In the evening, I suddenly heard the sound of "Su Xinzhai" falling at the door. She approached curiously by swinging her sleeves, but saw that Zhan Gaoli was ordering his subordinates to take off the plaque.

"What are you doing?"

"Huangfu Qingji!" Zhan Gaoli said when he heard this, "The prince ordered to make a new plaque for your small courtyard." ”

"Re-made a piece?" Su Wanxin looked up in confusion, and even the words on it~ had changed!

"The name was mentioned by the prince!"

Zhan Gaoli's frank confession was originally to move Qing Ji, but when he saw her suddenly lowering her eyes, she had a messy mood.

At this moment, Jun Yuheng was coming back from outside the mansion, and the two looked at each other for a moment, and then parted their eyes at the same time.

Zhan Gaoli really couldn't understand it, he knew that the prince and the emperor were still very good in the future, why did they ...... at this time

Standing still in place, and then saw Duanmu Cailing advancing step by step, and became more and more coquettish around the arm of a certain prince.

"Lord Wang, where have you been again! Are you tired? Ling'er warmed a little wine for you, and I came to look for you to go to the 'Yingcui Courtyard'......"

"Good!"

I only felt that my little ears were a little prickly!

He actually agreed!

Duanmu Cailing was obviously also surprised, and before she finished speaking, the prince agreed?

Originally, she had thought about a lot of things, but she only stopped here and didn't need to talk about it anymore!

Su Wanxin lowered her cheeks and never lifted it.

Jun Yuheng only glanced at her before stepping forward.

When he really entered the "Yingcui Courtyard", the anger that he had been holding back for a long time in his heart exploded instantly! With his hands on his waist, he grinded his teeth angrily, "It's not good to go! I just followed Duanmu Cailing!"

Zhan Gaoli stood by and watched, and was suddenly startled by the anger of Huangfu Qingji! Then, he saw her swing her sleeves and go back to the small courtyard.

This vinegar ~ is not small!

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If you are angry and enter the "Yingcui Temple", you will have to bear the consequences!

Duanmu Cailing's smiling appearance really made him tired of looking at it.

Facing the sorrow, pour a cup into the throat. Jun Yuheng in the past didn't bend herself like this, and since she met her, she has become more and more uncontrollable.

"Lord Wang, this wine was specially brought by Ling'er from the 'Sericulture Country', you can taste it more!"

His eyebrows tightened, and he raised his eyes to look at her. Didn't he taste enough? This is already the fifth cup.

The house is full of alcohol, scurrying around, do you have to get him drunk?

The woman in front of her is not ugly, after all, Guiwei is a princess, but ~ he just doesn't feel anything.

Duanmu Cailing saw that he only tasted wine and didn't speak, and thought that this wine was very much liked by him!

"If you like it, Ling'er will send a letter to the royal brother of the 'Sericulture Country', and ask him to transport some more for us!"

The mention of "Sericulture Country" reminds him of the matter of "Qingle Temple"! Why is it that in the temples in "Nicheng Kingdom", there are all kinds of objects of "Sericulture Country"?

Perhaps, he can still know something from Duanmu Cailing!

"What kind of wine is this?" Jun Yuheng asked along with her words, and couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"This is the 'Misan wine' of our 'Sericulture Country', which is made from the fruit of the Yakusan tree!"

"There are a lot of good things in the 'Sericulture Country'!" lowered his eyes in pretending to be approving.

"Naturally, there are a lot of good things in our 'Sericulture Country'!"

Jun Yuheng instantly pursed her eyebrows, and she had already placed the sixth cup to her lips, "I heard that there is a thing in the 'Sericulture Country', which is as thin as silk hair, but it is extremely tough!"

"Lord Wang, are you talking about 'Snow Lingsi'?"

"Snow Feathers?"

"Hmm!" Duanmu Cailing nodded heavily, "Not only is it as thin as a silk hair, but it can also shine in the middle of the night!"

Sure enough, the silk thread was also from the "sericulture country".

He pursed his thin lips for a moment and drank the wine indifferently, "It's a pity that I can't see it with my own eyes!"

"Lord Wang, that thing can't be looked at random!"

"Why?"

"Xue Lingsi is highly poisonous, so you can't get close for a long time!"

"......" Jun Yuheng's face was startled, but he quickly smoothed his brows again. It turned out that this was the reason why the murderer was in a hurry to get rid of that day. "What happens to the close-quarters?"

"The toxin extends to the whole body, and it only takes 7749 days to become a poisonous person!"

"......" he clenched the wine glass in his hand and asked again, "Will anyone who has been invaded by the snow feather silk toxin have any reaction?"

"Will ~ occasionally see weakness, dizziness, every forty-nine days ......"

"How?"

"Ling'er doesn't know, but inadvertently, I secretly heard the imperial brother mention it!"

It's no wonder that in "Qingle Temple", he will miss for a while and be injured by the murderer.

It turned out that the other party had already set up a game, just so that he could find Xue Lingsi and be infected with toxins.

"Is there an antidote?"

"There is no solution in the world!"

“......”

"Unless~ get the blood of the spirit fox!"

"What spirit fox blood lead?"

Duanmu Cailing felt that he was very curious about this matter, but he also added a lot of words to talk between them.

I can't help but toast a glass of "Missan sake" again.

Jun Yuheng had to accompany her to drink.

"It is rumored that there is a fox called Liqin Fox, whose blood can overcome ten thousand poisons!"

Liqin ......

Jun Yuheng tightened his brow's lowered cheeks. Since when has he forgotten about her!

The past suddenly comes into view, recalling the missed promise in the memory.

"This king is a little tired!"

"I'll help you go to rest!" Duanmu Cailing got up obediently and walked to his side in two steps.

Jun Yuheng raised his hand and took it, but turned a corner in front of her. With a little force, Duanmu Cailing fainted on the ground.

I couldn't help but sigh with low eyes, the spells I had obtained after eleven years of cultivation had also been used for such trivial matters.

The palm of his hand flipped slightly, and he ran his power again, sending Duanmu Cailing to her bed.

As the night deepened, he pushed open the door sideways.

"Lord Wang!"

"Your master has drunk too much, prepare some sobering soup for her!"

Swinging his sleeves to the middle courtyard, Jun Yuheng looked up at the full moon hanging in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh.

The palace is so big, at this moment, there is no place for him to go.

At this time, the "Heartfelt Little Building" is still not extinguished.

Jun Yuheng turned his eyes away, and gradually pursed his thin lips, "How can I explain my mind to you?" "Could it be that in your heart~ has you never had me?"

That's fine, now he knows that he has been invaded by the poison of Snow Feathers.

Why bother, provoke her again.

What about the prince, it's not that he has ended up disturbing himself.

He wouldn't look for a way to remove the toxins from his body.

It's been five years, and I don't know if she's doing well in the Soul Sect, she should have been released!

I vaguely remember that back then, he would often carry a wine jug to sit in front of the Zhenqian Cave.

At first, it was quieter.

Later, I found out that there was a little fox in it.

The door of the cave was extremely tightly sealed, and the master also set up a soundproof barrier.

He couldn't hear the voice inside, and he couldn't hear him inside. Every time, he had to knock on the stone wall at will, but he only told him to come and sit inside.

I don't know when he went to Zhenqian Cave to sit down, and it was a must-do after practicing the exercises every day.

By chance, he found a small hole in the ground where the water was flowing and just enough to send a narrow-mouthed flask in.

A little bit of mana, regardless of the direction of the water.

Soon, he got a response!

Later, they passed the paper in a flask.

Later, he taught her a way to knock on the wall and deliver a message......