Chapter 295 Threat

The person who came was wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a half-white beard on top of his head. He looked much older than Taoist Master Qingyang.

Han Yao couldn't think about why her maid didn't come in when she heard her calling for help.

I don't know if it was because Taoist Priest Qingyang suddenly died. Seeing the person coming, Han Yao suddenly felt uneasy in her heart.

Holding back the panic, he said, "The Taoist Master is..."

The man smiled and said, "A poor man knows the truth."

It turned out to be Taoist Master Qingyang's master, Han Yao was surprised and happy.

Feeling the pain on her body getting more and more, Han Yao said weakly to the other party, "Taoist Master, please help me."

Taoist Master Mingzhen glanced at her and said nothing. Instead, he locked the door behind him and walked over slowly.

Stopping next to Han Yao, his fiery eyes scanned down her face inch by inch.

After scanning, turn your head.

He casually glanced at Taoist Priest Qingyang's body and looked away.

Han Yao's heart suddenly rose, and she was worried that he would ask questions.

Unexpectedly, the other party just said slowly, "Is the County Lord injured?"

Han Yao originally thought that the other party would help her up, and that no matter what happened, she would find someone to save her.

But Taoist Priest Mingzhen just stood beside her and looked at her condescendingly.

That was all, but what made Han Yao feel uncomfortable was that the other party's eyes were fixed on the high places on her body for a moment, and then slowly looked down.

It made her feel like she was naked and lying in front of him.

But how is this possible? This is the famous Taoist Master Mingzhen.

Many people in Kyoto respect him very much.

She must have been injured and frightened by the death of Taoist Master Qingyang, so she was thinking wildly.

The thought flashed through her mind, and Han Yao gritted her teeth and propped up her upper body, trying to stand up from the ground.

What she didn't see was a flash of light in Taoist Priest Mingzhen's eyes.

Finally, he bent down and stretched out his arms to help her, "The injury is serious, County Master, so be careful."

After all, he was a well-known Taoist priest in Kyoto. Seeing him helping her, Han Yao subconsciously wanted to say thank you.

But she didn't expect that the other party would have one hand around her waist, and the other hand was rubbing from her back down to her buttocks.

He even squeezed it quickly.

Han Yao's eyes widened suddenly, confused by his actions.

When I came to my senses, I was just about to get angry.

But Dao Mingzhen pushed hard, held her buttocks up with his hands, and she could only follow his strength and stand up.

But before she could stand still, the arm holding her waist retracted, and at the same time, the palm of her buttocks pushed and pressed quickly.

Han Yao pounced forward.

He threw himself into the arms of Taoist Master Mingzhen.

However, the other party didn't stop yet.

He blew lightly against her earlobe and said softly, "Where is the county master injured? Is it here?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Taoist Priest Mingzhen placed his hand on her heart.

Han Yao was frightened and angry, raising her hand and swiping at the opponent's face.

But Taoist Priest Mingzhen grabbed his wrist.

"The county master is still injured, so be careful."

Missing the opponent, Han Yao subconsciously wanted to struggle, but Taoist Master Mingzhen's wrists were like iron pincers, and she couldn't break away at all.

Even the more she struggled, the friction on her body made the other person's eyes burn even more.

Unable to break away, Han Yao could only yell at the other party, "You...you are shameless."

"I am the county lord of Dingyuan Prince's Mansion. Please release this county lord quickly."

She was angry, but the other party was not moved at all.

Taoist Priest Mingzhen still held her wrist tightly with one hand and pressed her buttocks with the other hand.

After enduring the heat and swallowing his saliva, Taoist Master Mingzhen said coldly, "Let go? The county master killed Pindao's disciple. How can Pindao let you go?"

"Nonsense, it was not me who killed Taoist Priest Qingyang."

Taoist Priest Mingzhen sneered, "No? Could it be that the county master thought that Pindao didn't know that you bribed Qingyang with money and asked him to help you steal Miss Ling's merit and luck, but it was backfired."

Han Yao was shocked and angry. She originally thought that this matter was hidden, but she didn't expect that Taoist Qingyang would actually tell his master about it.

"It wasn't me who killed him. It was clearly because of his lack of ability that he suffered the backlash. He killed himself, how can he blame the county master."

"Miss Han, how can you lie just because you are the county head? It is obvious that you used your status as the county head to intimidate and induce. Qingyang had no choice but to help you steal Miss Ling's merit and luck."

"Nonsense, I have never threatened Taoist Priest Qingyang. He volunteered to help me."

"But Qingyang is dead. If this matter is told, does the county master think the world will believe you or Pindao?"

Han Yao was speechless. This Mingzhen Taoist priest had a pretty good reputation among the nobles in Kyoto. If this matter really spreads, the world will definitely turn to him.

What made her even more confused was that the two banknotes and bracelets she just gave out were still in the hands of the Taoist boy next to Taoist Master Qingyang.

Seeing that Han Yao had nothing to say, Taoist Master Mingzhen softened his tone.

"The county master wants that girl Ling's merit and luck, and Pindao can also help you."

Although Han Yao was angry in her heart, she couldn't help but feel moved by these words, "Taoist Master is really willing to help me?"

"Whether we can help or not depends on whether the county chief's performance is good enough."

Taoist Priest Mingzhen said, moving his hands at the same time, the hint was very obvious.

Han Yao was teased by his movements, her heart trembled, and she almost couldn't help but moan.

She bit her lips with her teeth to hold back the heat, "No need, this county lady is injured, I have to go back to ask the imperial physician for treatment."

Ming Zhen's eyes circled around her red lips, and he said with a dry mouth, "Don't worry, I can not only help you get the merits and luck of Miss Ling, but also help you heal your injuries."

Although Han Yao was moved by his words, she was not stupid and knew that there is no free lunch in the world.

Moreover, the purpose of this Taoist Ming Zhen was so obvious.

Although she wanted the merits and luck of Ling Chu, the bitch, and even her life.

But if she lost her virginity to this beastly Taoist, how could she marry the second prince?

"The imperial physician will treat this county lady's injury, so I won't bother you, Taoist priest."

"The county lady may not know that the imperial physician cannot treat your injury."

Seeing Han Yao's suspicious expression, Taoist priest Mingzhen said slowly, "Your injury is not an ordinary injury. You stole other people's merits and virtues, so you suffered a backlash.

It can only be cured by our Taoist mystical arts."

Han Yao did not completely believe this.

There is more than one Taoist priest Mingzhen in the world who knows mystical arts. Even if the imperial physician cannot cure her, she can still find another Taoist priest for treatment. There is no need to sacrifice her innocence.

Seeing that Han Yao still insisted on leaving, Taoist priest Mingzhen lost his patience.

He was burning with fire, and he was almost unable to bear it.

He said with a gloomy face, "Tell me, if the King and his wife of Dingyuan knew that you not only stole their daughter's merits and virtues, but also her identity, would they let you go?"

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