Yun Lingxi lay on the table coyly, fiddling with the herbs.

But for a moment, Mo Yechen walked over with a thick book in his hand.

Sit down again, wave the medicinal herbs on the table to the side, and hand the book in his hand to Yun Lingxi.

Yun Lingxi took it, and when he saw the title of the book, he looked up at Mo Yechen suspiciously, "Poison Sutra? ”

Didn't you teach her the art of medicine? How do you give her the Poison Sutra?

Mo Yechen nodded, picked up the tea cup on the side, and took a sip: "Let's take a look first"

Yun Lingxi Yiyan flipped through casually, and the more he flipped over, the more shocked he became.

She raised her head suddenly, her eyes shining: "Ancient poison prescription? ”

As a great disciple of the Ghost Valley in the world of poison steps, her biggest regret is that she did not collect the legendary ancient poison formula.

And now, this legendary ancient poison recipe was in her hands, which made her ecstatic.

"Well, if you study it well, it will help you a lot." Mo Yechen hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I suggest that you stop studying medicine and continue to study poison." ”

Yun Lingxi looked at the book in his hand and nodded like pounding garlic.

She originally preferred to study poison and medical skills because she was unhappy.

Obviously, she has reached the peak of poison art, but she can even make the simplest prescription into a poison prescription, she feels insulted by medical skills, so she wants to learn.

Now that there is a better prescription for poison, the ghost will study the art of medicine.

Mo Yechen saw that she was completely immersed in the book, smiled helplessly, and left gently.

I don't know how long it took, after reading the last page, Yun Lingxi realized that his eyes were sour and uncomfortable, and he had to raise his head from the poison scripture.

Subconsciously looked at the other side and found that Mo Yechen had already left.

Countless huge night pearls illuminate the study as if it were day.

On the table, steaming meals are served.

Leaning back in the chair, closing her sour eyes, and reaching out to gently rub her temples, Yun Lingxi's mind was still immersed in the book.

The ancient poison recipes recorded in the Poison Sutra involve extremely rare poisons.

The poison in her hand can make up to two ancient poisons.

It seems that we have to find a way to find other poisons.

After his eyes were not so uncomfortable, Yun Lingxi reached out and took the meal, and warmth rose in his heart.

After eating and drinking, she put the poison meridian into the space and walked out of the study.

When I passed the main room, I saw that the room was still lit up, so I couldn't help but push the door and walked in.

Mo Yechen leaned against the soft collapse, holding a book in his hand.

"Done?"

He raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Lingxi, but frowned when he saw the bloodshot in her eyes.

At the moment when he saw Mo Yechen, the corners of Yun Lingxi's mouth couldn't help but rise.

She walked briskly to the couch and raised her eyes to stare at the man on the couch.

The line of sight happened to be on line with Mo Yechen.

Almost subconsciously, Yun Lingxi's fox eyes bent and smiled like a little fox.

"Mo Yechen, thank you."

It was probably because the girl's demeanor at this time was too much like a little fox, Mo Yechen couldn't help but reach out and rub the top of her head, and her clear voice was mixed with concern: "Don't look at it for so long in the future." ”

Yun Lingxi nodded obediently.

"Alright, let's go back and rest." Mo Yechen quietly withdrew his hand, rubbing his palm lightly with his fingertips.

"Well, you get some rest early, too." Yun Lingxi obediently got up and left.

After reading the book for so long, her back hurts, and now she just wants to sleep well.

After Yun Lingxi left, Mo Yechen looked at the hand that had touched the top of the girl's head, and the corners of her mouth were doting.

Yun Lingxi returned to his room, lay on the bed, looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, and the little things he got along with Mo Yechen in his mind became clearer.

Before she knew it, the man had carved a mark in her heart.

Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion.

Yun Lingyan sat in front of the dressing mirror, the girl in the mirror had elegant eyebrows and delicate facial features.

"Sister." Yun Lingqing's face turned slightly pale and slowly walked in.

Yun Lingyan glanced at her, stood up, helped her sit down gently, and said worriedly, "Why are you here?" Does it still hurt? ”

Yun Lingqing shook his head, with a strong hatred in his eyes: "Thanks to the medicine sent by His Royal Highness the Prince, Qing'er is fine." ”

Yun Lingyan noticed the hatred in her eyes, a gleam flashed in her eyes, patted Yun Lingqing's hand, and sighed in a low voice: "Qing'er, listen to my sister's advice, Seventh Sister's identity is not the same as in the past, and you must no longer be disrespectful to her." ”

Yun Lingqing listened to this, bit her lip and remained silent.

At this time, Shen Fu walked in with a few maids.

"Mother!"

Yun Lingyan saw Shen Fu and got up and threw herself into her arms.

Yun Lingqing just wanted to get up, but was stopped by Shen Fu.

She hugged Yun Lingyan and said to Yun Lingqing with a smile: "Qing'er's body is just right, so there is no need to be polite." ”

Then, she pulled Yun Lingyan to sit down, naturally took the comb on the dresser, and began to comb Yun Lingyan's hair.

"Yan'er, go down to the lake with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today, remember to say thank you to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for my mother."

"Well, Yan'er knows."

Shen Fu personally combed Yun Lingyan with a moon bun, put on the latest new hair accessories on Mingfeng Tower, and inserted the step shake given by the eldest princess last time.

"Mother, what is this?" Yun Lingyan looked in the mirror in surprise, her eyes shining.

"This is the latest jewelry from Mingfeng Pavilion that your eldest brother bought especially for you."

As she spoke, she took out a string of bracelets from the tray in the hands of another maid and put them on Yun Lingyan's slender wrists.

Mingfeng Tower, which suddenly appeared ten years ago, is famous for ten sets of precious jewelry, Shuoyue Dynasty and even the surrounding Tianyao, Chenxing two countries.

Since then, it has become a pavilion where many royal families of the Shuoyue Dynasty specially buy jewelry, but no one knows who the pavilion owner is.

Its jewelry is divided into five grades: treasured, fine, upper, middle and lower.

Among them, there are 100 sets of lower grades per batch, 40 sets of medium grades, 20 sets of upper grades, and 10 sets of high-quality products.

And that treasure, each set of jewelry is unique, is ordered by the royal family.

The other nobles even got one or two royal rewards, which were enough to show off for a long time.

This is also the reason why the eldest princess gave Yun Lingyan a hairpin at the last Hundred Flowers Banquet, which made many nobles envious.

The colorful phoenix wings are one of the treasures of that batch.

Yun Lingqing sat on the side and looked at Yun Lingyan with envy.

Since she was a child, all she got was what Yun Lingyan didn't want or leftover.

As for Ming Fengge's jewelry, her best set is the high-quality jewelry given by her brothers on her sixteenth birthday.

After Yun Lingyan changed her clothes, Shen Fu looked at it and smiled with satisfaction: "My Yan'er is worthy of being the first beauty, this is simply a fairy descending to earth." ”

Yun Lingyan was wearing the new Chinese dress of the Brocade Pavilion, and when she heard this, she hugged Shen Fu's arm and coquettishly: "Mother will make fun of her daughter!" ”

Shen Fu looked at Yun Lingyan lovingly and patted her hands: "Go quickly, don't let the prince wait for a long time." ”

If the Ming Feng Pavilion is specialized in making jewelry, then the Brocade Pavilion is made of clothes.

The clothes of the Brocade Pavilion are graded the same as those of the Mingfeng Pavilion, so countless people suspect that the owner behind the scenes is the same person, but they have not been able to find evidence.

Yun Lingqing looked at Yun Lingyan's disappearing figure, and unconsciously clenched the handkerchief in his hand.