The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 506 The Real Master Disturbed the Peace
"Work on the case!"

As soon as Su Qin finished speaking, everyone in the ancestral hall was shocked.

Miao Yuan was especially angry. She almost laughed. "Investigate a case? Your Lady Suqin's case has been brought to my head?"

Su Qin smiled coquettishly and proudly, "Of course, your subordinates don't have the courage to investigate your case. But now..."

Suqin looked up at the dark sky and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It's dark at night, and the young prince didn't go back to the main hall to sleep, but stayed in the ancestral hall of the Soul Devouring Cave. Tell me, will this not arouse suspicion among your subordinates?"

Miao Yuan's eyes became cold, and she looked at people as if she was looking down on an ant, indifferent, arrogant, and contemptuous.

Even though she was kneeling here, just slightly turning sideways to look at Su Qin without too much movement, her whole posture looked very noble, cold, elegant and proud.

What Su Qin hated most was this look in her eyes, as if compared to her, she, Su Qin, was some lowly evil ghost. Oh, didn't Yan Miaoyuan just have a good birth and a good status? If it weren't for the protection of the King of Hell, she would have died thousands of times. Why would she kneel in front of her eyes now, making her feel as uncomfortable as a fly?

It's just a pity that Miao Yuan's mother died early, but she didn't die in the chaos. Otherwise, if she hadn't been a stumbling block in her way, she would have sat on the throne of Queen Yan long ago.

Su Qin's heart hardened, and she said angrily: "Bring Lu Qing in for me. I want to see what mistake the little prince made to make him kneel here?"

"Yes, Ghost Warrior, follow the order."

The two ghost soldiers dragged Lu Qing into the ancestral hall without any courtesy. The clean silver-white long-sleeved robe, matched with the elegant and pure smoke-blue boots, was also stained with a lot of dirty water and mud during the dragging process, which not only wet Lu Qing's clothes, but also stained their own clothes and boots, making him look extremely embarrassed.

But this is an ancestral hall, the most solemn and sacred place for the ghost clan, and they cannot stand seeing these dirty things.

Miao Yuan stared at them, her face full of resentment. But she knew that these people had special identities and she could not confront them for the time being.

"What are you doing?!" Cao Fu quickly stood up, stretched out her arms to protect Miao Yuan, and stared at them.

They are so bold that they dare to bully the little prince as soon as His Majesty the King of Hell leaves.

"You really don't want to die!"

"The young prince is right in front of you, can't you see him? How dare you be so presumptuous!?"

"Cao Fu, I'm fine..." Miao Yuan slowly stood up, Xun An hurried over, bent over and helped her up.

"Your Highness." Xun An supported her body with a worried look on his face.

These people, I'm afraid they came with bad intentions. Especially the ghost official named Su Qin, who was in charge. She was able to dispatch the most capable ghost soldiers around His Majesty the King of Hell to attack this Lu Yaojun. I think she came prepared.

How could Miao Yuan not know the purpose of Su Qin's coming here? Her father had just left, and she led people to break into the ancestral hall of the Soul Devouring Cave, and even captured her uncle to threaten her. Ha, Sima Zhao's intentions were obvious.

Miao Yuan retracted her gaze, held his arm and looked at Xun An and whispered, "Grandpa Xun An, you don't have to worry about me. You should find a chance to get out later. It's not advisable to stay here for long."

Xun An's eyes widened, "How could I abandon you, little prince?"

How could he be the kind of person who is afraid of death? He has been changing incense in this ghost clan temple for nearly seven million years. He has seen all kinds of intrigues and dirty things. How could he be afraid of this?

"Your Highness..." Cao Fu turned around and tried to help her.

Miao Yuan waved her hand, let go of Grandpa Xun An's hand, and walked forward.

Xun An was secretly anxious, but he could do nothing but watch her go by. Oh, little princess... Xun An could only pray for her in his heart, and the ancestors must protect the little princess and make sure nothing happens to her tonight.

Suqin walked into the ancestral hall. Wuxiang behind her folded up the bright red umbrella and placed it casually in a corner under the eaves.

When Miao Yuan saw this, her eyes were red as bloodshot. "This is the ancestral hall! Not everyone can come in. Didn't my father teach you the rules?"

Wu Xiang was startled, and quickly ran over and picked up the red umbrella, "Little... Little Prince, calm down, the ghost servant... the ghost servant didn't mean it." She really didn't know where to put the umbrella, so she just found a corner under the eaves when she came in and put it there. She thought that no one would notice it in the corner, but she never thought that the little prince would still see it.

