Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 352 Stripping
Feng Yao took the handkerchief and wiped it under her nose, and sure enough, plum blossom-like bloodstains bloomed on the handkerchief.The bright red color irritated Feng Yao's heart.Her health has always been very good. Because of her practice, she rarely catches a cold or catches a cold, and rarely gets sick.

What happened today?Feng Yao raised her head slightly, blocked her nostrils with a handkerchief, and waved her hands to indicate that she was fine.

"Mother?" Doudou raised her head worriedly, looking at Feng Yao who was a little embarrassed at this moment.

The nosebleed came and went quickly.Feng Yao soon found that the nosebleed had stopped. Although she was even more puzzled, she touched Doudou's heart with a smile and said, "It's okay, mother has been a little angry these days, just go back and drink more water." .Go and pick out books, it’s fine.”

Doudou was dubious, and under Feng Yao's comforting eyes, she walked to Ting'er and went to pick up books together.In his heart, Feng Yao has always been omnipotent.She has beaten bad guys, cooked delicious meals, was always gentle and kind, and never lost her temper.And, never get sick.

In the past, Fengyao gave Doudou a reliable impression, so now she also believed Fengyao's words, put aside her worries, and went to pick books happily.

Until there was a scream in my ear: "Ma'am? Ma'am? What's wrong with you?"

Doudou hastily turned her head, but just in time to see Feng Yao with her eyes closed, falling limply.

Outside Xuanjing City, in a dilapidated temple with little incense, the door with mottled paint was tightly closed, and the windows were covered with black cloth.

Inside the temple, row after row of candles were erected along the base of the wall, illuminating the room with a faint yellow light.In the very center of the ground, a formation with strange lines was drawn with blood, and a pitch-black jar was quietly placed in the center of the formation.

A Taoist priest wrapped in a black robe was sitting cross-legged outside the formation at the moment, pinching the magic formula with his old and thin fingers, and chanting words in the direction of the jar.Soon, a piece of talisman floated out from above the mouth of the pitch-black jar.

When the Taoist saw the talisman coming out, the tactic in his hand changed instantly, and then the talisman suddenly spun at a fast speed, with a faint tendency to tear.

Not far from the formation, a young woman was lying on the ground, her body was stained with blood, holding her bloody left hand, staring at the talisman paper with burning eyes, waiting for the moment when the talisman paper was torn apart.

Suddenly, a bright and dazzling ray of light erupted from the talisman paper, and then the spinning stopped suddenly, and it fell suddenly, falling into the jar.Seeing this, the Taoist priest's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.He exhaled heavily, began to pinch the formula again, and started chanting words.

Not long after, the talisman paper reappeared at the mouth of the jar, but the speed at which it floated out was much slower, making the Taoist priest's forehead drip with sweat, which seemed extremely strenuous.

At this time, in Prince Yu's mansion.

The Yuehua Garden was full of figures, Sanhua, Mrs. Chen, Mrs. Wei, Qinghuai and others all stared anxiously at the door of the house, wishing they could rush in.Soon, the door was finally opened, and an old imperial doctor came out with a medicine box on his back.

"Sir, how's it going inside?" Hua Rui hurriedly stepped forward, looking at the old imperial doctor expectantly and said.

The old imperial doctor's expression was a little slumped, he shook his head, and said: "The old man's ability is limited, and he can't see the madam's illness." After finishing speaking, he lifted his legs and left.

"Go get Doctor Bai again!" At this moment, an anxious voice with faint anger came from inside the room.

"Yes." Standing at the door, Wuji took the order and quickly left the yard.

The unknown situation of Feng Yao made everyone extremely anxious.But Murong Yu refused to let him in, he stomped his feet repeatedly, his brows were twisted into pimples.

"What's the matter, madam?" Hua Xin walked back and forth with her head down, her hands twisted together, and she raised her head to glance towards the door from time to time.

Hua Lu was also worried, and suddenly pursed her lips and stared at Qing Huai next to her, and asked, "Is it you? Madam went out with you, and came back like this. Did you harm Madam?"

"Flower dew shut up!" Hearing this, the flower core and stamen scolded one after another.

Hualu bit her lip and stared at Qinghuai unwillingly, and said, "Madam has always been in good health, why is it suddenly like this? This person has always been scheming, and his hands and feet are subtle, and it is difficult to detect the traces of what he does. Ma'am!"

Not long ago, in the bookstore, Qing Huai was startled by Feng Yao's sudden fainting, and was immediately terrified.Fortunately, Wuji followed behind, immediately picked up Fengyao, carried Doudou on his shoulders, and hurried to Prince Yu's mansion.Qinghuai was not as fast as his figure, so he took Ting'er and hurried back to Prince Yu's mansion without buying any books.

This is already the case in Prince Yu's Mansion.Qing Huai had already explained it, but obviously, some people didn't believe her.

"Ma'am is definitely not my fault." Qinghuai looked at Hualu coldly and said.

Hua Lu wanted to say something, but Hua Xin slapped her on the arm, and she just gave Qing Huai a look, and then said nothing.

Qinghuai pursed her lips and stood in the courtyard. Although the spring day was warm, her palms were cold.His eyes were full of worry, hope, and resentment.She just followed Feng Yao, and she spent so much effort, why did such a thing happen?Is she really so unknown?Whoever gets close will encounter bad luck?

Inside the room, Feng Yao was lying on the bed, motionless.Murong Yu was sitting on the bedside, holding her hand, his face was slightly pale.

