After a long while, there was a knock on the door, and he looked up at the figure walking in and got up, "Father-in-law." "He is a close slave and maid, and he lives in the same room with the close chief of the Yiluan Palace.

"Why don't you light the lights?" Li Yun opened his mouth in surprise, walked to the table and lit the candle.

"Oh, I'm ready to sleep." Yuan Li perfunctorily, took off his boots and went to bed.

Behind him, Li Yun didn't ask more. Yuan Li hugged the pillow, touched the things under the pillow in his hand, and then fell asleep in fear.

Early the next morning, Wen Qingwu went to the Great Cause Hall to serve Emperor Joan of Arc as usual. After noon, Si Mu came in and asked to see him. Emperor Joan of Arc dismissed her and let her return to the Nanxun Hall first.

When leaving, Wen Qingwu saw an old woman in the side hall of Hou, standing on her back, holding a cane with a strange texture carved in her hand, and a faded red shroud on her head.

An old face was crawling with wrinkles, and the moment Wen Qingwu walked out, his eyes suddenly fixed on Wen Qingwu's face, and his eyes flashed.

Wen Qingwu glanced at the old woman lightly, did not salute or greet, but Li Jianzhi, who was standing beside the old woman, nodded at Wen Qingwu as a salute.

Wen Qingwu bowed slightly, then withdrew his gaze and continued to walk towards the outside of the side hall.

"Who is this?" The old woman spoke, and her voice was completely different from her appearance. Rao is Li Jianzhi was also stunned for a moment when he heard this, and after glancing at the old woman in surprise, he said, "It's a talented person in the palace." ”

For the affairs of the harem, he has never wanted to interfere too much. At this moment, it is just a reply that is not light or serious.

The old woman tilted her head slightly, and watched Wen Qingwu's back walk out of the hall thoughtfully, knowing that she had turned a corner and disappeared from sight.

Only then did the wrinkled knuckles begin to pinch compared to the eyes.

Li Jianzhi hugged his arms and held the dust whisk in his hand, looking at the old woman strangely, but he didn't ask much.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps in the main hall, and this familiar footstep made Li Jianzhi immediately bend his waist and take half a step forward to wait.

After a while, Emperor Joan of Arc's big yellow boots walked out, and Li Jianzhi immediately saluted, "Everyone." With that, he stepped forward and walked around behind Emperor Joan of Arc. Emperor Joan of Arc didn't say much, and his gaze swept directly on the old woman.

"The grass people Luqiu clan visit the emperor, long live my emperor!" The old woman trembled as Emperor Joan of Arc looked at her, put aside her crutches, knelt down and bowed.

At first glance, Emperor Joan of Arc saw that the old woman's old teeth had fallen out, and her eyes were cloudy like a pool of sewage. He was skinny and skinny, and his head was covered with a faded rag, and he looked like an old bone on the verge of death. But as soon as he suddenly opened his mouth, the playful and crisp voice startled Emperor Joan of Arc, and he couldn't help but slander in his heart, which was a big contrast.

But it was this unusual weirdness that made Emperor Joan of Arc very satisfied, shouldn't witches be weird. So he looked at the old woman with satisfaction and nodded, and then turned his head to look at Si Mu, "Have you told her?" ”

Si Mu nodded, "The minister told me about it last night. ”

"Well, let's go. Go to the West Temple. Emperor Joan of Arc said, and walked out of the door of the hall first, Si Mu personally stepped forward to help the staggering old woman, and then took her to follow.

Li Jianzhi followed Emperor Joan of Arc to the outside of the West Hall, and then heard Emperor Joan of Arc command loudly, "All retreat." ”

The people in the west hall answered, and then the slaves and maids who served inside came out.

Li Jianzhi was hesitating whether to keep up, when he saw Emperor Zhende turn to himself and said, "You are guarding outside." ”

"Yes." Li Jianzhi responded, pushed open the door, and after letting Si Mu and the old woman in, he gently closed the door and guarded the door of the west hall like a Buddha with a dust.

The nineteenth princess Li Mingda suddenly saw her father and emperor walking into the palace, followed by the prince of Lincheng and a strange old woman. I was a little surprised. After saluting, he asked, "Is there something important for my father to come suddenly?" ”

Emperor Joan of Arc stepped forward to take Li Mingda's hand, swept her up and down, and saw that her complexion was indeed much better than a few days ago. The perennially pale and bloodless face has also become a little rosy.

"Father brought a doctor to show you today." Emperor Joan of Arc said, glancing at the old woman behind him.

The old woman stepped forward and saluted the nineteenth princess dignifiedly, "Caomin Luqiu, meet Her Royal Highness the princess." ”

"Grandma, please." The nineteenth princess stepped forward to help the old woman. Emperor Joan of Arc asked her to start directly, and the old woman first asked a few questions about the current situation of the nineteenth princess, and then asked her to go to the bed and lie down.

Although the nineteenth princess felt weird, she couldn't shirk it in front of Emperor Joan of Arc, so she obediently lay on the bed.

The old woman stood in front of the bed, poured a bowl of water from the teapot on the table, put some powder in the water, and then chanted a word to the bowl of clear water. After a while, the clear water began to stir on its own, and then slowly turned black, darker and darker, and the speed of the flow became faster and faster!

Emperor Joan of Arc looked strange from the side, although he was the emperor of a country, because the dynasties in the palace clearly stipulated that witchcraft and poison were prohibited, so he had never seen or heard of it.

As soon as he thought of this, Emperor Joan of Arc's heart slowly sank.

Something that has never happened in dynasties and dynasties now dares to happen under his nose.

Besides, the water in the bowl in front of the old woman had become more inky, and after she finished chanting the mantra, the speed of agitation gradually slowed down, and the ink color gradually disappeared.

The old woman stepped forward and gave it to Li Mingda, "Your Highness, please drink." ”

Li Mingda looked at Emperor Joan of Arc with some uneasiness, and saw Emperor Joan of Arc nodding at him, so he took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to drink the strange bowl of water.

After drinking, Li Mingda lay back on the bed, and after lying down, he felt groggy in his head. The old woman standing by the bed also had a ghost.

Hanging the bed tent began to agitate, she looked at the old woman looking at herself brightly, and her eyes, which were originally cloudy like sewage, turned out to be extraordinarily clear. There seemed to be something moving in her body, like, like a raging fire, and like a breath of gas, swimming more and more frantically around her, making her very uncomfortable.

Li Mingda closed her eyes in pain, and her consciousness disappeared the moment she closed it.

Emperor Zhende stood aside, watching Li Mingda pass out with a painful face, a little worried, and wanted to ask but was pulled by Si Mu.

He looked at Si Mu, only to see Si Mu whispering to him, "I heard that when witches are doing magic, they are most afraid of being interrupted and will backfire." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw that the old woman had already opened her arms and started to perform the technique, although her eyes were open, her cloudy eyes were godless, and only the whites of her eyes were left in the two eyes, which looked like a puppet who had lost her soul at first glance.

Emperor Joan of Arc frowned and took half a step back.