Chapter Eighty-Seven: Mortals

The guards heard that Imperial Doctor Wu had said this, and thought that the harem was full of people who couldn't afford to offend, so he pursed his lips and opened the palace door with a look of reluctance.

Seeing the palace door open, Leng Yi Yanyan eagerly raised her legs and stepped forward, and the imperial doctor Wu on the side was carefully supporting, and she couldn't understand why she insisted on coming out.

But standing at the gate of the palace, she looked a little hesitant when she raised her feet. After hesitating for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, he slammed his foot on the ground.

That foot landed on the ground, which seemed to others to be fluttering, but in Leng Yiyan's heart, this foot shattered all her doubts.

Her doubts were relieved, but Imperial Doctor Wu's confusion was even worse, but he didn't ask, just carefully stayed aside.

The guard pressed one hand on the hilt of the knife, looking quite nervous, but the flashing gaze in his eyes revealed the panic in his heart, as if he was wondering: if these two people ran away, whether he would chase or not. To catch up, to cut or not to cut? If you get hurt, will you be blamed by your superiors!?

Obediently, I'm really sad to die! It's so embarrassing!

Fortunately, all the guards' "predictions" were superfluous, and this amazingly beautiful cold girl slowly paced back and forth at the door twice, and returned to the cold palace without saying a word.

The guards hurriedly closed the door of the cold palace as if they had been granted amnesty.

"Miss Leng, it's windy outside, why don't you go back and rest?" Imperial Doctor Wu said cautiously.

Leng Yi Yanyan didn't say anything, she looked up at the sky, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Mortals, have you become mortals!? Before, I didn't know why, I couldn't stretch my hand out of the palace gate at all, but I could still mobilize my spiritual power and sense spiritual power. But now, she felt extremely weak, probably because she never knew what kind of feelings mortals had.

Suddenly losing her spiritual power as a reliance, she naturally felt unwell, and she had never encountered such a situation. As a fairy spirit that was really bred from a stone, how long can this body be able to support now that it has no spiritual power? She wasn't sure at all, and she didn't know what to do!

Looking back at what Imperial Doctor Wu said before, it was obvious that Hu Si had heard that the immortal named the White Lady was powerful, so he went to her to find a "good cure". But for some reason, he didn't tell himself about it, but lied to himself into eating the flower cake!

It can be seen that the problem lies in the flower cake, but in the final analysis, the source is in the white lady!

Could it be that there really are immortals in this place? And this immortal still has a grudge against himself? Or rather, what kind of strange monk? Alchemist? Monster?

There is no result for Hengzhu to think blindly here, the key is to find out this white lady!

However, during these days in the cold palace, Leng Yi Yanyan has realized that the harem is not a place where she can come and go freely, especially now that she has become a "mortal"!

If you can't rely on yourself, you can only rely on others! And right now, the people Leng Yi Yanyan knows who can enter and exit the palace and are slightly credible, except for Hu Guard, only the Imperial Doctor Wu in front of her is left!

After thinking clearly, Leng Yi Yanyan turned her gaze to Imperial Doctor Wu and stared at him with a scrutinizing gaze, staring at him until he was full of panic. He coughed dryly twice and asked, "Miss Leng, you look at me like this, yes, is there something wrong?" ”

"That's right, I, I have something, I want to ask Imperial Doctor Wu, I don't know, can you help?"