"No, she's not." Shangguan Honglie said firmly, I don't know why, he just believes her inexplicably now: "Before she lost her memory, maybe yes, but after the amnesia, she is no longer the original Feng Yufei." Ying Mingming didn't answer, but changed the topic lightly, he knew that Shangguan Honglie really had to fall into it, I hope Feng Yufei will not become their fetters: "Madam Xian, what do you think?" Shangguan Honglie raised his head suddenly, his eyes were a little intriguing and incomprehensible, he had always been reluctant to think about Xian'er's affairs, maybe he was afraid that after thinking about it, he would let himself down. The subordinates just reminded that Feng Yufei is no longer the original Feng Yufei, and Mrs. Immortal may no longer be the original immortal. Ying sighed and left, leaving Shangguan Honglie alone here thinking about something.

Xian'er, who returned to her residence, thought about it for two nights and a day, and now finally couldn't help it, she beckoned to Cuiliu, and commanded in a low voice: "Cuiliu, help me spread the message quickly, I want to solve this big problem as soon as possible." Xian'er attached to Cuiliu's ear, and said so, a pair of black and white eyes full of evil energy. Cuiliu nodded yes, found an inconspicuous time, quietly slipped out of the palace, stopped in front of a mansion, and stepped forward to secretly buckle the knocker three times, but each time the strength was one more point than the one. Sure enough, someone inside responded: "Who is it?" Cuiliu looked around vigilantly, and then lowered her voice and replied, "I, Cuiliu." The vermilion gate came, and Cuiliu quickly flashed in and asked, "Is the Holy Son here?" The black-clothed porter didn't answer, just made a gesture of invitation, and took the lead towards the east wing.

"Cuiliu, why are you here this time?" The Holy Son of the Sanctuary sat on a wooden chair by the window, still wearing a hideous bronze mask on his face, and his words were buzzing. Cuiliu first saluted respectfully to the Holy Son, and said: "The slave maid Cuiliu visited the Holy Son, and this time I came because Miss Xian'er wanted to solve Feng Yufei in advance, so she sent the slave maid to deliver a letter to the Holy Son. After finishing speaking, Cuiliu took out a cowhide envelope from between her sleeves and respectfully handed it to the Holy Son. After the Holy Son finished reading it, there seemed to be a hint of a smile in his voice: "You go back and tell Xian'er, after five days, we will act, before that, let her be at ease, and if there is any situation, notify in time." Cuiliu retreated while agreeing, and then ran to the fat powder shop in the downtown area, bought some rouge gouache, and then returned to the Six Kings' Mansion and conveyed the words of the Holy Son to Xian'er.

"Hmph, let you live happily for another five days, after five days, there will be no more Feng Yufei in this world, and I don't have to worry about Shangguan Honglie empathizing with him." Xian'er lay on her side on the bed and smiled coldly, and Cuiliu, who was on the side, couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in her heart. At this moment, Xue Yan walked in from outside, still holding a bowl of steaming decoction in her hand, walked to Xian'er with a smile, put the decoction in her hand on the bedside table, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Xian, this is the prince found all the famous doctors in Yancheng to give you prescriptions and medicines, and it was easy to get a pair, so he ordered the slave maid to boil it alive and serve you to eat, and the prince will come to see you later." ”

"Let's put it there first, I just slept for a while, and I'm not in the mood to take medicine at this time, let's take it later, did the prince say when he would come?" Xian'er regained her weak appearance, coughed twice from time to time, and asked with a slight gasp. Xue Yan hurriedly patted Xian'er on the back, and said worriedly: "Mrs. Xian, you should hurry up and drink this medicine, the slave and maid see that your body is getting worse and worse day by day, I don't know how distressed the prince is, you don't know, the prince has not given up looking for you for so many years, I don't admit it, now I just got you back, you are sick again, and the prince doesn't know how annoyed he is." ”

"Bring it." Xian'er half sat up under Xueyan's service, and Cuiliu on the side took the soup bowl, and when handing it to Xian'er, her left hand inadvertently brushed the bowl noodles, and a green pill fell silently into the soup and quickly dissolved. Cuiliu glanced at Xian'er, Xian'er took the decoction, poured it down, and coughed incessantly, so that Xueyan hurriedly patted Xian'er's back, and took out a few grains of rock candy from the porcelain jar on the side and stuffed them into Xian'er's mouth: "Mrs. Xian drink slowly, drink slowly......"

"This body is getting more and more useless, it's only been such a while, and I'm a little tired, I want to take a break, you all go out, don't worry about me, don't call me at lunchtime, don't let others disturb me, I want to have a good rest." Xian'er put down the soup bowl in her hand, yawned and said. Xue Yan covered the thin quilt for Xian'er, put down the embroidered curtain, and then slowly retreated with Cuiliu.

"Lord Wang, our princess wants to drink fresh juice, you go to the kitchen to squeeze a little, ask for fresh oranges." Agarwood stood at the door of the main house, his hands crossed on his waist, and shouted unceremoniously at Shangguan Honglie. Let you bully the princess, see if I don't fix you well, hum! Shangguan Honglie responded, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen, but he was a little dumbfounded, he forgot to ask Agarwood just now, how to squeeze this juice? Turning his head, he saw the inexplicable on the side, and he almost walked towards the inexplicable with a flattering smile, as if flattering.

Inexplicably glanced at Shangguan Honglie, in his heart, he couldn't forgive Shangguan Honglie, but his master didn't say anything, and silently allowed him to be a slave in this pear orchard, thinking that his own master also understood that the person who really hurt Xiao Shizi was afraid that it was really not Shangguan Honglie, but after all, he hurt his master for another woman, but ...... sighed inexplicably, could it be that the princess has secretly fallen in love with the prince? This realization made his chest sour for a while, and there seemed to be a bitterness in his mouth that could not be dissolved, but he still told Shangguan Honglie how to squeeze the juice and be an eternal guardian himself, wouldn't it be good?

Shangguan Honglie carefully came to Feng Yufei's bedroom with a glass of yellow and clear juice, put the cup in his hand in front of Feng Yufei, and had a humble smile on his face: "Fei'er, I have made the juice you want, you can taste it." Feng Yufei put down the scroll in his hand, glanced at Shangguan Honglie lightly, and there was no joy or anger on his delicate face, but he turned his head to Wushuang and Agarwood beside him and said, "You guys go down, I have something to say to the prince." Agarwood and Wushuang glanced at each other, answered yes, and retreated, and in the bedroom full of fine sweet fragrance, only Feng Yufei and Shangguan Honglie were left.