Mo Wuxian is now finally free again.

Although Su Jingmo did not let her leave Changchun Palace, the palace people would also guard the palace gate and keep an eye on it.

But don't forget, she's a Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Beast, and if she wants to get out, who can do anything to her.

What's more, isn't there a stand-in Xiaobai?

So this question is not a problem at all.

After the seven-day appointment with the Ninth Princess, Mo Wuxian accompanied Su Jingmo to obediently finish breakfast, and then sneaked out while the other party was reading.

Don't think about it, her queen stand-in Xiaobai is now sleeping soundly on the stone table where she stayed yesterday in the form of a fox.

It will never wake up until she returns. Don't ask why, you know.

At the Qionghua Hall of the Nine Princesses, Qinghe had come here early to wait.

Although the third prince had already sent people to find the whereabouts of Fu Xicao, it was a pity that the time was too short and there was no news yet.

The ninth princess's mood was also a little depressed because of this, and she was lying on the table in disappointment, boredly playing with the teacup in her hand.

"Boom"!

A nut shell smashed impartially on the back of the Ninth Princess's head.

She rubbed the sore spot and looked up blankly.

When she saw the figure lying on her side on the beam, her eyes immediately began to glow, shining like stars.

Then he screamed with great excitement.

"Master!"

"Oops!"

Mo Wuxian directly knocked on the head of the ninth princess.

"It's a big girl, you're still so frizzy, you scream so loudly, it's like you're afraid that others won't know that you have a master."

After listening to Mo Wuxian's words, the ninth princess stuck out her tongue mischievously.

"Qinghe has seen the girl."

Thinking that the master of the ninth princess might be the only hope for curing her highness, Qinghe was much more respectful this time.

Mo Wuxian walked to the table and sat down, and then looked at Qinghe who was saluting her.

"Your name is Qinghe? Can your master find all the Fuxi grass? ”

Qinghe shook his head a little disappointed.

"Not yet, but the master asked the slave to send a message over, saying that he wanted to see the girl!"

"See me?"

Mo Wuxian is a little unclear.

"Since I haven't found all the Fu Xi grasses, I can't do anything now, what's the use of seeing me?"

Qinghe seemed to have known that Mo Wuxian would answer like this, so he continued: "Your Highness also knows that he is a bit abrupt in doing this, but His Highness asked Nubei to tell the girl that he knows some things about Fuxicao, but because it is too complicated, I want to invite the girl to the house to discuss it!" ”

"You said that your Royal Highness also knows about Fuxicao?"

Hearing Qinghe say this, Mo Wuxian also became interested.

Qinghe shook his head and said truthfully: "The slave doesn't know, but His Highness let the slave say so." ”

"Oh!"

After listening to this, Mo Wuxian fell into deep thought.

If according to what Qinghe said, this third prince really knows about Fu Yicao.

So last time, he asked Qinghe to bring it to Su Wanyue, it must be not just because the other party likes orchids, it must have a purpose.

It is recorded in ancient books that Fuxi grass has the effect of enhancing cultivation, so shouldn't the three princes also send it over because they know this?

It's a pity that he only knows one and doesn't know the other.

Fuxi grass does have the effect of improving cultivation, but it must be made into a solid spirit pill for people to take before it can be useful.

Sending it directly like this is completely for nothing.