Leng Qinghuan knew that this spirit woman must not be simple, but he didn't expect to be such a ruthless character.

"Then what kind of evil art is this Holy Maiden cult practicing?"

That's what she wants to know most.

"Their evil arts are divided into six kinds: qi and blood, spiritual wisdom, premeditation, soul dementoring, spirit medium, and Si Chen, it is said that this spirit woman is very spiritual, and the evil arts practiced are very miscellaneous, but the best at it is the soul dementoring technique."

"Can you really detain people's souls? Or is it to summon the spirits of the dead? ”

Even if Jin Yu has experienced it himself, he still can't believe it, is there really such a technique in this world that is beyond the existence of science?

Xiao Er took out the portrait again and pointed it out to Leng Qinghuan: "Princess Niangniang, take a look at the eyes of this spirit woman." ”

Leng Qinghuan looked at it carefully, she glanced at it coldly, and only felt that her eyes were focused, but now she was concentrated, and she didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but she felt that her eyes were very mysterious, like a whirlpool, which could involuntarily inhale people into it.

A simple portrait, Shen Yun should be less than one-tenth, there is such a mysterious power, then she herself, if she takes a look, I am afraid that she will lose her soul in an instant.

She suddenly came to her senses: "Do you mean that Lingpo uses these eyes to control people's minds, just like ingesting souls?" ”

Xiao Er nodded: "Many people have fought with her, and for some reason, they obediently abandoned their weapons and surrendered, and died at her hands." ”

No wonder it was so abnormal that day!

This kind of soul dementorship, Leng Qinghuan understands, is a high-level technique similar to hypnosis.

"Do you know how to crack this dementorship?"

"These spells are all secrets of the Holy Maiden's Sect, and the small ones are not clear. Moreover, the eyes of this spirit woman are very different from before, and I don't know if it is because of the backlash, or if the soul dementorship has been refined again. ”

Leng Qinghuan was silent, and ordered in a deep voice: "Find a way to let out the wind and let the people of the Holy Maiden Sect know, just say that this spirit woman is now hiding in the Qiwang Mansion." ”

"The princess is trying to ......" said half of the words, and felt that the words were inappropriate, so she didn't dare to say it.

Leng Qinghuan didn't care: "I just want to borrow a knife to kill people." I don't know anything about the magic that Lingpo is good at, and it's easy to be controlled by her. It is to lure the people of the Holy Virgin Cult over and clear the portal. After all, it is also a curse for such a mad person to stay in the world. ”

Xiao Er nodded, took the food box, and went back.

Leng Qinghua hesitated, did he want to tell Murong Qi about this matter, so that he could think of a way to cut the grass and eradicate the roots? After all, the Holy Maiden Sect is far away from the mountains and rivers of Shangjing, and when the news passes, it will come and go back and forth, delaying for many days, and this spirit woman staying by Jinyu's side is a hidden danger.

It's just that Lingpo is protected by Jinyu, who will believe her own words?

Murong Qi had dinner with several generals in the evening and came back relatively late. When he returned to Chaotianque, Leng Qinghuan was drawing patterns for Wang Ma and Doudou.

The people below have already begun to prepare bedding and clothes for the baby in Leng Qinghuan's belly. The wrapping is all bright red, and the gold thread is embroidered with a hundred butterflies wearing flowers, or colorful phoenixes playing peonies. There are more small clothes, but they are also mostly girls' patterns.

Leng Qinghuan drew some Q version of the villain or animal patterns and gave them to Wang Ma and Diao Mama, so that they could embroider them with embroidery thread.

Murong Qi dispatched a team of guards to take charge of Chaotianque's security, working three shifts a day. He also selected three loyal and reliable servants and mothers-in-law from his subordinates to be responsible for Chaotianque's rough work, and sent a cook who cooked finely.

Diao Mama, Doudou and Wang Ma's work suddenly became idle, only concentrating on serving Leng Qinghuan, reaching out for food to open her mouth, and hating to feed the food to her mouth. So I had time to prepare the supplies needed for the baby's birth.

