People in Douluo, the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 192 192. I'm begging you
"Hong Ling, the operation to divide the Sun Moon Empire's top brass has been postponed indefinitely. All the planned operations should be cancelled."

The dance was over, and when Zhu Ningyu returned to the pawnshop, she collapsed on the sofa in a burgundy palace dress. Her face looked extremely ugly. If you knew, you would think she had suffered a blow, but if you didn't, you would think it was a relative who had come.

"Sir, in fact... Bai Yiyi and Bai Yu's identities are dispensable. Even without this cover identity, we can still carry out our work in Mingdu. There is no inconvenience."

As she was talking, Hong Ling seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked at Zhu Ningyu with a look of fear in her eyes. "Sir, could it be that you are..."

Zhu Ningyu said calmly: "Yin Hongchen searched my entire body and couldn't find any treasure that could cover up my aura. Once I reveal my strength that doesn't belong to Bai Yu, you will know what this means."

Hong Ling was stunned.

She had dealt with Yin Hongchen many times, and the other party's professionalism was unquestionable. Since he searched the whole body, he was afraid that even that place had been checked. There was no treasure on "Bai Yu" that could conceal his aura, which meant that the other party's methods were beyond the scope of ordinary people.

Is it ridiculous?
It is indeed a bit ridiculous. This is Qin Yi's biggest failure. In the past two hundred years, he has spread tens of thousands of cultivation methods that are different from the martial soul system to the Douluo Continent, but he only retained the "Breath Concealment Technique" which can conceal the breath.

He wanted to rely on the "Divine Level Breath Concealing Technique" to conceal his god-level cultivation from Tang San's eyes, but he did not reveal the existence of the "Breath Concealing Technique" and accidentally shot himself in the foot.

Going back to reality.

Hong Ling looked at Zhu Ningyu with eyes full of passion.

Gods, every soul master dreams of existence. If you can get the favor of a god, the future...

She never expected that the legendary existence would be right in front of her!
Even...they both rested in the same bed last night. This life...is worth it.

After the excitement, Hong Ling suddenly felt a bit gloomy in her heart. The other party's identity was not to be seen by the public. She had exposed her master's identity as a god...

Thinking of this, Hong Ling couldn't help but shudder. Only the dead can keep secrets.

But... the chance to become a god is right in front of her, how could she let it go.

Hong Ling hurriedly knelt down and crawled in front of Zhu Ningyu like a pug.

At this moment, all propriety, righteousness, integrity, and self-respect no longer exist. Hong Ling just wants to live, to be a loyal dog of the gods, and to pursue the hard-earned opportunity to become a god.

Qin Yi was a little conflicted. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his plan. If the Mingdetang warehouse had not suddenly caught fire and the Sun and Moon Empire's top leaders had not focused their attention on "Bai Yu", how could he have ended up in such a situation?

Who set the fire in Mingde Hall?
Who is the author of the female licker Gu Yuhan?

Apart from him, the divine world, and world consciousness, is there a fourth force in the Douluo plane?
Only the dead can keep secrets, but now... he doesn't want Hong Ling to die.

Zhu Ningyu slowly stood up and gently tapped Hong Ling's brow with her slender jade finger. "I will leave a clone behind to continue playing the role of Bai Yu, accepting Yin Hongchen's invitation and entering Mingde Hall to work. And you, Hong Ling, will still be the general manager of the Sun Moon Empire branch. Everything will remain the same. As long as you work hard for me, I will never treat you unfairly, and I can give you anything you want."

"But if you change your mind every day and go against your will, I don't need to tell you the price."

After saying that, Qin Yi played a trick of replacing one soul with another in front of Hong Ling. He separated a soul and continued to play the identity of Bai Yu, while his main soul was stuffed into the body he had just molded, and left Mingdu quietly.

……

Ye Xishui has finally gotten what she deserved. Qin Yi faked his death, and all the civil and military officials were afraid of being seen as the first to come out. She worked very hard during this period. The fighting between factions stagnated, and some impeachments that shouldn't have happened were no longer made. Her workload dropped by half. "It would be nice if it could always be like this. I would have more things to do with Mengmeng and Xiaoxue."

After the training, Ye Xishui couldn't help but sigh, feeling that it was a good thing that Qin Yi died. This was the first time she had lived so comfortably since she ascended the throne.

You have power, but you don't have to spend too much time dealing with government affairs. This is what a god-like life is like, right?

As soon as Ye Xishui walked into the bedroom and saw the scene inside, she was stunned.

I saw... a tall woman standing in front of a floor-length mirror, holding a pure white dress and measuring it. Women's clothing of various styles were thrown everywhere, and the originally tidy wardrobe was in a mess.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xishui's anger soared to the sky, "Qin Yi! Are you sick? If you don't clean up today, I will beat you to death!"

There was no secret between Qin Yi and Ye Xishui. Whether it was the clay or the system, Ye Xishui knew a thing or two about it. She even...she took the initiative to use clay to make a substitute for herself, and let Qin Yi attend court meetings to receive foreign officials on her behalf.

This kind of situation is clearly something that was both unexpected and reasonable.

Zhu Ningyu waved in the direction of Ye Xishui and said solemnly, "Xishui, come quickly and help me. I am going to attend the funeral as Zhu Ningyun's sister Zhu Ningyu. Can you help me see what clothes to wear?"

Ye Xishui said unhappily: "Are you ordering me?"

Zhu Ningyu said: "I'm begging you."

Ye Xishui: “…”

never mind!

Anyway, it's still early and it doesn't take much effort to pack a few sets of clothes. What can my husband do? I can't hit him, so I can only pamper him.

Ye Xishui thought: "A black and gold robe, not only does it look like a queen, but it's also more suitable for serious occasions."

"Of course, you can also wear a pink palace dress. It's your own funeral after all. As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed."

Qin Yi: "..."

This Ye Xishui is so naughty.

After setting the target, Qin Yi controlled Zhu Ningyu's shell and left the palace.

Ye Xishui, who was still in the room, could only feel helpless and furious. She swore that after all this was over, she would satisfy her desire to be a queen on that bastard!
The scene changed, and Zhu Ningyu stepped into the threshold of a tailor shop in Tiandou City.

The lady boss in a blue-green dress came over in a hurry. "Madam, do you want to make some clothes?"

Husband, madam?

After a long silence, Zhu Ningyu realized that the other party was calling her. After controlling her facial expression, she slowly said, "I'm going to attend a funeral. Do you have any suitable clothes? I want some ready-made."

(End of this chapter)