Lord, the princess is beautiful and fierce

Chapter 1137 Corpse-turning Powder

Chapter 1137 Corpse-turning Powder

Yuehua's shocked eyes widened, and it took him a while to recover, and he stammered: "Miss... this... what is this..."

If this is spilled on Mrs. Chen, how much effort will he take to get revenge?
Zhong Yihuan carefully put away the powder before saying, "This is corpse powder..."

She paused: "I didn't make it, it was Xuanyuan Ce. The United Chamber of Commerce has a penalty called Huasheng Pond. It's this thing. People throw a stick of incense into it and it disappears. It's just that I improved it, and I Unlike them, mine turns the dead, they turn the living."

A series of sentences popped up, Yuehua knew each word separately, but when combined, he ignored you.

Zhong Yihuan briefly talked about the United Chamber of Commerce. This matter is not a secret, and there is nothing that cannot be said, but the name Xuanyuan Ce is a bit of a blush. Generally, few people know about it, and few people dare to mention it. The things she knows are all Grandfather said it, her grandfather said everything.

Zhong Yihuan is extremely curious about this person, but such a person only exists in legends. If he lives for hundreds of years, Zhong Yihuan always feels that no one can live to such an old age, which is impossible.

Yuehua felt that he had heard some great secret, so he couldn't help asking: "Since the United Chamber of Commerce is so powerful, why is it gone?"

Zhong Yihuan said: "Because of Xuanyuan Ce, he fell in love with someone."

When Zhong Yihuan said this, she still found it a little funny: "There are people like him who love and can't ask for, and there are two of them. These two people almost killed him."

Zhong Yihuan thought it was funny, but Yuehua took a deep look at her: "Miss, do you think it's funny?"

Zhong Yihuan nodded solemnly: "I think it's very funny."

She asked back, "Isn't it funny?"

Yuehua: "It's not funny."

Zhong Yihuan didn't say much, anyway, it was hard for her to understand that kind of feelings, and old Mr. Su's cheap and humble feelings, every time Zhong Yihuan thought he was quite ridiculous when he mentioned it.

The old princess can't say that she is not good, she has some skills, but there are no grasses anywhere in the world, not all women in the world are dead, you can like it, but it is really impossible to like it that way.

It's hard for Zhong Yihuan to imagine, and she can't understand it at all.

Yuehua said: "Can we use this medicinal powder?"

Zhong Yihuan nodded: "Of course, it is easy to kill the Chen family, but as I said earlier and Wei Ping'an was worried, the follow-up will be very troublesome. We need to wait for Wei Ping's news."

She patted Yuehua on the shoulder: "Be patient."

...

The news of Duanmuli came three days later, and she was invited to a teahouse in the city.

Zhong Yihuan went with Yuehua, while Duanmuli was sitting on the second floor, listening attentively to the voice of the storyteller downstairs.

Zhong Yihuan glanced at the storyteller, and said, "This story is getting more and more outrageous."

Duanmuli recovered his senses and glanced at her, then said, "What do you think?"

Zhong Yihuan was taken aback for a moment before realizing what she said, and said with a smile: "Is this story about the old princess saving the little emperor of Jin Kingdom in Yuanshan Town? Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is also true, but It's exaggerated in some places."

Duanmuli asked her to sit down, and glanced at Yuehua: "You take him with you everywhere, it seems that you really like him!"

Zhong Yihuan nodded: "Yes."

Yuehua was startled, her heart skipped half a beat.

Zhong Yihuan said: "You don't have to look down on him, you feel that you are superior to him, you are no different from him in my eyes."

They are all the same people, they will be a pile of meat when they die, and they will be a pile of loess after a hundred years. No one is special than anyone else, including herself.

Zhong Yihuan has always thought so.

(End of this chapter)