"Not bad." Cuihua proudly straightened her neck, and her slightly thick face looked a little honest.

Xiao Zesheng laughed, he looked left and right, and he couldn't see that Cuihua was actually a female Taoist: "It is said that all Taoist priests have to find Huigen, how can they find a girl like you." ”

"What? You've become a little ghost, and you still owe this mouth. Cuihua sneered, and thoughtfully, "No wonder you can't become the backbone of the Xiao family." ”

Xiao Zesheng's face immediately turned gloomy, and he squatted on the ground without saying a word.

"Taishan's Xiao family, who has been a Taoist priest for generations, has a Xiao Zesheng who doesn't know anything halfway, and he doesn't even have a spiritual root. Now that the body is still occupied, things in this world are strange. Cuihua elaborated without emotion, and glanced at Yan Wuheng again, "If this person you keep shouting about is the prince of Yan Kingdom, it means that he is dead and has taken away your body." ”

Speaking of this, she paused and said without mercy: "Xiao Zesheng, how weak are you, you can be occupied by a dead soul." ”

Xiao Zesheng became more and more sad, he pulled his hair and sighed.

"It's really strange that there is a resurrection of a corpse in this world." Yan Wuheng couldn't help but be indignant when he heard this.

Cuihua smiled meaningfully: "There are not only the two of you in this world who have such adventures, as for the other person, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed." ”

"Tell me one or two." Yan Wuheng answered, he had already figured out Cuihua's temperament, and he was obviously a talker who couldn't hide his words.

Cuihua coughed twice, leaned into his ear, and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "The queen of Dachen, Ji Qiang!" ”

Yan Wuheng was stunned, and then returned to normal.

The next day, the sun had just risen, and there was already a horse-drawn carriage galloping on the official road.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, where are we going?" Xiao Zesheng sat in the carriage, and his whole person was a little confused.

On the one hand, he was forcibly taken away by Yan Wuheng and was far away from the pain of his hometown, and on the other hand, he was still a person and a ghost.

Yan Wuheng evoked an uninhibited smile, and as far as he could see, it was all a prairie fire, and he whistled: "Looking for your emperor and queen of Dachen." ”

"What do you want to do?" Xiao Zesheng immediately got up, and most of the confusion in his mind was gone, and he stared at Yan Wuheng vigilantly, "You don't want to do whatever you want with this body of mine, especially to do something bad to the emperor." Otherwise, my Xiao Mansion will punish the Nine Clans. ”

Yan Wuheng touched the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, shook his head and smiled: "Naturally, I won't let you fall into that situation, just rest assured." ”

On the road, the pleasant local song of Yanguo was raised, and it drifted away with the wind and sand.

Yan Guo made a fuss at this time, and in the palace, the national teacher stood in the middle, facing the king's anger and grief, his face was impermanent.

"National teacher, there is a way to save the king's son." The king said sadly, he was in tears at this time, looking at Yan Wuheng's face lying calmly, he couldn't help but whimper.

The national teacher bowed lightly: "Don't cry king, the prince's soul is wandering away, and he doesn't know where he went, if he can return, he will be able to wake up." ”

Yan Wuheng's henchman knelt on the ground, overjoyed to hear this, because the king couldn't get up in front of him to ask what was going on.

"Really?" The king asked, with tears on his face.

The national teacher nodded, and slowly closed his eyes while calculating where Yan Wuheng's soul was.

No one around him dared to disturb him, the atmosphere was solemn and worried, and the palace maids all lowered their heads, and they could hear their own heartbeats quietly, plopping and plopping. Niuniu Chinese Network

Half paid, the national teacher opened his eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"National teacher, how's it going?" The king stepped forward and asked hurriedly, expecting to hide in his eyes.

"It's in Dachen." The national teacher paced back and forth, and finally sighed, "Your Majesty, the prince's soul and divine sense have gone to Dachen, and the specific direction seems to be on the official road, towards Beijing." ”

The king hurriedly answered: "Then send someone to Dachen, and make every effort to find this king's Heng'er!" ”

"Yes." The national teacher took a step back and bowed his head slightly.

When he first calculated, he discovered a shocking secret! The national teacher stood outside the palace and looked towards Shen Zhizhang's mansion, it turned out that the queen of Dachen was there.

Shen Zhizhang carried the pastries into the West Chamber, and before entering the room, he deliberately restrained his appearance and stepped in. The moment he saw Ji Qiang, his eyes lit up a little, and he smiled flatteringly: "I specially bought some pastries, you can taste them." ”

"Thank you, Lord Shen." Ji Qiang got up and took it, and asked casually, with incredulity and curiosity on her face, "My lord, I heard something. ”

"It doesn't hurt to be straight." Shen Zhizhang nodded, he liked Ji Qiang's bright apricot blossom eyes like amber the most, which were delicate and beautiful.

Ji Qiang sighed and continued: "I heard that something happened to the prince? ”

Shen Zhizhang's expression immediately rose, he looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one, he said slowly: "Today, the king summoned the national teacher to find a way to save the crown prince, and I don't know how to deal with it in the end." However, I heard that tomorrow the little prince of Dachen will be sent back, and he will be escorted by the national teacher himself. ”

"That's right." In order not to show flaws, Ji Qiang hurriedly stuffed a piece of pastry into the entrance.

The soft and glutinous sweetness filled the whole mouth, and the taste buds were fully enjoyed, but she was a little choked when she ate too quickly.

"Eat slowly, drink saliva." Shen Zhizhang poured a cup of tea and handed it to her, his eyes revealing doting.

Looking at all this cold killing in the dark, his face became more and more cold, and he stared at Shen Zhizhang with murderous intent.

Ji Qiang, who was aware of her gaze, looked at the top of the beam, her brows furrowed slightly, and her fingers were slightly raised, thoughtful.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zhizhang followed her gaze, his expression revealing curiosity.

Ji Qiang hurriedly lowered her head, smiled and said nothing, she covered her mouth and coughed twice: "My lord, I'm a little sleepy." ”

"Then I won't disturb your rest." Shen Zhizhang hurriedly got up, and met her slightly apologetic eyes, and his heart was moved again.

He was reluctant to leave, turning back three times in one step, even if he wanted to stay in his heart, he didn't dare to speak.

The room returned to quiet, Ji Qiang slowly and carefully sipped the tea, and said lightly: "Come out." ”

"I've seen the queen mother in cold killing." Leng Kill jumped from the roof, knelt in front of Ji Qiang, and lowered his head slightly.

Ji Qiang sighed and raised her eyes to look at him: "When will you go back to Dachen." ”

"Tomorrow, the national teacher of Yan Guo will personally transport the little prince, and his subordinates can arrange for the mother to enter the carriage to take care of the little prince." Leng Kill replied, the iceberg face was still the same as always, and there was no warmth in his speech.

Outside the door, Fan Er covered her mouth stiffly, not letting herself make any sound, she never thought that Ji Qiang was actually the queen of Dachen?!

Just as he wanted to turn around and tell Shen Zhizhang, a cold thing was pressed against his waist, and an emotionless voice came into his ears: "Don't move." ”