mo Lengyan also nodded: "Okay"

Yunting immediately applied the acupuncture, which took about a stick of incense to complete. Then Yunting took out another pill and gave it to King Chang'an to take, and then he felt relieved.

"Let's go." Yunting stood up and left. Jun Yuanyou and Mo Lengyan immediately followed.

When the servants outside the yard saw the three giant Buddhas gone, they ran in in panic and saw their prince lying on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face as big as a pig's head, and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He was very miserable.

"Your Majesty, how are you doing, please come and ask for a doctor?" the housekeeper shouted worriedly.

One servant immediately went to fetch the doctor, and the others quickly cleaned up the house.

Not long after, the doctor came. Seeing that Prince Chang'an was so seriously injured, he was really shocked and immediately checked his pulse: "Your Majesty, he is not seriously ill, he just has some skin injuries. I will give you a prescription. You can take the medicine three times a day according to the prescription."

Dun, the prince will wake up soon."

"Thank you, doctor." The butler said gratefully.

Here, Yunting and Jun Yuanyou returned to the Prince's Mansion. Yunting changed into a set of comfortable clothes and lay down to rest.

For some reason, she always feels a little tired recently and always likes to sleep.

"Ting'er, you said today that you can seal off the memory of King Chang'an. Are you sure there will be no mistakes? I still think it is safer to kill him." Jun Yuanyou said worriedly.

After all, Yunting's identity means she cannot take risks, even a little bit.

"Don't worry, husband, just wait and see the good show tomorrow." Yunting gave him a reassuring smile.

"good."

The next morning, Yunting took Jun Yuanyou to the street. The two of them went to Tianxialou and chose a seat by the window on the second floor to sit down. The shopkeeper personally served milk tea and many special snacks.

Yunting looked out the window while eating: "Calculate the time, it should be almost time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man running towards him like crazy not far away. He was taking off his clothes as he ran.

The people watching on the street were all frightened and ran away.

"This man actually went crazy in the street. He must have suffered from mental illness."

"Why does he look like the King of Chang'an to me? Yesterday I went to have a dinner at the Chang'an King's Mansion."

"When you put it like that, it really sounds like it."

The people all recognized him as King Chang'an, but when they saw King Chang'an suddenly taking off his clothes, the people were all puzzled, especially the women and children, who despised him and immediately turned their backs, not daring to look at him.

The King of Chang'an seemed to be out of control, taking off his clothes one by one.

"Is this what you call a good show?" Jun Yuanyou raised his eyebrows and asked, picking up the tea cup in front of him with his long white fingers and taking a sip.

"Yeah, who told him to plot against me? People think he is crazy because of his behavior today. Even if he remembers it in the future, no one will believe what he said." Yunting explained.

"Yes, Ting'er is really good at it." Jun Yuanyou admired her.

"Oh, isn't this the King of Chang'an? He actually jumped up and took off his clothes in the street. It's really insulting to the gentlemen. But he has a good figure. Go find a painter and draw it. Let him take a good look at it later." A familiar voice said.

The sound came from the crowd.

It was Mo Lan who was carrying his son back to his parents' home, and when he saw this scene, he immediately looked like he was watching a good show.

Yunting's phoenix eyes were slightly raised, as expected of Mo Lan, what she said was really hurtful.

"What's so good about him? He's full of evil, and his figure is not as good as mine. Come on, let's go find my father-in-law." Prince Chen took Mo Lan and the child away.

"Why are you leaving? King Chang'an is like this only once in a hundred years. I have to take a good look." Mo Lan said deliberately, and then shouted in a loud voice: "King Chang'an, take off your clothes!"
Chapter completed!