Guan Xiaowan was startled and took two steps back.

I just wanted to open my mouth and say that actually they don't need to do this.

But Fan Yanjing hugged her from behind, "You deserve this."

If my wife does not seek power and bears all future punishments on her own, how can she not be able to withstand the worship of these people who are greedy for life and afraid of death?

The corners of Guan Xiaowan's mouth twitched, and her face turned red with embarrassment.

If she were just an ordinary human now, she would definitely not dare to investigate like this.

After all, if you die, you are a child, and you have harmed your own jealousy, so how can you do that?

But she is a fox who has been cultivating for nearly ten thousand years. At worst, if things get out of hand in the end, she will scratch Prince Rong and his son to death, and then return to Yanshan with her own jar of jealousy in her mouth.

Listening to birds in the bamboo forest and fishing by the stream every day is very relaxing.

Fan Yanjing took Guan Xiaowan out of Kyoto Mansion and went back to their house to prepare his luggage.

"Why did you pick out those detectives? Don't you have any resentment towards them?" He asked slightly curiously while packing Guan Xiaowan's clothes.

"Why should there be resentment?" Guan Xiaowan tilted her head, a little puzzled, "They are not living alone in this world, and they have no way to save their lives under power. Even if they don't think about themselves, they still have to think about their family members.

If I were them, I would definitely make the same choice."

Fan Yanjing paused slightly while packing his luggage, and finally nodded.

He is not as clear-eyed as his little wife. Sure enough, with such a low base, he was able to cultivate to the nine tails back then, but his understanding is extremely high.

If it weren't for herself, I'm afraid she would also be recognized by heaven and survive the thunderstorm safely.

But in the end, it was for myself that I wasted more than three thousand years of Taoism.

In fact, rather than saying that the thunder disaster is terrible, it is better to say that he is her love disaster.

Fan Yanjing felt a flash of guilt in his heart, but it was quickly dispelled by the inexplicable warmth.

It is precisely because his wife is so good that he is even more unwilling to let go.

So what if it's a love disaster, if you can't survive it, the worst case scenario is that the two of them will disappear together in this world.

Unfortunately, Guan Xiaowan had been immersed in her own thoughts and did not notice Fan Yanjing's emotional fluctuations.

"Actually, my choice should still be different from theirs." Guan Xiaowan suddenly muttered, pulling Fan Yanjing back from his thoughts.

After he packed Guan Xiaowan's luggage, he looked at her calmly, "What's the difference?"

"If the monarch is unkind, the officials will inevitably force the people to rebel. Although the city of Kyoto seems to be full of flowers, it does not mean that there will be no people outside who want to rebel. I can find a righteous man who truly worries about the people first, and hand over these criminal evidence to him, so that

He forced the emperor to execute Prince Rong and his son."

"If this method will cause too many people to die, then I can also spend money to hire two killers to kill Prince Rong and his son without anyone noticing. Anyway, they will have to pay for what they have done.

Isn’t it a price?”

Guan Xiaowan thought for a while and expressed her thoughts.

Fan Yanjing didn't care about court matters, so when he heard what she said, he thought it was okay.

If he were an official in the imperial court, he would have taken the evidence and taken up his post elsewhere, waiting for the opportunity to oust the emperor and seek power to usurp the throne.

But power is just a passing cloud to him.
Chapter completed!