Ye Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and instantly remembered!

When she first met Tong Yi in Xiangmingju, she happened to encounter Tong Yi's chronic illness, and then she combined the experience of her previous life to come up with a way to treat Tong Yi's chronic illness with sweating.

Although it is said that it will take half a year, as long as she operates it once, Xilouyue should understand.

"Well, that's the case." Ye Qinghuan laughed, and looked at Tong Yi with bright eyes: "Tong Yi, if it is convenient for you, I can treat you once, and then Xilou Yue will treat you twice a month according to my method, and your old illness will be cured in half a year at most." ”

Tong Yi smiled faintly, and his tone was unhurried: "I'm free at any time." ”

"......" Ye Qinghuan lost his mind for a moment, feeling that Tong Yi had changed a lot recently, and after a while, he smiled calmly: "Okay, tomorrow I will go to Tongfu with Xiao Nian, and today I will make preparations with Xilouyue first." ”

The so-called preparation is, of course, to prepare the equipment for steaming.

This is not the place where she was in her previous life, there is no steam room.

Therefore, she had to find a way to get Xilouyue to make a simple sweat steaming utensil.

"Hmm." Tong Yi had a pair of glass-like phoenix eyes with a faint smile.

"Let's go in first, I still have something to do with Uncle Nine!" After Ye Qinghuan said this, he turned around and walked towards the ancient mansion, pretending not to see Tong Yi and Xilouyue's slightly sunken eyes for a moment.

The three of them walked into the ancient mansion and soon parted ways.

Tong Yi and Xilouyue naturally went to see Murong Yafeng first, while Ye Qinghuan went to the study to find Murong Jiu.

She asked the guards and said that Murong Jiu had been in the study all night last night and had never come out.

When he opened the door of the study, Ye Qinghuan did have a faint strangeness in his heart, because Murong Jiu was drawing something on the table, with a solemn face.

She closed the door and walked over gently, as soon as she walked to Murong Jiu's side, Murong Jiu freed up a hand and wrapped Ye Qinghuan's soft waist around, and said in a pleasant tone: "Huanhuan went to the palace today?" ”

Obviously, all the movements of the little girl are under the control of Uncle Jiu.

"Another shadow complaint?" Ye Qinghuan pursed her lips, propped up the desk with one hand, and her eyes fell on the drawing that Murong Jiu was drawing in front of her.

"I asked him to follow, Xiliang is not as good as Dongchu, I don't worry about Huanhuan." Murong Jiu smiled, put down the brush in his other hand, and hugged Ye Qinghuan in his arms.

"Hmm...... After I came out of the palace, my father asked me to come to you. Ye Qinghuan's green and white jade fingers fell lightly on the drawing, and raised his eyebrows: "Uncle Jiu, is this busy with authenticity?" ”

If she is not mistaken, it should be the terrain of Xiliang, and the crooked one should be the tunnel.

Could it be that he planned to bury explosives in the tunnel and blow up Xiliang?

"These tunnels originally existed in Xiliang." Murong Jiu's eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips hooked up a few coldness: "If I'm not mistaken, this is the fast communication channel of the former army." But ......"

His gaze fell lightly on the drawings, and his eyebrows raised: "But now, most of these tunnels have been refilled and destroyed. ”

That army? What army?

Ye Qinghuan remembered what Huangfu Yunhua said to her, so she poked Murong Jiu's chest: "Are you and my father hiding something from me?" ”

Murong Jiu smiled softly, and his eyes were as bright as gems: "What does Huanhuan want to know?" ”