The salty fish lady just wants to get over the wall

Chapter 53 053: Xiao Yi, you have gone too far
"Ok?"

Wen Nianruan didn't understand, so: "What hobby?"

Feng Jinyan got up and went to the bedside, and showed her the brocade box he was holding, with a slight smile on his brows: "Using human skin as a round fan and eyeballs as hairpins, your hobby is quite unique."

"What the hell?" Wen Nianruan sat up from the bed in shock, took the brocade box and looked at it carefully, seeing the group of fans and hairpins was instantly horrified.

The material of the fan was translucent, and there was no pattern embroidered on the fan surface, only a small peach blossom, which was still painted on.

Wen Nianruan recognized that this peach blossom was the one on Tang Yinger's forehead last night.

So, this fan is made of Tang Yinger's face?
Look at the two hairpins again, the "beads" inlaid on them are black and white, not gems, but a pair of eyeballs.

It was Xiao Yi who asked Qingyue to dig out Tang Yinger's eyeballs yesterday.

Just now, Yushuang only felt that these two things were a little strange, but she didn't see anything wrong with them. It could only show that Xiao Yi's workmanship was exquisite, and the fakes were confused with the real ones.

Wen Nianruan felt cold all over, threw the brocade box to Feng Jinyan, gritted his teeth: "Xiao Yi, you crazy dog!"

Feng Jinyan was surprised: "Xiao Yi gave this to you?"

"Other than him, who would suffer from such a serious illness!" Wen Nianruan was furious.

Xiao Yi, that crazy dog, is really chasing after her.

"You dare to provoke Xiao Yi," Feng Jinyan clicked his tongue in disbelief.

Although he has never met the son of Ling Zhao, he still knows what he did, and he is not easy to mess with.

"Who provoked him? He is just looking for trouble!" Wen Nianruan thumped the bed angrily.

Feng Jinyan looked at the wound on her neck, and asked, "Did he bite your neck?"

"En," Wen Nianruan responded angrily.

Feng Jinyan teased and teased: "He didn't bite you to death, you are lucky enough."

Listen, is this human speaking?

Wen Nianruan was too lazy to quarrel with him, so he gave him a sideways glance: "The brocade box is given to you, and it will be counted as the consultation fee."

The corner of Feng Jinyan's mouth twitched slightly, he closed the brocade box and threw it back on the table: "I don't have a habit of collecting human skins and eyeballs."

He still prefers the golden and white silver.

Wen Nianruan leaned against the head of the bed, looked at Feng Jinyan and asked, "Is there any cure for my heart disease?"

Feng Jinyan paused while holding the teacup, then remained silent for a moment, before saying: "This depends on your fate, auspicious people have their own appearance, if you are blessed with good luck, even the Lord of the Underworld will not kill you."

"Speak in human terms," ​​Wen Nianruan cut him off impatiently with a sidelong glance.

Feng Jinyan changed his words: "There is a way, but it's very difficult."

"Tell me."

As long as there is a glimmer of life, she will not give up.

It is not easy to live a new life, but do it and cherish it.

Feng Jinyan put down the teacup, his brows were serious: "If you want to completely cure your heart disease, you need a kind of elixir called 'blood coagulation', and the fruit it produces is called 'blood coagulation spirit fruit,' It can cure your heart disease, but there is one thing, this elixir grows in a vicious place, no one dares to step into that place."

Wen Nianruan frowned: "Where?"

He replied: "Xugu."

"Xugu?" Wen Nianruan pondered: "Where is it?"

She has been here for half a year, but she has not heard of Xugu.

Feng Jinyan looked unpredictable, the corners of his mouth slightly curved: "You can ask the emperor, maybe he will know."

It's fine to ask Xiao Jinran, it's better for her to check it herself.

Wen Nianruan asked: "If I can't get any treatment, how long will I have to live?"

"It's only a year." Feng Jinyan replied.

It was the same as the answer given to Nanny Gui last time.

Wen Nianruan only has one year to live.

Slightly closing her eyes, Wen Nianruan's face was solemn, she must find the blood clotting elixir within a year, but first she must find out where Xugu is.

In the morning, the news of Tang Yinger's tragic death had swept across the imperial capital, but within two days, a son died in the Taifu's family, and a daughter died in Chang Shu Palace, and the culprit was Xiao Yi.

Although the civil and military officials were extremely dissatisfied with Xiao Yi, no one dared to impeach him, after all, no one would think that he had lived too long.

Tang Ren asked Xiao Jinran for an explanation last night, Xiao Jinran asked him to go back and wait, but at noon, he asked the palace servants to send a pile of silk, satin, gold and silver jewelry to Changshu Palace as a token of comfort.

Tang Ren looked at those vulgar beards and stared. Is this what the emperor told him?

Really perfunctory!

Although he was angry, Tang Ren didn't dare to go to the palace to look for Xiao Jinran again, otherwise Xiao Jinran would definitely let him catch Xiao Yi again, and he didn't have the guts yet.

Rongning Palace.

Even in the sunny day, Xiao Yi's yard was covered with a cloudy atmosphere, and the passing servants only felt the wind blowing, and quickly fled with their necks in their arms.

In the room with the door closed, the bright red curtains were swayed by the blowing wind, and the gorgeous red was dyed with human blood.

The stunning man was lying on the bed with no clothes on, and his delicate collarbone was alluring. He closed his eyes, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at the blood-red bed curtain. He frowned slightly.

"Qingyue, bring the clothes here."

He sat up, his light and clear voice became hoarse.

There were two sets of clothes on the hanger, one snow-white and one dark green. Qingyue paused, picked up the snow-white dress and sent it over.

Putting on his clothes and getting out of bed, Yun Chenan looked at the sky outside, the glaring light made him narrow his eyes slightly, his elegant eyebrows became a little more lazy.

"master."

Qingyue offered a cup of hot tea.

Yun Chen'an stretched out his hand to pick it up, a knife wound appeared on his white wrist, his brows were slightly condensed: "What happened to Xiao Yi last night?"

Qingyue replied: "Last night when I entered the palace, I met a woman. During the fight, the woman wounded my grandfather with a dagger."

Yun Chenan frowned even tighter: "Woman? Who?"

Qingyue said: "Concubine Wen of the harem."

Yun Chen felt relieved, and his clear eyes showed a little panic: "Then what about her, is she injured?"

Qingyue pursed his lower lips, hesitated for a moment and said: "I was sucked blood by the master, I guess... half of my life is left."

He couldn't guess what his master was thinking, so he didn't dare to hide anything, so he could only tell the truth.

In vain, Yun Chen'an crushed the teacup in his hand, his always warm brows and eyes became dark: "Xiao Yi, you're going too far."

Qing Yue lowered his head and dared not make a sound.

This was the first time he saw this gentle and jade-like master get angry.

As Xizhu said last night, the master is interested in that concubine Wen?
Qingyue hid her thoughts and didn't dare to think about it.

After five days, Wen Nianruan's body has almost recovered, and the bite wound on her neck has faded a lot, and the marks can be covered with rouge and gouache.

During the period, the Empress Dowager also sent Nanny Gui to give condolences several times, and also sent a lot of supplements.

As usual, those supplements went into Rolling's stomach.

Since the last time Xiao Jinran grew disgusted with Wen Nianruan, he has never stepped into Fuhua Palace, and Wen Nianruan is also happy to see it succeed.

(End of this chapter)