Ye Xiuyan followed, took out a silver needle, picked out a little powder from the skull, and raised it to the tip of her nose to sniff lightly.

"Crane top red."

She made a judgment, took out an antidote pill from the storage ring, and fed it to Qi Zuo.

It didn't take long for him to wake up, look at the skull, and tremble with fear.

"This is, to restore the appearance of the dead?"

Ye Xiuyan glanced at the sticky red mud scattered next to the skull, and secretly guessed its usefulness.

"Yes."

Lin Jingcheng looked at the skull stained with poison, and his sword eyebrows frowned.

Ye Xiuyan asked tentatively: "You here, apart from resentment, can anyone recover?" ”

"Nope."

Lin Jingcheng shook his head gloomily.

"Dry bones are poisonous, others can't touch them, Brother Lin is not poisonous, or you can give it a try, I will touch the bones, I can help you."

Ye Xiuyan thought for a while, and then said thoughtfully: "You do it, I will assist from the side, let's cooperate, try it, it should be able to recover." ”

"Okay."

Lin Jingcheng was pleasantly surprised, and he agreed very happily.

*

A girl who has died unjustly for many years and has been innocently victimized, under the guidance of Ye Xiuyan, gradually took shape under Lin Jingcheng.

Ye Xiuyan dipped in ink and used a pen to draw the girl's eyebrows and eyes on the red clay.

The two have a good heart and cooperate tacitly.

Even the restoration of the terrifying skull gives people an inexplicable sense of harmony.

"Miss Ye is really a god."

"I can paint portraits, touch bones, and detoxify, no wonder the prince invited people over at night, he is really a genius."

"It's a pity that it's a woman, she can't come to Jingzhao Mansion, such an all-round case handling master, and she was snatched away by the Department of Justice."

"The relationship between Shi Ziye and Miss Ye seems to be unusual, you can see it by looking at your eyes."

"Spoiled and gentle, there must be a situation, the two are definitely not as simple as brother and sister."

"That's right, Brother Yi's many years of experience in solving cases, the good things of the prince are near, and there is hope for our Jingzhao Mansion."

"What nonsense, what does the good thing of the prince have to do with Jingzhao Mansion?"

"You are stupid, if the prince marries Miss Ye, isn't it equivalent to turning her into his own."

"In the future, when Jingzhao Mansion is in trouble, how can Miss Ye sit idly by and ignore it for the sake of the face of the prince?"

"It makes sense, in this way, we can't just watch the show, we have to think of some strategies to help the prince chase Miss Ye as soon as possible."

"Uh-huh, I'll see it."

At the door of the house, a lot of officials gathered, witnessing the restoration of their appearance, and the sounds of surprise and admiration came one after another.

Some people whispered, thinking that no one heard it, but in fact, Ye Xiuyan and Lin Jingcheng were deaf and clear-sighted, and they all heard it clearly.

Ye Xiuyan's ears were slightly red, and the hand holding the pen shook, and a drop of ink fell on the girl's eyebrows, blurring.

Lin Jingcheng saw it clearly, and let out a low, pleasant laugh from his throat.

"I'm recovered, I'm going back."

Ye Xiuyan glared at him, put down the pen angrily, turned around and left.

"I'll send you back."

Lin Jingcheng subconsciously pulled her sleeves, and the smile in her eyes was obvious.

"No need."

Ye Xiuyan was ashamed and annoyed, brushed his hand away, like a wisp of ethereal green smoke floating out of the window.

"Sister, wait for me."

Lin Jingcheng smiled playfully, rolled out of the window, and chased after him like lightning.

"Lord Shizi, come on."

"You must chase Miss Ye to your hands."

"We've got your back."

Behind the two elegant figures, one green and one black, a group of big men sounded the wolf howl of the big men pulling their throats.