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Ming Ruoxie shook his head, "No, because you, my lord, are suffering from tuberculosis. You have already stepped on the road to death with one foot, and you have the energy of death, so you are used to it. Unlike us, healthy, bright, and lively children , it¡¯s a bit exciting at first contact.¡±
After she said this, she raised her eyebrows at him slyly.
Sikong Ji:
He believed something wrong with her¡ª¡ª
But she is really evil.
Ming Ruoxie watched the deathly auras disperse, and reached out to fan himself in front of him, looking very disgusted, and then picked up an empty small bag inside.
The vermilion bag is beautifully sewn, with various small totems embroidered on the red thread, and small, round jasper beads on both ends of the rope for fastening.
A small bag shows your thoughtfulness.
However, once it was opened, it was filled with deathly energy.
Ming Ruoxie looked at Sikong Ji, "Is the letter from King Dingbei put together with these things?"
"yes."
"Is it burning?"
She remembered that Sikong Ji would burn the letters sent by King Dingbei, but she still asked just in case.
"It's already burned."
Ming Ruoxie nodded, "Then burn this box and bag. If there is anything else that comes at the same time, burn it together. Your health is so bad. If you keep contacting these things, no matter how much ambergris you drink, It¡¯s no use either.¡±
"good."
Of course Sikong Ji listened to what she said.
Then his eyes fell on the sign, "How to deal with this?"
Ming Ruoxie also looked at the sign and felt a little embarrassed.
"This brand can't be burned, and I don't know how to deal with it. How about you find a master to find a solution for you?"
Sikongji always felt that her statement that she didn¡¯t know how to deal with it was not very credible.
"I heard that the emperor has invited Master Ciyuan to the palace. I will think of a way to see if I can meet with Master Ciyuan and ask for his help."
"Isn't this difficult to handle? Just take that cowardly cat and say you picked it up outside and give it to him."
"I'm afraid that cat won't listen to me."
"You go and inquire first, I will keep this sign for you first."
Ming Ruoxie held the sign in his hand again.
When she left, Sikong Ji sat there without moving for a long time.
In the letter, my grandfather said that it is not easy to get such a large piece of medicinal jade nowadays, and he was told in detail that he must wear it and never leave it.
Grandfather believed it, but who gave him this medicinal jade?
Sikongji arranged for Xingzhui to inquire about the whereabouts of Master Ciyuan, and asked Butler Zhu to bring the coachman who had sent Ming Ruoxie to Jingyang Marquis Mansion today.
"Today you sent Miss Ming to Jingyang Marquis Mansion. Tell me carefully who you met and what happened."
At this time, in the Marquis Jingyang Mansion, in Miss Ming San¡¯s yard, Ming Jingyao was picking up a vase and throwing it to the ground.
The three scratches on the back of her hand, her neck, and her cheek were even more serious now.
Not only was blood oozing out, it was also red and swollen.
Marquis Jingyang called for a doctor, but after applying the ointment prescribed by the doctor, the wound became even more painful.
Ming Jingyao couldn¡¯t bear it anymore, so she washed off the ointment.
Knowing that Xiao looked wrong, he comforted her, and then suggested that she send a letter to the prince, hoping that the prince could ask the palace doctor to take action.
Otherwise, what if Ming Jingyao¡¯s face is ruined?
Ming Jingyao endured the pain and wrote a letter to the prince and had it delivered. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
A servant woman in her thirties or forties came in and took a look at the debris on the ground.
"Miss Third, being angry will not do you any good."
When Ming Jingyao saw her, there was a trace of fear in her eyes.
Her anger was extinguished in an instant.
"Aunt Wuzhi."
Wu Zhi walked up to her, looked down at the wounds on her face, and reached out to touch the wounds.
"Hiss." Ming Jingyao took a deep breath in pain.
"I didn't expect that old guy Ci Yuan never got rid of the evil spirits from that golden pine cat."
The cat itself has evil energy, and it loves to swallow evil energy and death energy. Over the years, it becomes more ferocious. The wounds it scratches are not ordinary wounds, and how can ordinary medicines cure it?
"Can Aunt Wuzhi heal my injury?" Ming Jingyao looked at her expectantly.
"I only know how to kill people. When have you ever seen me save people?" Wuzhi suddenly laughed, his smile a little scary.
She actually looks pretty good, but her eyes are slender, the ends of her eyes are a bit hanging, her thin lips are deep in the center of her body, and her extremely deep eyes make her look gloomy, at least like an old woman in her fifties or sixties.
Wu Zhi followed Ming Jingyao into Jingyang Hou Mansion, and within one day he took control of everything in her courtyard. Even the spy maid sent by Mrs. Ming was now obedient to Wu Zhi.
Ming Jingyao bit her lower lip.
"Jingyao doesn't quite understand why Aunt Wuzhi must get that golden pine cat?"
If Wu Zhi hadn¡¯t asked her to beg Marquis Jingyang to take back the cat, she wouldn¡¯t have been injured like this.
Wu Zhi glanced at her and said calmly: "Are you blaming me for harming you now?"
"Jingyao doesn't dare." How dare Ming Jingyao do it now? "I just don't quite understand. That cat is so dangerous. Why did Aunt Wuzhi ask me to coax my father to bring it back?"
"Because we need the evil that the cat has been devouring for so long."
Wu Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and smiled a little sinisterly, "Have you forgotten who took the evil energy from you? Evil energy can be put to good use, and it can also help us achieve what we want."
Hearing this, although Ming Jingyao was still a little scared, she also felt greedy. The evil energy that she had captured from her body had indeed brought her a lot of benefits.
"Aunt Wuzhi, is the person who I took away the evil spirit really dead?"
"After taking ninety-nine swords to steal Qi, and then sending her to your uncle's place to try medicine and nourish her, do you think she can still survive?"
Ming Jingyao felt a little calmer.
"We have to catch that cat. The golden pine cat can't resist the attraction of your evil spirit. Come out with me tonight. You can lure the cat out and I'll catch it."
"yes."
That night.
The entire imperial city has fallen into silence.
There was no other sound outside except for the watchman walking by smelling of alcohol and the bang bang of the watch.
Ming Jingyao and Wu Zhi were dressed in black, their faces covered, and left Jingyang Hou Mansion.
Ming Jingyao walked in front, following Wu Zhi neither near nor far.
If the cat notices her, it will probably hide away.
Ming Jingyao didn¡¯t need to do anything. As long as she walked through the streets and alleys, as long as she got to a distance where the cat could sense it, it would definitely pounce out.
She finally walked to the back of the Proton Mansion.
Ming Jingyao didn¡¯t know that this was the back alley of Zhizi Mansion.
Ming Ruoxie was already asleep at this time.
"Xiao Jin didn't go anywhere, he just slept on the footstep next to her bed.
Suddenly, it opened its eyes, golden light flashed, and it jumped out of the window with a few light steps.
When Xiao Jin's figure rushed out, Ming Ruoxie suddenly woke up.
Something seems wrong.
She sat up and opened the curtain, and sure enough she didn't see the golden pine cat. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com