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

Chapter 9 The Seventh Prince

Yunshan is located on the border of Imperial Capital.

The Demon Suppression Division is located at the feet of the Emperor.

But it was different from what he imagined. It was a tower with layers of restrictions.

The waist badge swayed with the slightly eager steps, reflecting a golden light.

A plaque with large red characters on a black background hangs high on the top, solemn and solemn.

There is no stone lion used to ward off evil spirits at the door, only an iron chain as thick as a child's arm extends from the inside, and the chain imprisons a white dog.

The dog was so big that it looked scary, more like a liger. The most peculiar thing is that it has horns on its head and two wings on its back like a flying bird.

Ling Ling's fangs can be seen in the open mouth, and the hair on the tip of the nose is blown by the breath.

Lying there now, sleeping soundly.

"Steamed bun."

Yan Conling was not afraid and took two steps forward to pat its back.

The wings flapped slightly, and the white dog opened a pair of blue eyes. After seeing the person clearly, he lowered his head and rubbed her palm affectionately.

Yan Conling handed it the file recording the incident.

"Thanks a lot."

Amidst the clattering sound, the white dog bit the file and entered the tower along the chain whose end could not be seen clearly.

"My current residence is in the woods on the south side."

The task was completely completed after handing in the dossier. Yan Conling took out a bunch of keys from his sleeve and handed them to Lou Qixuedao, who was staring at the tower behind him.

"It's a remote place and there's only one bamboo house of mine. If you look carefully, you'll find it."

"Senior brothers are going back to Yunshan. I have something else to do. You go back to that room and wait for me."

She stuffed the key and turned to leave.

Lou Qixue's forehead jumped.

The two had lived together for so many years in their previous life, how could he not know where the bamboo house was?
  Not to mention the location, he could feel every corner of the house clearly, and Yan Conngling might not be familiar with it yet.

Equally familiar were her perfunctory excuses for running away.

"Are you going to the Seventh Prince's Mansion?"

Shadows shrouded her, and he stood sideways in front of the girl.

Yan Conngling was not angry about this behavior. Instead, he explained to him angrily, "There are many masters in the Seventh Prince's Mansion. You are a demon. It is not convenient to go there."

After saying that, I bought two bowls of noodles from a time-honored noodle stall not far away, and asked the stall owner to add golden soft-boiled eggs with burnt edges, and sprinkled with fresh green chopped green onions.

Find a good place and sit down next to the big fox demon.

"Are you hungry after traveling all the way? The hand-made noodles in Dijing are the best. You go first and I'll be back soon."

"You have a bad temper and like to act petty. They are all mortals. If there is any dispute, just ignore it and wait for me to handle it."

Yan Conngling stood on tiptoe and patted his non-existent ears, stroking his hair while speaking earnestly.

Lou Qixue, who was bending down in cooperation, couldn't control it, and his forehead twitched again.

She never imagined that she would leave the impression of a bad temper in her life...

The ground suddenly disappeared above my head, and when I looked up again, there was no trace of anyone there?
  "Yan, Cong, Ling..."

Gritting his teeth, he stood there for a long time.

Lou Qixue's appearance was so outstanding that even from the Imperial Capital, many people looked at her standing in the middle of the street.

He didn't like the looking eyes of others, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly glanced at the two steaming bowls of noodles on the table, and thought of what the heartless woman said before leaving. After hesitating for a moment, he went over with an angry look on his face.

This kind of street stall is popular in Imperial Capital, and there are many diners passing by to stop and eat enthusiastically with their shirtless bodies and loud voices.

Yan Conling obviously understood his little temperament and specially chose a seat on the side where he would not be disturbed. Facing the mottled tables and chairs with peeling paint and the gaping sea bowl. Lou Qixue held her chopsticks, frowned, and picked out the green onions in the bowl one by one...

"Why do you put so much green onion when you have nothing to do!"

He didn't yell at the top of his lungs, and there was a lot of noise around him, but the old stall owner, whose temples were already turning white, had very pointed ears.

Taking advantage of her busy schedule, she raised her head and glanced at him.

"Oh, I didn't expect that such a good-looking young man would be left behind by a girl these days..."

The abandoned pointed-eared fox: (▼plate▼#)
  ...

You can see the lights on the Seventh Prince's Mansion from a distance.

It is different from the ordinary exquisite palace lanterns or the round lanterns used during festivals.

The light of the lantern was a strange and cold green, and it had no outer casing. Only the wick hung in the corridor, swaying ghostly.

Yan Conngling's heart skipped a beat, and he barged in without even bothering to hand over the token.

The door guards in black armor were startled, but after seeing clearly that it was her, they instantly turned into joy.

Apart from these weird lanterns, not a single person was seen along the way.

Ning Fengli's mansion was originally located in a remote area. At this moment, not a single sound could be heard, not even a trace of people could be seen, and it felt even more eerie and dead.

The lake behind the rockery swelled vaguely under the pale moonlight, and the quilt covering the head seemed like something was about to burst out of it at the next moment...

"Your Majesty!"

The door of the inner hall was not locked, so Yan Conling simply kicked it open.

The room was dark with no lights on and no servants to look after it.

She performed a fire technique and slowly opened the mist-colored gauze curtain, and the light finally illuminated the figure on the beauty's couch...

The long raven-colored hair fell to the ground like a waterfall, and the young man only wore a pair of snow-white pajamas.

But his complexion was a bit paler than his clothes, almost fragile and transparent.

"Your Majesty?!"

Yan Conling kicked away the medicine bowl on the ground, stepped forward and squatted down, gently brushing away the other person's hair that was wet with sweat from his face.

Ning's appearance has always been good, and the old emperor is very beautiful now, so except for the eldest prince who was out of shape after losing his wife, the other bloodlines are all good-looking.

Ning Fengli was the daughter of the first empress.

He is frail and sickly, and has congenital deficiencies. Therefore, he is still slender and thin in his late thirties, and his facial lines are so soft that he is somewhat beautiful...

He skillfully took out his dagger and took blood to brew medicine.

Watching the boy's face gradually improve after he finished the bowl of medicine.

Yan Conling breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground to bandage the wound on his wrist.

Her blood is Ning Fengli's best medicine.

But it can only be withdrawn now.

So every time after completing a mission, I would return to the capital as soon as possible to check on the situation.

The poison in Ning Fengli's body, or to be more precise, a pair of mother-and-son poison, was planted from the mother's womb.

Only by finding the mother voodoo can the child voodoo be drawn out. It's a pity that the first queen passed away so many years ago, and the clues have long been interrupted.

This poisonous poison is so powerful that when it attacks, the pain is unbearable, like ice and fire.

Her master had seen it several times and looked through the library in the back mountain before deducing that it was a forbidden technique that was lost thousands of years ago.

As for why it appears.

According to her master, he couldn't figure it out even with his toes.

But from then on, she volunteered to become Ning Fengli's mobile health pack.

After all, if the boss dies, who will pay her the monthly payment?
  (End of this chapter)