The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 238 Are You Doing It or Not?
Mao Hu probably didn't know about Zhang Shi'er's visit to the Prime Minister's mansion. If this matter were revealed today, what would happen to their marriage.

"Mao Hu recognized her a long time ago." Yang Xuan raised an eyebrow at her, and said proudly, "It should be said that I knew you and Zhang Shi'er were here a long time ago, so I deliberately let Mao Hu come."

"My lord! Are you... trying to harm someone?" Zhao Shuang stomped her feet anxiously, and pulled off her false eyebrows irritably. "You are too unkind. You would rather demolish ten temples than destroy one family..."

"Since Zhang Shi'er dares to do this, why is he afraid that people will know?" Yang Xuan glanced at the room displeased, and raised his voice, "How dare you abduct this king's concubine to visit the Prime Minister's mansion! And you! If it weren't for watching For the sake of your pregnancy, this account must be settled with you!"

Zhao Shuang was about to cry, but instantly drooped her head like a deflated sky lantern, and walked silently to the door of the darkly lit guest room just now.

Candles were already lit in the guest room, and there were two Habayashi guards guarding the door. The two sergeants saluted Yang Xuan, "My lord, the prisoner is inside."

"Well, you'll all withdraw later, and the secret guards will be on guard for the next two days." Yang Xuan nodded, and then gave instructions to the two sergeants.

Zhao Shuang raised her head and said to Yang Xuan, "I'll go in... Tell Xiao Zongheng to wait outside."

"I'll go with you." Yang Xuan was afraid that something would happen if she left her sight.

"Okay... okay."

"Bang!" The door was not locked, Zhao Shuang kicked the wooden door open with a bluff, and put on an air of arrogance.

The little old man in the room was startled when he heard the sound, he jumped up and stood up, looking towards the door.

"Daoist Xiao, sit down." Zhao Shuang pointed to the wooden chair.

Xiao Zongheng was still hesitating, but Ping Feng put his palm on his shoulder and sat in the wooden chair, "I tell you to sit!"

"Hmph, this old man thinks it's unlucky to fall into your hands today," Xiao Zongheng raised his head vigilantly, and glanced at the few people, "You, you... what else do you want?"

"Shaohua said... Chen Yang will come to you to get the goods tomorrow?" The guard moved a chair, Zhao Shuang sat down gently, and began to look around the furnishings of the room.

There are several magic talisman papers written on the four white walls, and bows and arrows, mahogany swords, fish sausage gloves, etc. are hung on the walls.

There was a bamboo plaque in front of the window, on which several kinds of strange medicinal herbs were sun-dried, exuding a slightly fishy smell.

"Yes... Tomorrow night, every first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, I will meet him in the Qiuyue Building." Xiao Zongheng thought to himself, a hero does not suffer from immediate losses, so there is no need to confront her head-on right now.

"What is that cargo? Can you show it to me?" Zhao Shuang stared at him slyly.

If it is ordinary essence, there is naturally nothing to see, but it is not enough to just extract a little essence to make offerings to puppets.

"It's... just a white porcelain jar to hold human energy." Xiao Zongheng wrote lightly, as if he wanted to change the topic, "Such unclean things... don't dirty the princess' eyes."

"Take it out if you tell me!" Yang Xuan yelled at the side.

The old man in black robe hastily and tremblingly took out a white porcelain jar tied with a red string from the cabinet behind him.

The jar was the size of a woman's palm, and it could be held in her palm. At first glance, it looked like a censer, and also like an urn. It was indeed, as Xiao Zongheng said, very unlucky.

Zhao Shuang only glanced at it, and felt a strong yin lingering around the jar. Instead of reaching out to pick it up, Zhao Shuang asked vigilantly, "What is it?"

"If I say so, you have to spare my life and let me out of Shangjing." Xiao Zongheng raised his eyebrows triumphantly, thankful that he always saved himself from danger every time.

