Chapter 304: Gu Death and Death

After listening to this, Qing Wu nodded reassuringly. "When she was sent home unconscious, it was also our sisters who personally dressed her, checked her whole body, and had no possibility www.biquge.info of carrying Gu control secrets.

In order to make the mother Gu perfectly fuse in her body and prevent the mother Gu's backlash, the eldest prince wasted more than half of her internal strength, and now she is in retreat to recover her internal strength. Even if he got out, there were other disciples who deliberately stumbled him.

Before she got married, she wanted to see the eldest prince again and learn the Gu control technique. When the elders arrive...... She didn't have a chance to learn Gu control if she wanted to!" The corners of her mouth hooked up with a bewitching evil smile.

“…… What kind of master? If she wants to be, let her be a puppet lord, hehe....... "She Xiao has been thinking about the mother Gu for a long time, but she was actually given to an ordinary woman by the eldest prince, damnable!

Is it true that she loves the eldest prince? she's just for the mother Gu in his body!

After lunch, Zhuo Nan waved away everyone and returned to the bed. A person, picking up the painting in the bed, quietly unfolded it, and spread it on the quilt.

A large sea of chrysanthemums comes into view, and in addition to a piece of golden, the color is also mixed with other magnificent colors.

In the sea of chrysanthemums, a woman in a pink gauze skirt looms.

Zhuo Nan carefully identified it, and the person in the painting was herself!

Comparing the angle of the painting, Zhuo Nan instantly recalled some of the layouts in the liquor store in Lianruo Temple, and immediately concluded that the perspective of this painting was Jingrong standing at the window on the second floor of the liquor store, staring at her back.

Zhuo Nan's heart suddenly bloomed, and his cheeks were red. Covering his hot face, he lowered his head to carefully observe this picture of a beautiful woman in the sea of Kikumi.

There is no one else in the picture except her and the endless Juhai.

The more I look at this painting, the more Zhuo Nan likes it. In the upper left corner, there is also a poem inscribed in response to the occasion. It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, and there are no flowers when this flower blooms.

Zhuo Nan frowned, she clearly remembered that this was a masterpiece of a great poet named Yuan Zhen, which should have been; not the preference for chrysanthemums among flowers, this flower is even more flowerless.

Could it be that she remembered it wrong? It can't be! She never forgets it, how can she remember it wrong?

Could it be that Jing Rong made a mistake? This is even more impossible, with his talent, how could he write it wrong?

Zhuo Nan was full of doubts and commanded outward. "Xinyi. ”

"The slave is here. Lan Yi opened the curtain and walked into the inner room from the outside. "What do you command?"

"Go to the study and find a complete collection of poems. ”

"Yes. ”

Zhuo Nan lay on the bed and waited quietly. Since she woke up, not only did she feel strange physically, but even the people around her felt strange.

For example, now, the twin sisters live in a side courtyard with Qing Yi, but she can sense their existence strangely!

The five senses are not only twice as strong as before, but also have the ability to sense people's locations?

It's strange that there should be other minions in the side courtyard, but she can only sense the three of them.

Zhuo Nan was puzzled, and the electric light flashed in his head, and suddenly there was an additional word, 'picking yang and supplementing yin'.

All these weird things happened after she and Jing Rong performed the Zhou Gong ceremony and woke up.

She was skeptical...... She made up for the scene!

But Jing Rong obviously has deep internal strength, even if he makes up for it, he should be an ordinary person who makes up for himself! What the hell is going on?

Thinking of what Lan Qi said before leaving, Jing Rong sacrificed a lot for her. Is that what it means?

He must have sent her the internal force!

She doesn't know martial arts, so why waste his internal strength?

It should be fine, otherwise he wouldn't have sent someone to propose marriage today, let alone let Aoyagi bring her a chrysanthemum picture. All these messages proved that he was well.

Even so, she desperately wanted to see him!

"Miss, a collection of poems you wanted. Lan Yi walked in, put a thick book of poems on the edge of the bed, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw half a pair of chrysanthemums unfolding in the bed.

Zhuo Nan caught a glimpse of Lan Yi's eyes sweeping towards the chrysanthemum picture, and generously unfolded it to her, and said with a smile: "This is the chrysanthemum picture that Jing Lang gave me, how about it?"

In a sea of purple and red chrysanthemums, a woman looms. Lan Yi nodded. "Jing Gongzi's wonderful pen is full of flowers, the chrysanthemum sea is beautiful, and the young lady in the painting is vivid, which makes people can't help but want to get into the painting and appreciate the chrysanthemum and the beauty. ”

Zhuo Nan quietly put away the painting and said with a smile, "Your little mouth is so sweet, don't praise him so much in front of him in the future." "Lan Yi's temperament is more extroverted than Lan Qi. Although Lan Qi has a wooden temperament, she prefers Lan Qi in comparison.

"Yes. Lan Yi lowered her eyebrows and responded pleasing to her eyes.

"Go out, Miss Ben wants to take a nap. ”

Zhuo Nan lay down and watched Lan Yi walk out, turning over and facing the wall. With his memory, he rummaged through the poems recorded in the poetry collection.

When Zhuo Nan flipped through the page, he found that he was carrying a note.

Zhuo Nan frowned and picked it up, unconsciously following silently.

Calm your mind and move your heart at will...... The highest level of Gu control, thousands of miles away, killing people is invisible, and Gu deaths are dead.

Gu is dead, people are dead!

Zhuo Nan's pupils shrank, his eyes widened, and he sat up instantly.

This is the Gu control technique in Lan Qi's mouth?!How could it be entrained in the poetry collection?

Dowry, Qingyi three, chrysanthemum picture, typo, poetry collection, Gu control ....... Zhuo Nan instantly realized that this was Jing Rong's Gu control technique that Jing Rong deliberately left in the poetry collection and gave her at some point.

Lan Qi asked her to learn the Gu Control Technique, and now the Gu Control Technique suddenly appeared, it was clear that Jing Rong wanted her to learn it, and she made it so mysterious!

She really wants to learn the magic of this evil sect?

Don't...... What's going on inside the Blood Demon Gate? Otherwise, Jing Rong wants her to learn, and she can teach her in person, so why bother beating around the bush and making it so troublesome?

Zhuo Nan was puzzled, and there were more and more questions in his mind!

Turning the note over and looking at it, there were still two lines of small letters behind it: Madam, you must learn to control the Gu technique, and from now on, your fate will be up to you. If there is any doubt in your heart, the cave room spends candle nights, and the husband knows everything. If you are dissatisfied, you will be left to your wife for the husband.

Remember, from this moment on, you must not let anyone know that you are learning Gu control techniques, except for your husband, no one can be trusted!

Zhuo Nan: "......" Qingyi and her twin sisters, wasn't he sent to protect her?

I have doubts in my heart, I have to wait until the night of the candle in the cave room?! There are still three months! Jing Rong must have an accident!

Zhuo Nan was anxious, but there was no way to do it.

Jing Rong, whether it is strategy or martial arts, crushes her. What he can't even do, she went to him, just afraid that she would not help!

After pondering for a while, Zhuo Nan made a decision.

Learn to control Gu techniques, just learn it, anyway, you don't have to press your body with many skills.