Gongyi Wan'er returned to Shen Chaoge's place, with a trace of sorrow between her eyebrows.

Shen Chaoge didn't care: "I said Miss Wan'er, what if you run empty?" ”

Gongyi Wan'er responded lightly: "Tomorrow you will go with me." ”

"If it's a transgression?"

"It's okay, I'm here."

Shen Chaoge shook his shoulders, looked at the night, and suddenly remembered the battle with Midnight that day, and said inappropriately: "I am a wild man, and I am also a businessman, the matter you and I discuss is a transaction, and now that the major matter is unresolved, Ge Zhao has a reluctant request, can you ask Miss Wan'er to find a weapon in her hand, and the grade is at least not lower than the Xuan rank." ”

The weapons in the world are graded and graded, heaven, earth, Xuan, Huang, and treasure, and above the sky are the ethereal holy weapons, such as the Shen family's holy sword Jin Chenxi.

Gongyi Wan'er was noncommittal, and naturally she would not shirk the things that had been decided, and asked, "I don't know what kind of soldier Ge Gongzi needs?" ”

"Sword!" Shen Chaoge did not hesitate, the sword was the head of ten thousand soldiers, and the killing power was huge. And in the future, there will be Jin Chenxi waiting for him, to avoid being rusty, and it is not a bad thing to take precautions.

Gongyi Wan'er smiled: "When the rooster cries ugly tomorrow, Wan'er will not disappoint Gongzi Ge." ”

This night, Shen Chaoge didn't sleep well, not only the oppressive atmosphere of the inner courtyard of the palace, but also the fact that this bed was too soft, not as comfortable as the dilapidated hardboard bed in Yinlong Town.

The next day, when Shen Chaoge opened the door, Gongyi Wan'er and a group of subordinates were already waiting at the door, and the woman was still like a spring breeze, turned around and took the sword box carried by the four people, and handed it to the cloth-clothed young man: "Xuan-level blade, kill the wolf." ”

Shen Chaoge caught the sword box with one hand, but he didn't expect that he didn't know whether it was the sword body or the sword box that was extremely heavy. Hurriedly clasped his hands.

Gongyi Wan'er was amused by the boy's funny behavior: "This sword to Yang Zhigang, tempered in the poor fire, lasted a hundred days, from the second master of the Sword Casting Villa, Yang Yezi, it is rumored that at the last moment of the sword, Yang Yezi cut off one arm and threw himself into the Ding furnace to cast the sword Fang. ”

Shen Chaoge pulled out the giant sword, and a thick and majestic wind came from the sword body, the whole body was red, the blade angle was not sharp, and the tip of the sword was even more blunt. The cloth-clothed boy waved it in the air, stirring up ripples, and most of the true qi in his heart lake was immediately absorbed.

"Good sword!" Shen Chaoge was very satisfied, the heavy sword grinding skin, and the giant sword practicing qi were exactly what was needed at the moment.

But when she thought of Gongyi Wan'er handing over the sword with one hand just now, her face was not red or panting, and she couldn't see through the misty woman, and her cultivation should be on par with Jiang Hong's makeup.

With short hands and short mouths, Shen Chaoge obediently followed Gongyi Wan'er to Yuxiu Palace.

In Yuxiu Palace, a group of eunuchs and palace maids will be like a great enemy, and the atmosphere will not dare to breathe, and the needles in the air can be heard.

Shen Chaoge and Gongyi Wan'er walked into the palace, and a dignified and virtuous guest sat on the side of the bed.

Concubine Nalan was a little impatient with Shen Chaoge's visit, but now that Jingqing Bodhisattva was already preparing to call for a pulse, she nodded and stared at the lying woman with all her heart.

Shen Chaoge had probably guessed that the woman who looked like a folk woman was the doctor invited by Concubine Nalan, turned his head to look at Gongyi Wan'er, who smiled apologetically, and then stared at the bed as well.

Jingqing Bodhisattva held Gongyi Qing'er's weak left hand with one hand, his face suddenly changed, as if he saw something incredible, and then held the meridians of his right hand, his brows tightened. Jingqing Bodhisattva stretched out his five fingers and moved sideways from head to toe in the air, but did not get the desired result, and walked in the opposite direction.

Jingqing Bodhisattva got up slowly, gave a blessing to Concubine Nalan, approached and whispered: "Niangniang, have you ever explored the princess's jade body before?" ”

Concubine Nalan was extremely nervous, and hurriedly replied, "Never." ”

Jingqing Bodhisattva sat down slowly again, clasped his hands together, and looked at Gongyi Qing'er, who was breathing softly.

