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Gu Mingli lay on the ground, completely frozen.

He could clearly feel his skin changing.

It felt like being brushed by a feather.

Starting from the back of the hand, it spread to the arm, then to the neck and cheek, as if a layer of hair removal had been done.

The skin becomes smooth and delicate.

He looked down at his exposed forearm.

It has a translucent, lustrous sheen, like the finest mutton fat jade that has been bathed in moonlight all night.

The system panel flashed before my eyes:

[The "Radiant Skin" skill, one of the ten all-around abilities, has been activated!]

[Trigger condition: A surge in adrenaline after strenuous exercise.]

[Skill Effect: The entire body's skin gains a crystalline, translucent, and softly glowing texture. Duration: 60 seconds.]

Gu Mingli: "..."

Oh~~NO! ! ! !

Turn off beauty filters! Turn off special effects! Turn off filters! Turn off the audience!

He let out a desperate wail from within.

He is now lying in front of thousands of people pretending to be "on the verge of death after being hit by a hidden weapon".

What if my whole body suddenly became fair and radiant? Is this reasonable? Is this scientific?

Even pretending to be dead won't keep me quiet for long.

The people on the high platform were the first to notice the anomaly.

The lanterns in the center of the maze were already dim under the thick darkness of night.

But the young master lying on the ground was now covered in what looked like a layer of frost.

His fair face stood out in the dim night.

Even the skin on the sides of her neck had a captivating, luminous sheen.

The discussions on the platform grew louder and louder.

A woman holding a child was the first to exclaim in surprise.

"Good heavens! Look! That young master's face! It's as white and smooth as the moon!"

"Is Lord Gu being protected by a deity?!"

"How can it remain as smooth and lustrous as jade after suffering such severe internal injuries?!"

"May the gods protect loyal ministers! The Cui family has harmed virtuous officials; even Heaven cannot bear to watch!"

Gu Mingli wished he could dig a hole and crawl into it right then and there.

His current situation is extremely awkward.

Stand up?

He just said he was hit by a hidden weapon and was about to die.

Should we continue lying down?

Now, her entire body is shining white like a luminous pearl, surrounded by thousands of onlookers.

dilemma.

The phrase "divine intervention" is spreading rapidly among the people.

It looks like it's heading towards feudal superstition.

Xiao Ye was still standing in the middle of the field, his gaze fixed on Gu Mingli.

Her eyes twitched, and she wanted to raise her hand to cover her face.

What is Gu Mingli up to now?

He had seen Gu Mingli act absurdly many times.

I've gotten used to this person's "unconventionality".

Therefore, he was able to accept this incredible phenomenon with equanimity.

The moonlight shone down from the sky.

It flowed against Gu Mingli's skin, like moonlight seeping into white jade.

Xiao Ye pinched the bridge of his nose.

There's no need to go to such lengths to fake being dead.

Her whole body was so fair and radiant.

The system countdown was flashing before my eyes.

[45 seconds... 44 seconds... 43 seconds...]

Gu Mingli closed his eyes, his mind already calm.

Since we've already lost face, let Huang Jiaojiao and the people smooth things over themselves.

The noise from the platform grew increasingly enthusiastic.

"He's back from the dead! Young Master Gu is about to be brought back to life!"

"His Majesty is blessed with great fortune! The gods protect his loyal ministers!"

Let's all pray for Lord Gu!

"Young Master Gu, come back to life! Come back to life!!"

Gu Mingli: (￣ω￣;)

Gu Mingli silently counted the seconds in his mind.

When the countdown reached its final five seconds, he finally couldn't take it anymore.

If he continues to lie down like this, the people might build him a temple here.

[3...2...1...Skill effect has ended.]

The layer of shimmering white luster receded from his skin inch by inch, like the tide going out.

Gu Mingli felt his arms and cheeks return to normal temperature and feel.

He took a deep breath.

Then he suddenly sat up.