Along the way, Wuji protected her on the bright side, and Wuhen guarded her in the dark. The two dared to guarantee that no one would do anything to Feng Yao along the way.After returning to Prince Yu's Mansion, Wuhen took out another set of tools to check Feng Yao's blood, saliva, etc., but found no signs of poisoning.

In this way, there are only two possibilities: first, the person who poisoned her was far more powerful than Wuhen; second, Feng Yao was not poisoned at all.These two possibilities almost scorched Murong Yu's heart.

However, the most experienced imperial doctor in Xuanlai Palace checked Fengyao, but found nothing wrong with Fengyao's body.However, Feng Yao was indeed very wrong.The breathing is sometimes gentle, sometimes rapid, and sometimes weak, which is not a normal coma situation at all.Murong Yu had already sent someone to Yu's house to ask for help, but the people from Yu's house couldn't come for a while, which made Murong Yu extremely anxious.

Suddenly, Feng Yao's body stiffened suddenly, and then softened quickly.Murong Yu didn't have time to worry or breathe a sigh of relief when he saw blood gurgling from Feng Yao's nose and ears.Her heart tightened suddenly, Murong Yu quickly picked up the handkerchief and wiped it off for her, her teeth were gnashing, her eyes were red with hatred.

Who hurt his Yao'er?Feng Yao is usually in good health, Murong Yu has been paying attention to her conditioning, and she has never seen any discomfort.Who knows, just went out for a stroll, and came back like this.Murong Yu instinctively felt that she had fallen into a trick, but she couldn't find out, and could only watch Feng Yao suffer.

In the run-down mountain temple outside Xuanjing City, in a tightly covered room, a Taoist priest in a large black robe sat cross-legged in front of the formation, with sweat rolling down his face.A pair of dark eyes stared viciously at the piece of talisman paper at the mouth of the jar, but just as the talisman paper left the mouth of the jar, it fell down again.

The Taoist didn't know how many times this was, and his repeated failures made his expression even more gloomy.Until one more time, the talisman paper that rose into the air fell into the jar again after spinning several times, and the Taoist stood up with a "hoo".

"Immortal?" Qian Zhenzhen got up at some point, clutching her left arm that had stopped bleeding, and was sitting not far from the formation.Seeing the Taoist priest walking towards her, he raised his head in surprise and asked.

The Taoist priest walked up to her and stood still, reached out and took out a dagger from behind his waist, and pulled it out with a "clang".Qian Zhenzhen was startled, and couldn't help but leaned back: "What is the immortal going to do?"

"The formation is not strong enough, I need your blood." After the Taoist finished speaking in a hoarse voice, he bent down to grab Qian Zhenzhen's arm.

Qian Zhenzhen was horrified, her good hand supported the ground, she backed away again and again, and said hastily, "Immortal, didn't you say that three bowls of blood are enough?"

The Taoist smiled grimly, his old face was a bit ferocious: "It must be enough to deal with ordinary people, but this person is not an ordinary person, and more blood needs to be injected."

This is an extremely evil formation, but a soul stripping technique.The birth date of the caster is drawn on the talisman paper with his blood, and then the formation is drawn with the blood of the enemy.If the mana of the caster is sufficient, the soul of the caster can be peeled off in a moment.Because it is too evil, it has almost been lost.

However, Qian Zhenzhen met this Taoist priest by chance.She hated Fengyao. That woman killed her father, caused her to be rejected by the Qian family, caused Mr. Qian to be imprisoned, and made her homeless like a bereaved dog. The only victory in the competition between Jing Chao and Bai Guo.

And her former husband unexpectedly got married again and had children, and he lived a good life.She went to see him, but he indifferently rejected her and drove her out of the room.The man who once knelt at her feet, docile and obedient, dared to step on her.Qian Zhenzhen hated her so much that she often went up to the mountain to pray to Buddha, cursing that woman to die.

One day, she met this Taoist priest.He said he could help her achieve her wish.The premise is that she stays with him for a year.Qian Zhenzhen agreed without thinking too much.Isn't it just to accompany him for a year?She even accompanied Qian Sanye, that pervert, so what was she afraid of?
However, Feng Yao's body is not very close, how can I get her birth date and blood?Just when Qian Zhenzhen was thinking hard, she met Mrs. Feng.

It was also Fengyao's fate. Madam Feng heard Feng Taifu say that Fengyao won the laurel crown and was bestowed a marriage by the emperor. Two months later, she will marry Murong Yu as his concubine. Thinking of Feng Ziyu, she felt great grief .

The grief-stricken Madam Feng immediately got into a carriage and went out of the city to worship Buddha and pray for the dead Feng Ziyu.Mrs. Feng, whose appearance is six to seven points similar to Fengyao, happened to be seen by Qian Zhenzhen, so Qian Zhenzhen decisively kidnapped her and forced her to tell Fengyao's birth date.

Mrs. Feng, who was kidnapped, was not annoyed.She very calmly used Qian Zhenzhen's words, and when she learned that Qian Zhenzhen had a deep-rooted hatred for Feng Yao, a strange mood appeared in her heart.

"I'll help you." Madam Feng said.

Why did her Yu'er die tragically, but that little bitch was so happy?Mrs. Feng was very uncomfortable, she always felt that Feng Yao stole Feng Ziyu's luck.After all, just before Feng Yao appeared, everything was fine.And since Feng Yao appeared, Feng Ziyu had troubles repeatedly, and even lost her life.

"You don't believe it?" Madam Feng said, "But, what's the use of getting her birth date? She is the future Princess Yu, and she is protected by guards. How do you get her blood?"

(End of this chapter)