After crossing, I became the vicious concubine of the tyrant

Chapter 103 Strange Beads

Two round beads fell in front of him, Mr. Ying calmed down, took a slight look at the shape of the beads, and immediately raised his eyebrows.

If it was someone else, they might just think it was just two useless ordinary beads, but Mr. Ying had seen this kind of thing before, and immediately recognized what it was after just looking at it.

"Why did Yan Chang'an give me such a thing? Could it be that Yan Chang'an was secretly planning something in his heart?"

While thinking this way, Mr. Ying couldn't help frowning tightly.

But after all, he and Yan Chang'an just met today and had never had any interaction with Yan Chang'an before, so Yan Chang'an should not have any hatred towards him.

What's more, Yan Chang'an has been pampered and pampered in the capital for so many years, and he probably hasn't developed anything of his own at all. A eunuch has always been able to climb on Yan Chang'an's head. It is conceivable that this Yan Chang'an is How weak and deceitful, it seems very likely that Yan Chang'an has no idea what is in this kit.

While thinking this way, Mrs. Ying couldn't help feeling a little proud.

I was still worried at first, not knowing how to make the emperor fall in love with me smoothly, but there is nowhere to look for, and the opportunity came so quickly.

While stilling the nobleman Shenying, he tightly held the two beads in his hand.

Others may not know what this bead is?But Mr. Ying just looked at the two red dots in the middle of the jade-white beads. The dots seemed to be shaking slightly, which made Mr. Ying understand everything in an instant.

After calming down, Mr. Ying took out the Maitreya blood that he had prepared before.

In the final analysis, this Maitreya blood is just a piece of pitch-black crystal, as long as it is melted at high temperature, it can turn into a strange pool of liquid, and now, what Mr. Ying has to do is to melt this piece of Maitreya blood.

Before Maitreya's blood coagulated again, Yinggui put a bead in his hand directly into the liquid, and when Maitreya's blood coagulated again, nothing could be seen.

After finishing all this, nobleman Ying showed a calm expression on his face, and then he smiled slightly, frowned, and then swallowed another bead.

"Come here, accompany me to meet the emperor."

As nobleman Ying spoke, he picked up the box containing Maitreya's blood in front of him, and walked towards Nangong Mo's imperial study.

Nangong Mo really didn't expect that nobleman Ying would still have the face to see the expression on his face, and he began to get a little impatient, but after all, he hasn't gotten what he wants from nobleman Ying yet, Nangong Mo Of course, you can't be too indifferent.

"Mr. Ying, why did you come here? I will see you after the widow finishes processing these memorials. Don't worry."

As Nangong Mo spoke slowly, he frowned slightly, suppressing the impatience in his heart.

Why is this noble person so ignorant of how to look at people's eyes and act? If it was Gu Qingcheng, it would be absolutely impossible for him to do such a ignorant thing.

While thinking this way, Nangong Mo suddenly saw Gu Qingcheng's charmingly smiling face, and felt a little irritable.

"Your Majesty, the concubine came to visit the Emperor because she was always worried about the Emperor's health. Your Majesty, you must pay attention to rest."

While speaking obediently, nobleman Ying showed a faint smile to Nangong Mo, and then handed the box in his hand to Nangong Mo as if offering a treasure.

"Your majesty, you have a deep affection for your concubines, and you naturally know this, so of course you will not be ignorant of how to praise your concubines, and I hope that your health can recover as soon as possible, your majesty. Let’s get along with the things left by my mother for a while, now that my concubine’s wish has been fulfilled, isn’t this personally sending Maitreya’s blood to you?”

Nangong Mo frowned slightly. Seeing that it was indeed Maitreya's blood, the expression on his face relaxed a little.

"Put your things here, and then leave first. Don't worry, what the widow has promised you will definitely be done."

Ying Guiren originally thought that he and Nangong Mo could take the opportunity to get closer and talk more, but he never expected that Nangong Mo is now completely indifferent to himself, and he can't help feeling a little bit in his heart. Some feel sad.

It's just that Mrs. Ying quickly calmed down, thinking in her heart, anyway, Nangong Mo's neglect is only temporary now. When Nangong Mo falls in love with her smoothly, won't she be able to do whatever she wants in this harem?
"Since your majesty has something to do now, the concubine will leave first. Your majesty, you must take good care of your dragon body."

While talking, nobleman Ying turned around and left calmly, feeling indescribably proud.

That Yan Chang'an was really stupid, he didn't even know that he had such an important good thing in his hands, bye bye, he handed it over to himself, it did him a great favor.

While thinking this way, this nobleman Ying also began to feel a little complacent.

Nangong Mo frowned slightly as he looked at the box in his hand.

Relying on my understanding of nobleman Ying, nobleman Ying has been pushing back and forth before, unwilling to give Maitreya's blood to himself, which means that nobleman Ying is actually waiting for a price, and he must wait until he gives nobleman Ying a satisfactory result before he will Take out this Maitreya blood.

But now that he hadn't done anything yet, Mrs. Ying took the initiative to hand over the things, and Nangong Mo couldn't help but become vigilant in an instant.

"Come here, tell the imperial physician, let the judges of the imperial hospital see if there is anything abnormal about Maitreya's blood."

The little eunuch next to him got Nangong Mo's order and hurried to the Tai Hospital, but these people in the Tai Hospital had only heard about Maitreya's blood, and no one had actually seen it.

Now even if Maitreya's blood is really in front of him, these imperial physicians can only distinguish it briefly, and then look at Nangong Mo with some trepidation.

"What's so weird about Maitreya's blood?" Nangong Mo frowned and collected himself.

"If you go back to the emperor, the old minister can't see anything unusual. If you can smell the faint scent of medicine, it should indeed be a good thing."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I think so too."

Hearing the voices of these people from the Imperial Hospital one after another, Nangong Mo regained his composure slightly, and a big stone in his heart slowly fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)