"You help me finish this last thing, and I will let you go naturally." Zhao Shuang smiled gently, and asked again, "Tell me quickly, what did Chen Yang ask you to do with the collected energy?"

"Going back to the princess, it's nothing. This jar is called 'Longevity Tea'." Xiao Zongheng stroked his beard.

"Longevity tea?" Zhao Shuang glanced at the white porcelain jar that was blowing in the gloomy wind.Such an unclean thing unexpectedly took such a beautiful name.

"Shaohua has a corpse fish on his body. After the corpse fish is full of energy, I will extract the corpse fish in his blood, add dead scorpions and poisonous insects, and raise it in this jar for half a month. , until the fish grew red and fat in the blood, and then ground the body of the fish into corpse water, Lord Hou took it away." Xiao Zongheng replied with a smile.

No wonder I smelled a bloody smell just now, it turned out that the Longevity Tea was such a dirty thing.

"Chen Yang gave you the dead scorpions and poisonous insects?" Zhao Shuang gently covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

"Back to Wangfei, I can buy scorpions and poisonous insects from drugstores, but only blind corpse fish, which was handed over to me by Lord Hou himself." Xiao Zongheng said, picked up a black box from under the table, and opened it. Look, there is a dark fish tank inside, and there are some small red fish the size of fingernails.

The old man in black robe teased the little fish with a long and thin wooden stick, his eyes slightly curved, "The corpse fish here are all eaten by real people, it's not easy to get."

Zhao Shuang covered her mouth and nose with one hand, and took the small white porcelain pot with a handkerchief with the other hand, and put it on the table after only one glance, "Boss Xiao, I'll add something to your pot. Leave it to Chen Yang as usual, and you must not show any flaws. If this matter is done, I will let you leave Shangjing. How about it?"

"Add...add what?" Xiao Zongheng's eyes flashed, thinking that there is such a good thing?I don't know how many lives I have in my hands, can I still leave Shangjing alive?

But after thinking about it, the princess regent is cunning by nature, and she will never be a fuel-efficient lamp, so she became a little more vigilant.

"Don't worry, Daoist Xiao, you and my fellow Taoist, I won't harm you either, but they are... nourishing things, Chen Yang will never notice." Zhao Shuang took out a triangular talisman paper from his sleeve , shaking in front of his eyes, said with a smile, "Amulet paper incense ashes."

Xiao Zongheng is also a cultivator, once he heard her talk about Xiang Ash, he understood what she was going to do, "You...you are too...too wicked!"

"Shut up!" Zhao Shuang's face darkened, and she stared at him, "You are the ones who have done all the bad things, and dare to say that I am immoral? Say it quickly! Are you going to do it or not?"

"I...do it!" Xiao Zongheng agreed after thinking for a moment.

I am just a pawn of Marquis Yongchang, and all the blame can be pushed on Chen Yang. If I help this woman bring down Marquis Yongchang, she might really forgive herself.

Zhao Shuang opened the lid of the white porcelain jar, and there was a shallow layer of black water inside, and a strong stench of stench filled the air.

She chanted a few more incantations, and the pale yellow talisman in her hand suddenly rose into the air, hanging above the white porcelain jar and burning. As the flame gradually extinguished, the ashes fell into the jar below.

When it was finished, Zhao Shuang closed the lid again, shook it lightly to let the contents of the jar mix well, and then handed it over to Xiao Zongheng, "I will leave this matter to Daoist Xiao."

"Princess, don't worry."

　Thanks to Y Xiaocute for voting for me for the freshly baked monthly ticket in July, Hu Motou.

　　Yesterday, the title of Chapter 1 was Chuxin Inn. I think it is very difficult to maintain the original intention, because what I see and hear every day is changing.

　　Sometimes it's not that the world has changed, it's just that we just figured it out.

　　We are enlightened every day, but we rarely change our minds.Every day is right and wrong, but rarely the original intention is still there.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)