My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

She sent a messenger talisman to the Seventh Prince's Palace to inform the old emperor in detail about her entry into the palace.

On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, when I returned, I saw two figures pulling at each other in the distance. The man in fine clothes smelled strongly of alcohol and was staggering around drunk. The woman next to her had a slightly bulging belly, looking like she wanted to help but didn't dare.

Yan Conling was stunned for a moment, then turned around and took another way to avoid it.

In troubled times, no matter what the prince's plan is, he will always hide if he can.

But while hiding, he bumped into another person.

Under the moonlight, a young man wearing a plain gray robe sat on the bridge.

His long hair was scattered on his shoulders, his sleeves and robe were blown by the wind, making him look more and more handsome, and his eyes were like the spring breeze hidden ten miles away. Just opening the mouth ruins the scenery.

"Don't miss it if you are passing by. The immortal family's secret recipe is a special elixir that can cure all diseases, even children and adults!"

"You don't need to buy it now for ninety-nine taels, or nineteen taels, let alone ninety taels! As long as you have a copper plate, you can take it home and have full happiness!"

His voice was gentle and clear, but it was a pity that no one paid any attention to him.

This type of swindler relies on his appearance to attract people, and this is not the first time that everyone has encountered him.

On the other hand, Yan Conling was dumbfounded and stood there dumbly for a while before stepping forward to recognize him.

"...Uncle?"

She was a little afraid to admit it.

"Little Ling'er?"

Xuanfeng was equally surprised when he saw her, and then sat back down, continuing to maintain his immortal posture, "I'll talk to you later when I get back to you, and let my uncle buy these medicines first, and I'll treat you later." You eat a big meal.”

Yan Conling suddenly realized, "Are you done with the money given by master, uncle and the others?"

"Ahem, what is Huo Huo?" Her uncle was dissatisfied and seriously criticized, "The few copper plates they gave me are not enough to fit between the teeth. How can I call it Huo Huo?"

The wind happened to be blowing.

Two people, four sleeves, all empty.

Sighing at the poverty, Yan Conling said frankly, "Uncle, you can't sell it like this."

He showed up too little in the Imperial Capital, and few people knew him, so he would only be regarded as a charlatan.

"How is this possible? The elixir that your uncle and I refined is unique. It is the only one in the world." Xuan Fenghe was unconvinced, "Who can be so blind and ignorant."

Without further argument, Yan Conling simply sat down to accompany him.

At this point, the streets were deserted.

Since the Flying Tiger Beast incident, the common people have been left with some psychological shadow. They closed the stalls early and went home, and it was no longer as lively as before.

After shouting for a while and getting tired, Xuanfenghe finally stopped, took the water bag from the girl, took two sips and asked, "How are your master, uncle and the others?"

"It's still the same." Yan Conling raised her eyelids, "Aren't you going back tomorrow?"

"What I mean is -" the other party paused, lowered his voice and leaned closer, "I spent all the money, they shouldn't hit me, right?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Yan Conling returned the original words, "The few copper plates they gave me are not even enough to fit between my teeth."

"That's it." Xuan Fenghe felt relieved, and stretched out his hand to pinch her wrist to feel her pulse. His eyes narrowed slightly, "Ling'er, did you take the medicines prescribed by your uncle on time?"

Yan Conngling nodded.

It has been almost ten years since she was brought back to Yunshan and took such calming medicine. "That's good." Xuan Fenghe rubbed the girl's head like he did when he was a child, with a distressed tone in his voice, "You don't need to eat anymore when you are well."

Yan Conngling responded with a smile.

But I know in my heart that this day may be far away.

"Uncle, I would like to ask, is there really only one way to solve the heart-linking Gu?"

She suddenly remembered that Xuan Fenghe had never been seen by Ning Fengli because he had been traveling for several years. If this poison could be solved directly without being controlled by others, then things would be much easier to handle.

"Heart-linking Gu?"

The other party pondered for a moment and said, "You should be talking about the young prince, right? Your master and the others have mentioned it several times in their letters before. It is indeed a tricky thing, but it is not completely impossible."

"really?"

The unexpected joy made the girl's eyes light up, "I read those records in ancient books, and my master and uncle also said that the heart-linking voodoo should be a pair. Only another voodoo mother body can be induced by sacrificing the blood of the relatives. "

“One life and one death, one can only live one of the two.”

As for the other Gu worm corresponding to Ning Fengli's body, they have been searching for it for so many years but still have no whereabouts. In the end, it can only be inferred that the late queen died due to dystocia.

"Of course this is the best way." After looking at her, Xuan Fenghe suddenly smiled and said, "But this young prince is lucky enough to meet you."

"I?"

The night wind is mixed with a hint of dryness and sultry heat, as the summer heat is approaching. The young man Mosuo held the medicine bottle in his hand and said softly, "Yes, since the original corresponding Gu can't be found, I'll make another one myself."

"Ling'er, you are a natural spirit. If you offer a Gu worm, you won't suffer the backlash like others..."

"Uncle." The girl stood up quickly and raised her hair, "I don't want to do it for the time being."

In this way, her natural spirit body must be completely invalidated. If you don’t have a natural spirit body, what will you do to get revenge?

A scholar dies for her confidant, but she has the heart to save the Seventh Prince. But that was to find the phoenix blood, which could guarantee that the imperial concubine and the other person behind the scenes would be completely killed in one fell swoop.

Only Yue Lingheng turned a deaf ear to Yunshan's free-range breeding rules. Xuanfenghe patted her shoulder, "You have grown up, you can handle this kind of thing by yourself."

The two chatted for a few more words. Although sound insulation was used during this period, passers-by could not hear their conversation. But Xuan Fenghe's business was still miserable, with not even a single customer.

"Uncle, stop struggling."

Standing up and patting the slightly wrinkled skirt, Yan Conling smiled lightly and said, "Bring a pot of good wine to uncle, a roasted chicken to master, everything can be discussed easily."

The man sitting on the steps looked up at her and said pitifully, "I have no money..."

Yan Conling:...

In the end, she paid for this filial piety.

It was said that studying medicine and refining medicine would lead to a fortune, but how come her life was so tight when she arrived at her uncle's place?

When I returned, the moon and stars were sparse and everything was quiet.

Thinking about Ning Fengli and Empress Wu, Yan Conling took off her outer clothes and lay down. Almost at the moment he closed his eyes, the familiar heat emerged from the cracks in the bones and spread rapidly to the limbs and bones like a prairie fire...

"Well..." The end of her eyes were red, Yan Conling rolled up the quilt and fell heavily from the couch, like a goldfish about to die of thirst after leaving the water.

Her vision was filled with heat mist. She lay on the cold ground panting and struggled to crawl forward, trying to reach the tea on the table to relieve the dryness in her throat.

Yan Conling knew very well.

The love poison in me has flared up again.