But Wuxiang really didn't dare to lose the umbrella. This... this is Suqin's umbrella. If she lost it, she didn't know how Suqin would punish her.

Suqin thought it was ridiculous when she saw Miaoyuan's treatment of her red umbrella. But when she turned around and saw Wuxiang's cowardly, humble and trembling body, she didn't know what she thought of and became extremely angry.

"Waste, I can put my stuff wherever I want, how dare you pick it up for me?"

"This..." Wu Xiang's face turned pale, and she was so scared that her legs bent, and she immediately knelt down holding the red umbrella in her arms. "Master Su... Suqin, please calm down. I dare not, I really dare not."

If she puts down the umbrella, the little prince will be angry. If she doesn't put it down, Lady Suqin will be angry. So it's not right to retreat or advance, Wuxiang doesn't know what to do.

She only knew that if these two big men got angry, she would have no choice but to die. A lowly evil ghost slave like her would die in this soul-devouring cave and no one would shed a tear.

So all Wuxiang could do was to kneel down and beg for mercy until the two masters calmed down.

"What? If I hadn't taken you in to work for me, you would have been devoured by that lonely ghost. How could you still be standing here holding an umbrella for me? Now you've become something, but you don't even know who your real master is?"

"Lady Su... Lady Suqin, please calm down... Ghost servant... Ghost servant really doesn't dare..." Wuxiang knelt on the ground with red eyes and shook her head. Her voice sounded choked and aggrieved, and her lowered face was timid with visible panic.

Especially her trembling shoulders, which shook violently. One could imagine how afraid she was to kneel on the ground. And one could not imagine how much she had been beaten, scolded and humiliated to be brought to her knees by Suqin's words.

Miao Yuan became more and more angry. What did Su Qin mean by these words? Who was the real master? Was it herself? Oh, it was ridiculous. When did Su Qin become the master of their ghost hell?

Miao Yuan wanted to curse, to scold her severely, but she couldn't, at least not now. The place where they were now was the ancestral hall of the ghost clan, the soul-devouring cave dedicated to the ancestors, and the habitat of all the heroes. She couldn't disturb their peace, let alone cause trouble here.

So, she had to endure it.

Miao Yuan glanced coldly at the master and servant, and sneered: "If you want to cry, go out and cry. If you want to quarrel, go out and quarrel. Don't disturb the peace of our ancestors here."

Wuxiang's eyes were red. She raised her head and looked at Miaoyuan helplessly and pitifully, not daring to move.

Su Qin looked at her coldly, as if to say, "If you dare to leave now, I will kill you when I return."

When Wu Xiang saw Su Qin's eyes, she dared not move, and even the sound of her crying with red eyes became weaker involuntarily. What she could do now was to kneel down and kowtow again and again, "Your Highness, please forgive me, Your Highness, please forgive me, please forgive me, Your Highness, please forgive me... forgive me, the ghost servant."

"Good, very good." Miao Yuan laughed coldly, her laughter was angry and helpless. Indeed, Wuxiang was just a small ghost servant. She was not important. What was important was who her master was.

Miao Yuan didn't really want to embarrass her. With Su Qin here, no matter what she said, Wu Xiang wouldn't dare to do it. She knew, she should have known it earlier.

Miao Yuan was so angry that she rushed directly into the group of assassins, "Get out of here! Get out of here, Your Highness!"

"You think you can capture my uncle? You bastards! You are a bunch of bastards! When father comes back, I will destroy you all, all of you!"

"Little Princess..." Cao Fu and Xun An were stunned for a moment, and then saw her running directly into the ghost soldiers without any hesitation. The two were terrified, fearing that she would get hurt, and for a moment they didn't care about anything else, and hurried over to stop her.

Miao Yuan spread the hands of the two ghost soldiers and stood in front of Lu Qing. She stared at Su Qin fiercely and said angrily: "Don't you just want to deal with me? Don't you just want to know why I'm kneeling here?"

"Okay!"

"I tell you!"

"Your Highness! You can't say that!" When Cao Fu and Xun An rushed over to stop him, they found it was too late.

"I acknowledge the demon clan's medicine doctor Mo Yun as my father! So what? What can you do to me? Kill me?! Kill me for betraying the ghost clan?"

"Your Highness!" Cao Fu and Xun An were both anxious and confused, with panic on their faces. How could it be possible that he said that?

Lu Qing opened his eyes wide and struggled frantically, "Mmmm!!" You're crazy, little brat.