Concubine Nalan saw that Jingqing Bodhisattva didn't speak, and hurried: "How is it?" ”

"There is a way for poor nuns, and it is risky, it is not known whether it is feasible, success or death or death, this move is too extreme, and I hope that the mother will decide."

Looking at the two whispering people, Gongyi Wan'er was also beating a drum in her heart, and her five fingers were clenched.

Concubine Nalan rubbed Gongyi Qing'er's bloodless face, brushed the hair on her sideburns, and tears welled up in her eyes. seemed to have made a decision, and said in a deep voice to the Jingqing Bodhisattva beside him: "It's all up to the Jingqing Bodhisattva." ”

Jingqing Bodhisattva nodded slightly, and took out Gu Yu, copper dust, thousand-year-old vines, and half a bowl of scarlet peacock blood from the eight-foot mirror, and placed them neatly one by one.

Shen Chaoge's eyes widened, and he subconsciously blurted out: "The lamplighter? ”

These items are the necessary items for lighting lamps for people, and he has been taught by his second uncle for many years how to not recognize the things in front of him.

In such a tense atmosphere, Gongyi Wan'er pulled the corners of her mouth and whispered, "Gongzi Ge finally admitted it?" ”

Shen Chaoge coughed and made amends: "I just saw a lamplighter cast a spell before, what's the fuss about?" ”

"The lamplighter's surname is Shen?"

Shen Chaoge was even more like a great enemy, rubbing into the cat whose tail had been trampled, but he still stood on tiptoe and retorted: "The surname is you, and I call you uncle!" ”

Gongyi Wan'er is no longer confined to this topic, she has already got the answer she wants, and it is okay for Shen Chaoge to be stubborn.

The young man in cloth was a little sweaty, and walked with ginger makeup, and there was another Gongyi Wan'er, these girls are all learning from heaven? Specifically for Uncle Shen!

On the bed, Jingqing Bodhisattva placed a bunch of condiments in the golden basin that had been prepared, took out the silver and gently pressed down on Gongyi Qing'er's chest, the latter was in pain and his face was tense.

Jingqing Bodhisattva is not easy, and it is not as good as this time to light the lamp for tens of millions of disciples in Guanyin Zhai, after all, it is Her Royal Highness the Princess, and her physique is weird.

The needle was stained with a trace of blood, so he used the silver needle as a stick, the speed was slow and fast, and the blood and condiments continued to stir until the lower half of the silver needle was soaked in blood, Jingqing Bodhisattva wiped the sweat on his forehead, took a heavy breath, and repeated the stab at the place where the blood had just been taken.

The red color at the lower end of the silver needle starts with the heart and spreads rapidly. In just one breath, Gongyi Wan'er's legs swayed, her arms swayed, and her brows were still tightly locked, as if she was resisting something.

Jingqing Bodhisattva's eyes stared at Her Royal Highness the princess on the bed, and when she saw the latter suddenly open her eyes, she was overjoyed in her heart, and shouted to Concubine Nalan: "Niangniang, it's done!" ”

Concubine Nalan was naturally overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted softly to Gongyi Qing'er: "Qing'er, Qing'er." ”

Shen Chaoge was suspicious, how could such a scene be a little familiar, the precursor to Widow Cui's erroneous act of lighting the lamp was the same as now, and he seemed to understand something in an instant, and instructed Gongyi Wan'er beside him: "If you don't want your sister to die violently on the spot, persuade the lady in front of you to stop quickly!" ”

Gongyi Wan'er didn't have time to be happy, Shen Chaoge's words were like a basin of cold water poured down, and the heavens and men were at war in her heart, looking at the calm young man beside her, she walked quickly to the bed, and said to Jingqing Bodhisattva: "Jingqing Bodhisattva, please stop!" ”

Jingqing Bodhisattva continued to rotate the silver needle with one hand, and saw that the red blood had absorbed nearly one-third, and stopped at this time, isn't that all the previous efforts wasted?

Concubine Nalan, who heard Shen Chaoge's words, stopped in front of Gongyi Wan'er: "You are really a ghost, what have you learned over the years, in vain I have such high expectations for you!" ”

Suddenly, Gongyi Wan'er's eyes that had just opened slowly closed, her head slowly tilted to one side, and Jingqing Bodhisattva stopped the silver needle in her hand at a loss.