Leng Qinghuan told them very firmly that the child in his womb was a little county lord.

Murong Qi understood her thoughts, that is, to protect the child in her womb, she didn't want to attract too much attention, and the last time Hai Dongqing hurt people was a lesson.

He lifted the curtain and entered the house, and Wang Ma and the others immediately packed up the embroidery thread with the eyesight, presented the tea handkerchief, and then retreated.

Murong Qi wiped his face with a handkerchief, rolled up his sleeves, walked up to Leng Qinghuan, and naturally half-squatted down and put his ears on Leng Qinghuan's bulging belly.

"Is the child honest today?"

Leng Qinghuan's heart was overflowing with joy: "What are you honest, you always stretch your arms and kick your legs, and you don't see stop." ”

"Where did you go when you were glaring at me with all the strength you were doing? A little guy can't clean it up, so I'll teach him a lesson for you in the evening. ”

Leng Qinghuan naturally understood the meaning of his two words, his face turned red, and he sighed: "Aren't you tired of crawling in the barracks for a day?" ”

Under the candlelight, a pretty face was full of red, and her eyes were full of shyness and hatred, which made Murong Qi's heart move: "Do you know what the big guys in the barracks are talking about us behind their backs? ”

"How?"

"They are looking forward to it, you can learn from those demon concubines who have brought disaster to the country and the people, and will confuse me, it is best to be so tired that my waist and knees are sore, and I can't get out of bed, lest I have too much energy and train them all day long, and I will be as tired as a dead dog."

Leng Qing Huanrao is thick-skinned, and he can't stand being talked about behind his back like this, so he stood up angrily: "You just let them talk nonsense like this!" I'll go to the barracks with you, and let them taste my awesomeness! ”

Murong Qi wrapped his arms around her waist, rested his chin in her shoulder socket, and chuckled: "You are so powerful, just use it on me, when will you let me beg for mercy?" ”

Leng Qinghuan was even more embarrassed: "Chengri is not serious, where did you go with the momentum of 2580,000 yuan?" Humming and chirping like an unweaned puppy. ”

Murong Qi glanced meaningfully at her increasingly mellow plumpness: "Sure?" ”

Leng Qinghuan raised his finger and pestle his forehead angrily: "There is no seriousness again, let go of me and tell you something serious." ”

"What's serious?" Murong Qi hugged her and didn't let go, and the wine exhaled from his mouth was a little smoky.

"Didn't I draw drawings a few days ago, look for porcelain craftsmen, and fire ceramic pipes and bathtubs, and toilets or something. It has been successfully fired. Yesterday, I found a craftsman to uncover the bluestone slabs in the two idle rooms in the west wing, dug the sewer, and went out along the ditch. ”

Murong Qi's hands were not honest, and he listened absent-mindedly: "You and I are already husband and wife, and I don't know what you are shy about, you don't dare to bathe in front of this king, can I still eat you?" ”

Do you eat less!!

The lesson from the past, this is a lesson of blood and tears, and you must not bathe in front of Murong Qi, even if it is through the screen! That's why Leng Qinghuan racked his brains and overcame many difficulties to design these two washrooms.

Especially now that my waist is getting more and more bulky, it is really inconvenient to bathe in a bath bucket.

Leng Qinghuan was slandered in her heart, but she did not fight uselessly, she continued: "During the construction this afternoon, the craftsman dug up something from the door. ”

"What's that? Baby? ”

Leng Qinghuan came out of his arms, took out two bamboo cards and handed them to him: "It's two bamboo cards, with words on them, wrapped in red cloth, and buried under the bluestone slab." Looking at it like this, it should have just been buried. ”

Murong Qi approached the candlelight and took a look, but it was just two palm-sized bamboo plaques, carved with some more complex and weird lines, and two rows of small characters were written with a brush stroke by stroke, which were clearly legible.

- A thorn in the chest, a nail in the heart, even if they hug each other, they hurt each other.