At this time, the night pearl seemed to be integrated with Mu Zi, and the aura in the night pearl began to flow, first rotating in the beads, and then the flow speed became faster and faster, gradually, it began to flow into Mu Zi's body along Mu Zi's hand, and under the guidance of Mu Zi's own internal strength, it traveled along the meridians of the whole body, and returned to the dantian after a week, slowly gathering.

Soon, the luster of the night pearl in Mu Zi's hand gradually dimmed, losing the support of the aura, the ore gradually became fragile, and finally, it turned into a pile of pale gray dust, which dispersed as soon as the wind blew.

Feeling the aura gathered in the dantian, Mu Zi gently exhaled a breath of turbid air. As she estimated before, these auras were just enough to heal Xue Jincheng's legs.

Mu Zi once again clearly realized that cultivation was no longer possible.

It took a few months for Mu Zi to accept the reality that she had to stay in this world, but she couldn't accept her aimless self.

Heal Xue Jincheng's leg and raise Sister Yuan'er, this seems to be the only meaning of Mu Zi's stay here.

Losing your goal makes the whole day feel like a nightmare.

Mu Zi is a person who has died once, and his past obsessions are now downplayed.

New life, boring and boring. Although the Hou Mansion is facing many problems, it is obvious that everyone in the Mansion has their own plans, and they can deal with it properly, and there is no need for her participation at all.

"Madam, Zhang Defu in the front yard asks to see Madame!"

"Oh?" Mu Zi came back to her senses, "What did you say?" ”

"It's... The slave doesn't know! The little girl was a little flustered, and knelt directly on the ground.

Mu Zi raised her hand, this little girl is just a third-class maid who sprinkles and sweeps, Ah Gui has just been sent by her to Qinghe Ju to send some clothes to Sister Yuan, she is not here at this time, this little girl is not thoughtful, Mu Zi does not blame her.

When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he saw the little girl in the front yard, Mu Zi had some impression of him, it was from Xue Jincheng's yard.

"What's the matter?" Mu Zi asked.

"The slave has seen Mrs. Shizi! It's the prince... Oh no, yes, it's Imperial Doctor Zhang and Imperial Doctor Gu, the prince lost his temper when he saw the two imperial doctors... When the minions came out, the front yard was already in a mess! Zhang Defu was also a little anxious, and just wanted to quickly pull Mu Zi over to put out the fire.

Mu Zi was stunned when she heard this, she was not worried about Xue Jincheng, because she wanted to drive Imperial Doctor Zhang away, Xue Jincheng lost his temper once yesterday, and this time today, ninety percent of it was also pretended by him.

It's just that why did Imperial Doctor Zhang come again? Could it be that the emperor ordered it?

Mu Zi had the heart to tell Zhang Defu that it would be fine, and she didn't want to go over, but... They were all invited into the yard, and it seemed impossible not to go. Mu Zi resigned himself to his fate, "Lead the way!" ”

When Mu Zi arrived in the front yard, she learned that Imperial Doctor Zhang had been invited by Mrs. Wu'anhou, and only Gu Mingzhuo was here.

Mu Zi thought about it, Gu Mingzhuo seemed to be her own person, so it stands to reason that there should be no need to pretend, but Mu Zi entered the room and found that the atmosphere was very depressing.

Xue Jincheng sat in a wheelchair with a gloomy face, and Gu Mingzhuo sat on a chair with an indifferent face, as if it was about to freeze. The two of them were silent, but they looked at Mu Zi when Mu Zi came in.

"This..."Mu Zigang wanted to ask what was wrong, but was interrupted by Xue Jincheng before he could speak.

"Ah Zi, come here!" Xue Jincheng's voice was low, but if he listened carefully, he could hear the urgency in his tone.

“？” Mu Zi couldn't figure out the situation, but he still walked towards Xue Jincheng.

"Squeak-" The sound of wood rubbing against the ground sounded sharply, Mu Zi turned around, and saw Gu Mingzhuo standing up, the chair that was originally sitting under him was three feet away from him, and a white mark was pulled out on the ground.

"Farewell!" Gu Mingzhuo said coldly in his voice.

"Don't send it!" Xue Jincheng also said coldly, his nose snorting softly.