palm surgery

Chapter 399
He Lingjiang stretched out her hand and folded lightly, the red plum was broken off like this. She walked slowly to Princess Yongle with the red plum in her hand, and said with a soft smile: "The red plum reflects the snow, let's talk about giving it to the beautiful woman."

After finishing speaking, he leaned slightly and inserted the red plum obliquely into her bun.

Princess Yongle raised her head just in time to meet the gentle smile in her eyes, her heart skipped a beat, her cheeks blushed instantly.

She is wearing a red dress today, and the red plums in her temples are like fire, reflecting her red cheeks, which is charming and charming.

He Lingjiang smiled lightly, then turned around and waved her sleeves, and retracted her palms in the air. With the movement of her hands, the plum blossoms that were originally in full bloom gradually shrank, condensed into buds again, and then gradually disappeared on the plum branches.

The stretched branches also began to gradually shrink and shrink.

In just a few breaths, Kazuki's blooming plum blossoms returned to their original appearance on paper, spreading a thin layer on the ground in the pavilion.

She stretched out her right palm, and the drawing paper floated up gently, rolled into a scroll and fell into her palm.

The pavilion is empty, just like the previous plum tree, it is a dream of everyone.

Only the oblique plum blossom in Princess Yu Yongle's hair bloomed just right, reminding everyone of what happened just now.

The tip of the nose is a quiet plum fragrance, Princess Yongle reached out and touched it lightly, the plum branches in her hair are still safe.

Everything is false, but this is true.

The injustice in her heart suddenly dissipated.

Princess Yongle raised her chin at He Lingjiang, her big almond eyes were full of pride: "Miss He Qi, would you like to give me this painting?"

He Lingjiang looked at her with a smile: "If the princess doesn't dislike it, she can do it."

As she spoke, she stepped forward and handed the painting to Princess Yongle: "The beauty of the red plum blossoms complement each other in brilliance."

The tips of Princess Yongle's ears turned red, this He Lingjiang, who praises others, praises others, and smiles so beautifully, it's really frightening.

snort!
She reached out to take the scroll, and asked curiously: "Your painting, may it look like it just now?"

He Lingjiang nodded: "Princess, if you want to, you can also ask Princess Yongmu to perform spells for you some other time. After all, she must be very familiar with this."

There is thaumaturgy in Xuanmen, which uses paintings to create illusions and creates illusions.

The simple one, like today, is just a slightly more complicated illusion.

As for the real plum blossom in Princess Yongle's hair, she put it into her sleeve earlier.Everyone didn't know, it was just that she gave birth to a real thing in the illusion.

Those who are profound are just like the "Returning on a Snowy Night" that she encountered when she entered the company that day. She can feel it even when she is in it, regardless of the wind, frost and severe cold.

It is even possible to draw an array and combine it with the Qimen Dunjia camp to create a real scene, making people unable to distinguish and trapped in it.

He Lingjiang is quite familiar with this technique.

It's just that if you want to achieve great success in this technique, you must not only master the mystic arts, but also be proficient in painting, so that you can create an undecipherable illusion in the painting according to your own mind.

She is not good at painting, no matter how outstanding mystical attainments are, she is doomed not to achieve great success in this art.

However, there are so many Taoist techniques, how can one master them all?So she didn't force it, she just knew a little bit.

However, although she understands a little bit, Princess Yongmu has only heard about this technique in the classics, and has never mastered it.

How can it be true to cast spells like her to turn the painting into an illusion?

Princess Yongmu couldn't help but a cold light flashed in her eyes when she heard the words, she didn't know whether Xiao Heng was proficient in this technique or not.All she knew was that there was nothing she could do about it.

If Yongle makes a fuss about performing spells for her again in the future, she still can only find excuses to shirk, and it is inevitable that Yongle, who has always been arrogant, will be upset.

Princess Yongmu was deeply annoyed, she wanted to use Yongle's thoughts to lure her to secretly target He Lingjiang, but unexpectedly, today she shot herself in the foot with a rock.

This He Lingjiang has so many scheming tricks at such a young age, he really should not be underestimated!
Princess Yongmu pulled her lips and smiled, but said nothing.

A snow feast, a tree blossoms.

The banquet was drawing to a close, and the two princesses left. Before leaving, Princess Yongle specially took Jiu Niangzi of Cui's family by her arms and said, "Jiu Niang, I will go to your house to find you some other day." Cui Shishilang glanced in the direction.

Cui Jiuniang smiled softly: "Of course that's good, Jiuniang will definitely sweep the bed to welcome her."

Princess Yongle was happy, she got up and went out, when she passed by He Lingjiang, she stopped and coughed softly: "He Qi, when are you free, you can come to the palace and find me to play."

He Lingjiang smiled and nodded: "Yes, thank you princess."

She deserves to be refreshed, as for whether she will go or not, only she knows.

That's all for today, but she doesn't want Yongle to get excited about it, asking her to perform a certain spell from time to time, treating her as a juggler who comes and goes.

Princess Yongle nodded in satisfaction before going outside.

Seeing that the two princesses had already left the table, everyone also dispersed one after another.

He Lingjiang stood up with He Yunjia, and after bidding farewell to his son He Chen and Princess Dening, they also prepared to return home.

She was just about to board the carriage, but a gentle and clear male voice came from behind: "Miss He Qi."

He Lingjiang turned around, and saw Cui Shu wearing an indigo dress and a white fox fur, standing a few steps behind her with an umbrella.

Not far away, Cui Mansion's carriage was quietly parked.

She couldn't help frowning: "Cui Langjun is something wrong?"

Since coming to Yingdu, although she and Cui Shu have met several times, one of them is the younger generation of the Cui family who is about to become an official, and the other is the daughter of the He family who is treacherously killing and suppressing the shrine. , is really not familiar.

Cui Shuti stepped forward, and said in a warm voice, "I heard that Mrs. Cui Qi has been busy with the affairs of the shrine recently."

"I just happened to get some good talisman papers recently, but it's a pity that I don't understand profound arts. Mrs. He is unparalleled in the art of talismans. After thinking about it, this is a perfect gift for you."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the guards behind him had presented a small wooden box
He Lingjiang glanced over the wooden box with his lowered eyes, raised his head and said with a smile: "You will not be rewarded for nothing. Such a good talisman paper, Mr. Cui Lang should keep it and give it to an expert."

Cui Shu smiled when he heard this, "How could Cui Shu forget that Mrs. He Qi saved my life? It's just a few talisman papers, and Mrs. He Qi will take it naturally."

However, He Lingjiang shook his head: "At the beginning, He Qi only gave a Dao talisman, but he didn't deserve the grace of saving his life. What's more, the Cui family had already sent a thank you gift, so this matter was settled, and Mr. Cui Lang naturally didn't need it." Take it to heart."

She looked up at the sky: "It's going to snow heavily, so He Qi will leave first, and Mr. Cui should be more careful on his way home."

With that said, she lifted her skirt and got into the carriage.

With a slight flick of the whip in the driver's hand, the carriage passed in front of Cui Shu and traveled leisurely to the distance, leaving only long ruts on the snow.

(End of this chapter)