He patted the dirt off his body.

Thousands of eyes were fixed on him.

Gu Mingli raised his head, looked around at the people, and put on a weak smile of relief.

"Ah~~~ What... what happened to me?"

He touched his chest, feigning confusion.

"You were just hit by a hidden weapon, how come you're completely unharmed now?"

"God saved you!"

An old man on the high platform was so excited that he kept pounding on the railing.

"Young master, you have rendered meritorious service in protecting the emperor; your life is not meant to end!"

May the gods protect us!

Gu Mingli slowly stood up, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the four high platforms, and spoke with just the right amount of weakness in his voice.

"Thank you all for your concern. It seems... it is the true dragon protecting us, unable to bear the suffering of loyal and virtuous people."

Another cheer erupted from the high platform: "Long live the Emperor!"

Xiao Ye stood there, watching Gu Mingli's entire performance, from radiating light to "healing" and then to a sentimental ending.

I took a deep breath, feeling so embarrassed that I got goosebumps all over.

I kind of regret revealing my identity.

Because of the play that Gu Mingli acted in...

That's so embarrassing!!

The sound of orderly footsteps came from afar.

The clanging sound of armor clashing grew louder as it approached.

Liu An led a troop of imperial guards from the direction of the snack street.

Thirty fully armed Imperial Guard soldiers stood in two rows, their steps perfectly synchronized, the tips of their long spears gleaming.

The people automatically made way for them.

The three assassins were bound hand and foot and put into the Imperial Guard's prison cart.

That night.

The news that "the Cui family sent assassins to kill the emperor" spread like wildfire throughout the streets and alleys of Kyoto.

The storyteller in the teahouse wrote a story overnight.

The men drinking in the tavern were slamming their fists on the table and cursing the Cui family.

The elderly women visiting each other in the alley gathered together and whispered among themselves.

This is outrageous.

When the emperor went on an incognito tour to observe the people's conditions, the Cui family actually dared to attempt an assassination in the street.

Thousands of people witnessed it firsthand; the evidence is irrefutable.

The news reached the Cui residence at midnight.

Cui Ming was just getting ready to go to bed.

Zhou Qiao burst into the study, drenched in sweat and pale-faced.

"Master Cui! Something's happened!"

After listening to Zhou Qiao's report, Cui Ming was stunned for a long time.

The string of sandalwood prayer beads on her wrist snapped with a "crack," and the beads scattered all over the floor with a clatter.

In all his years, he had never seen anyone as shameless as Gu Mingli!

Cui Ming lost his temper.

With a loud crash, the rosewood tea table was overturned.

Teacups and teapots were shattered all over the floor.

"Idiots! A bunch of idiots!"

Cui Ming's chest heaved violently.

His old face turned bright red, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

This is defamation!

This is smearing the Cui family!

For decades, the Cui family has used this method to control the nobility and monopolize the market.

He kills anyone who disobeys him, and he has never failed.

Why did you repeatedly fail when it came to assassinating Gu Mingli?

Most importantly, how did this incident become known as "The Cui Family's Assassination of the Emperor"?!

This crime is enough to warrant the execution of the entire family!

"Those three good-for-nothings! Three good-for-nothings!"

Cui Ming gritted his teeth and pointed his finger at the door.

"Who gave them the right to lay a hand on the emperor?!"

Zhou Qiao knelt on the ground, trembling.

"Master Cui... According to our scouts... our three assassins had no idea the Emperor was present."

"Who could have predicted that the emperor would happen to be traveling incognito? Even if he were, how could he lower himself to play duck-catching?"

Cui Ming closed his eyes, a mouthful of blood welling up inside him.

Cui Ming was a powerful figure in the court and the country, scheming and plotting countless schemes.

Now, however, a dull-witted editor, in front of thousands of people, has poured a huge amount of dirty water on the Cui family.

Most importantly, he still can't wash off this basin of water.