Seeing Song Nianbei and Song Nanzhou walking to the side and talking to themselves, Prince Cheng and Princess Qiao seemed to be relieved.

In a blink of an eye, he saw that his husband was staring at him, and said with a smile: "The prince is so black-mouthed and black-faced, but he doesn't want to see our mother and son come back to the house?" Knowing this, Bei'er and I stayed in Luzhou Mansion, so as not to come back and hinder the eyes of the prince. ”

Prince Cheng listened to her coquettish tone, looked at her charming eyes like silk, where could he still care about being angry, seeing that the two brothers did not pay attention to this, he grasped the princess's little hand like congealed cream, and laughed in a low voice: "If the princess doesn't come back, she will want to destroy the king." ”

"The prince is a liar." Qiao's face blushed like a little girl, "There are many concubines in the house, and the prince is afraid that he will not remember the concubine for a long time." ”

"How can they compare with the heart and soul of this king?" Prince Cheng's favorite is his princess's coquettish and charming posture, and he almost couldn't hold it, so he couldn't bear it when he thought of the presence of his two sons.

……

When Prince Cheng's Mansion had a harmonious dinner, the atmosphere in the Prime Minister's Mansion, not far from the imperial city, was very solemn.

"Master, how come it is that today, the sister hasn't woken up yet?" The young and handsome Prime Minister Xu Shen, who was full of great names, frowned, and his sharp gaze fell on the old monk in a fiery red robe not far away.

"Didn't you say that everything went well, that the soul of the sister has been recalled by you, but she still hasn't woken up? But what's wrong? Xu Shen asked repeatedly.

Xu Shen became famous as a prodigy, and at the age of fourteen, he entered the court as an official with the talent of the champion, but in just eight years, he became the youngest and most promising and famous jade-faced prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It's just that at this time, his handsome face is not as warm and warm as usual, and his long frowning eyebrows and slightly distorted face make him a little gloomy and impatient.

The old monk in the red robe looked even more strange and abnormal, he was not as kind as other monks, his wrinkled old face was as furrowed as the bark of an old tree, and his cloudy old eyes did not have the slightest color of compassion, only a sickly fanaticism and incomprehension.

"Lord Xu, don't be impatient." He clasped his palms together at Xu Shen and saluted: "Miss Xu's soul has indeed been recalled by Lao Wei, and she has not woken up yet, which is indeed very unreasonable. ”

He paused, and saw that the young and handsome Prime Minister was holding back his anger, as if he would immediately turn his face as long as he didn't say a word, and hurriedly said: "My lord, do you still remember that when the old man was luring the soul of Miss Xu, he once said to the adult that you must be quiet around. But on that day, the old man heard a commotion outside? ”

Xu Shen endured his anxiety and anger, thought about it carefully, and nodded: "It's true." On that day, Prince Cheng and a group of rabble gathered outside Zhuangzi to make trouble, and I sent them away, what? ”

"Lao Wei can't sense her soul in Miss Xu now, so he dares to guess, I'm afraid the problem is at that time."

"What do you mean?"

"At that time, it was a critical time, and Miss Xu's soul failed to return to her body, and it was very likely that she went with the group of people that day."

Xu Shen's eyebrows jumped.

The old monk continued: "The top priority is to retrieve Miss Xu's soul as soon as possible. Don't worry too much, you and Miss Xu are siblings, and the blood relationship is deep, and the old man will cast a spell again, using the blood of the adult as a guide to lure the soul of Miss Xu back to the body. ”

originally thought that Xu Shen would not have a word, he paid a price that ordinary people couldn't believe to lure Xu Wenxiang's soul back, but now he just needs his blood to make his sister wake up.

Who knew that Xu Shen was silent.

"My lord, you don't need a lot of blood......"

"The master has worked hard, let's go down and rest first." Xu Shen waved his hand and said, "I will arrange this matter as soon as possible." ”

Although the old monk felt strange, he didn't ask much, but smiled strangely: "Your Excellency, you have to hurry, the old man's time is running out." ”

……

After the old monk left, only the petite girl lying motionless behind the curtain was allowed in the house.

The girl's face was hidden behind the curtain, silent, as if she had died.

Xu Shen lifted the curtain and looked at her with lowered eyes.

The girl was still as delicate as ever, her face was ruddy as if she had just fallen asleep, but her chest did not rise or fall at all.

Xu Shen stretched out his hand, gently caressed the girl's snow-white and flawless little face, and slowly spoke in the darkness of the room.

"Don't be afraid, my brother will definitely be able to get you back."