At Qi Huan's insistence, An Le still used his special voice to read the letter written by Qi Junlan in a frustrated tone.

After reading it, there was a dead silence in the banquet room.

After a while, many people looked at Qi Phantom with a slightly different gaze.

This princess doesn't look like a fool, does she?

How can you deceive people in such a clumsy way?

How could a person who had been buried for several years write a letter asking for reconciliation with her husband?

As a result, everyone's eyes were full of disdain when they looked at Qi Huan.

At the same time, looking at Lan Haoxuan's eyes, they were full of sympathy and pity.

Encountering such a madman is indeed worthy of sympathy!

Lan Haoxuan, who can be sympathized with, is not very happy at this time!

Lan Haoxuan's eyes looked directly at the thin piece of letter paper in An Le's hand, as if he wanted to see a hole in that piece of paper!

Although he knew that it was impossible, an incredible idea still popped up in Lan Haoxuan's heart.

Qi Junlan is still alive!

As soon as this thought came to mind, Lan Haoxuan trembled with fright.

"It can't be!" he said.

But when the people next to him heard it, they all felt that what he said was impossible, meaning that the letter could not be true!

"Yes, how could a dead man write a letter, this must be a conspiracy of the princess of the protector or the Qi family!"

Qi Xuan stood there, looked at Lan Haoxuan condescendingly, and said with a disdainful expression, "Why does Lord Lan think it's impossible?"

Before Lan Haoxuan could speak, an adult next to him opened his mouth for him: "Do you still need to ask? Mrs. Qi was buried in the ancestral grave of the Lan family a few years ago, and now it may have turned into mud, you take out a letter written in the name of Mrs. Qi now, who would think this is true?"

Qi Huan glanced at the adult and said: "I don't know who is buried in the ancestral grave of the Lan family, whether she turned into mud or not, I don't know, I believe that Lord Lan must know this very well, but Mrs. Qi has never been buried in the ancestral grave of the Lan family." Am I right?

Lan Haoxuan was already so frightened that he couldn't say a word!

It took a long time for him to calm down a bit.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Junlan was indeed buried in my Lan family's ancestral grave a few years ago!"

Lan Haoxuan said.

"Are you sure?" Qi Fantasy said playfully.

"Nature is certain!"

Even if Mama Ming returned to the Qi family with Qi Junlan's body, and the Qi family buried Qi Junlan somewhere in the Qi family, who can prove that it was Qi Junlan?

You must know that the funeral held by the Lan family for Qi Junlan was quite grand, and many of these people who came to the Halloween banquet had witnessed the funeral, and they could testify for him!

Anyway, people have turned into mud, and even if you look for someone to see it, you will definitely not be able to see anything!

This is Lan Haoxuan's confidence!

"Lord Lan is really stubborn!"

"That's just the way it is!"

"Is it? Lord Lan is so confident, is he sure that Mrs. Qi is dead?"

Lan Haoxuan's heart was shocked.

Could it be that Qi Junlan didn't die at that time? Maybe Mama Ming saw this, so she took Qi Junlan and left?

Yes!

The Qi family is famous for medicine, even if it is now declining, but after all, there has been a master like Qi Miao, if he says that he has not left some heritage, it is estimated that no one will believe it, right?

Could it be that Qi Junlan is really still alive?

Or is this little girl cheating on him?

Lan Haoxuan didn't know what to do for a while.

"Lord Lan seems to have forgotten what my Qi family is for existence in the world! It's medicine! A small heart-devouring phantom flower, is it difficult to solve? A random ambergris plant is enough to detoxify. ”

Qi Huan said very lightly, as if he had forgotten that he had put a lot of effort into getting a ambergris plant.

Poof-

Ahem cough cough –

Long Jingtian is eating and drinking while watching this big play, it is really more exciting than finding a special artist to come over and tell a story!

I was listening well, and I poured a sip of tea into it, and I heard Qi Huan suddenly come to such a sentence, and I couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of water!

Just one plant of ambergris is enough to detoxify!

Look at what you say, how domineering!

This is when ambergris is a winter cabbage?

Long Jingtian wiped his lips with the cotton towel handed over by An Le, and then glared at Qi Huan.

Qi Huan raised his eyebrows at Long Jingtian and said, "Your Majesty also wants ambergris?" Okay, then I'll give you one!"

Qi Huan took out a jade box and handed it to An Le, who presented it to Long Jingtian's table.

Long Jingtian will be skeptical.

From the bottom of his heart, Long Jingtian didn't believe that Qi Huan would collect ambergris, and even if he did, it must have been saved when Qi Miao was there, maybe the medicinal effect had already passed.

But when Long Jingtian opened the jade box, he was stunned!

The verdant plant lying in the jade box between them is exactly the same as the ambergris grass described in the ancient books, but although it can't be seen, Long Jingtian can clearly feel the surging aura emanating from this ambergris grass.

"This, this is really ambergris!" exclaimed Long Jingtian.

In fact, even if he doesn't say it, many people can feel the vigorous vitality exuded by the lock of ambergris.

Xuan Ming's expression moved, and his eyes looked at Qi Huan with complicated eyes, how many surprises were waiting for them with this master of his?

And the Flowing Firefly Fairy was much more direct, she looked at Qi Huan with unexpected pain: "Master, you are so generous, that is ambergris, the flesh and bones of the dead and dead, you just gave it to him?"

The Flowing Firefly Fairy is distressed for Qi Huan, although he knows that the master is a generous person, but he didn't expect that he is not only generous to his own family, but also treats Long Jingtian, an outsider, and is also very generous.

"It's just a ambergris plant, and if you want to go back, I'll give you one!" Qi Huan said with a smile.

The Flowing Firefly Fairy said honestly and unceremoniously: "Then I will thank the master first!"

Xuan Ming couldn't help but glance at Qi Xuan for a moment.

Qi Huan nodded to him, signaling that he would have a share as well.

Xuan Ming stopped speaking with satisfaction.

Qi Huan said to Lan Haoxuan: "Lord Lan, you didn't expect it, did you? At the beginning, you spoiled your concubine and killed your wife, not only did you connive at the concubine's family to poison Mrs. Qi, but you also wanted to kill her when she was still alive.

Hehe, fortunately, you must not have paid attention to the funeral at the beginning, and there was not even a person to keep a vigil in the mourning hall at night, so I was able to easily take Mrs. Qi away!

Lord Lan, you know that Mrs. Qi is missing, but you still insist on holding a funeral and letting people worship something that you don't know what it is, are you taking everyone for a fool?"