"This is impossible!"

Gu Yunxi frowned and stared at the witch with her eyes wide open. She felt so incredible and it made her feel hot with the surprise.

"Why is it impossible?"

The witch's dumb rhetorical voice came from behind the mask, with a sense of righteousness that was inconsistent with her age.

The most real facial expressions of her at the moment could not be seen under the mask, but she was obviously unhappy according to her tone of voice.

Gu Yunxi looked around anxiously. When she was helpless, she met Lu Qiange's eyes. She looked back at the witch in panic and explained,

"Master, my husband is just a civilian. We..."

The witch suddenly raised her palm, interrupted Gu Yunxi's words, and insisted,

"For more than 40 years, my divination has never been wrong."

Her pupils suddenly expanded to the limit. In the deep bottomless world, Gu Yunxi's beautiful face of fear and amazement was clearly reflected in it.

Under the black robe, her right hand gently stroked the round and smooth crystal ball on the table.

The skin of her hand was loose and yellow, and the hand was full of wrinkles, like dry bark without water.

Her five dark purple nails seemed to have not been trimmed for many years. They were shaped like sharp hooks and protruded several inches from her fingertips. When others looked at it, it seemed that countless ants had climbed through the heart, which was very uncomfortable.

Being closely watched by such a treacherous mysterious figure, Gu Yunxi instantly felt a cool breath jumping up to her back from the soles of her feet. Her body shook and the cold air was spewed out of her mouth when she opened her mouth.

She felt the meaning of the witch's words carefully, and she became more and more disoriented.

Her husband Leng Qingtang, also known as Huanan He, one of the members of the Imperial Family Huanan of Da Yi, had long been away from the court with her, deliberately avoiding all disputes over imperial power.

He may encounter everything in his life, but it was absolutely impossible to become an emperor.

But the witch predicted that she was the future empress of the Eastern Palace.

Was it a harbinger of anything?

Gu Yunxi's face changed dramatically, and she didn’t dare to imagine it.

Bloody dreams flashed in her mind, and familiar faces were displayed in the enlarged picture. The wails of Chiliarchs and captains rang out in her ears.

It seemed that an invisible force opened Gu Yunxi's chest, and it crushed and grabbed her heart wantonly. The pain of suffocation around her was indescribable.

She closed her eyes sadly, and her eyes were moist.

Lu Qiange aside found her strange, helped her shoulder, and whispered,

"Yunxi…"

He didn't quite know what had happened to the strong woman. She should be sad here and now.

When Gu Yunxi pursed her lips and opened her eyes again, she looked decidedly cold. She was no longer timid.

"Master, if I don't want to be the owner of the Eastern Palace, do you have the means to change my destiny?"

The witch shook her head left and right, and her dumb laughter had a trace of banter.

In the dim light and in the quiet atmosphere, the abrupt laughter sounded like a pair of rusty scissors cutting the brocade and silk. Each time it sounded slowly and dully, but it could not always break the brocade and silk to the end. Instead, the tone was awkward, like the sound of slowly sliding through the cloth, torturing people's eardrums.

"Hehe... I'm sorry. I can really change the destiny for others, but that is bound to lose part of my life, and there are two kinds of situations that I can't afford."

Lu Qiange was so cold sweated by the witch's laughter that he endured his temper and asked her,

"What are the two situations?"

"Non-secular affairs and top dog."

Gu Yunxi naturally couldn't understand what the witch said and didn't want to ask more.

Anyway, the strange witch was not willing to help her change her destiny. It was better to get straight to the point very early.

Nodding slightly, Gu Yunxi said,

"Master, please form a heart-by-heart blood bond for me and my husband. I want to be his Evilshield. It's just inconvenient to speak to him at the moment, so I want to ask you. If we don't show up at the ritual, can the blood bond be concluded smoothly?"

The old witch sneered,

"It's very simple. Just bring me what I need, and I can complete the ritual alone in my magic hall."

"Great!"

Gu Yunxi held her hands together and pressed her chest. Her eyes were surprised. The haze on her face dissipated like the morning light breaking through the mist. Her face was clear and showed a different look.

"Master, tell me what you need to perform the ritual. I have no other requirements. I just want to form a blood bond with my husband as soon as possible."

The witch leaned forward, looked closely at Gu Yunxi's eyes, and answered slowly,

"Find a clean white silk handkerchief and drop five drops of the blood of you and your husband. However, remember that the blood of the one who blocks the evil spirit will cover the other."

Gu Yunxi listened carefully and nodded.

To avoid mistakes, after the witch finished speaking, she repeated again,

"I remember. I am an Evilshield, so my blood will drop on my husband's blood."

"Yes..."

The witch affirmed and continued to speak slowly,

"And..."

She suddenly raised her left arm. The wide sleeves rustled and perked up a few times, and something ran out of the cuffs.

It was a small snake as thick as two fingers. It had black, yellow, and red ring patterns. It seemed to be highly toxic.

Lu Qiange's men immediately realized that it was not good and rushed over.

At this time, the witch shook her arm, and the poisonous snake immediately turned into a green flame. The flame puffed and burned wantonly, tightly winding the witch's whole arm.

"Master!"

Gu Yunxi thought something had happened to the witch and got up in a panic to save her.

In the blink of an eye, the gloomy ghost fire was completely extinguished. There were no scars on the witch's arms. The sleeves of the black robe were not only intact but were also magically added by red and yellow silk threads.

Gu Yunxi was shocked to see the witch take down two silk threads, coil them into several strands, and hand them to her.

"Take it. Go back and get a pinch of your and your husband's hair. His hair is tied with a yellow rope and yours is tied with a red rope. Wrap it in that bloody handkerchief and give them to me in two days."

"Do I only have two days?"

Gu Yunxi piously held the silk thread in her hands and held it tightly in her hands.

"There are only two days left."

The witch's tone was a little helpless.

"Aren't you anxious to form a blood bond with your husband? The ritual must be held on the night of the full moon. There are only two days before the full moon appears. If you miss it, you have to wait for the next round."

After hearing this, Gu Yunxi was worried. She jumped up directly from the chair and said firmly with a frown,

"OK, just in two days, I'll bring what you need!"

Lu Qiange thought of something and asked the witch,

"Master, can this heart-by-heart blood bond be dissolved after it is concluded?"

The witch didn't answer immediately. The mask was raised slowly. Her calm eyes turned to the white crystal beads embroidery blanket hanging on the side of the half arch window lattice.

The design of the embroidered blanket was a landscape painting.

A big tree had luxuriant branches and leaves, and its crown was like an open umbrella, occupying almost two-thirds of the space of the whole embroidered carpet.

The other space was a few flashes of lightning, falling obliquely from high.

The silk thread of the whole embroidered blanket was cumbersome and colorful.

The only imperfection was the combination of lightning and trees. No matter what angle you looked at the painting from, you would always feel a strange feeling for no reason.

The witch elongated her voice and said at this moment,

"If you want to break the blood bond, unless the big tree grows in the sky and lightning comes out of the earth."

Lu Qiange felt that the witch relied on her own ability to make a mystery and refused to speak well.

Some anger appeared on his face. Lu Qiange threw a heavy bag of gold coins on the table, pulled up Gu Yunxi, and rushed downstairs.