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

All things in the world, nothing will pass without leaving a trace.

Therefore, no matter how well the evil thing is hidden, it will always leave traces.

There was a strange smell vaguely lingering at the tip of her nose. Before she could identify it carefully, the guards came with the people. But she was not a doctor, but a maid.

"Your Majesty."

Seeing the maid next to He Yaoguang, Ning Mozhang's expression flashed unnaturally, "Didn't I say that I wanted to call the doctor? Why is it you? How is the princess?"

The maid replied respectfully, "Go back to the prince, the doctor is diagnosing the pulse of the princess."

She was dozing off, and the other party cooperated by handing her a pillow.

Yan Conngling understood clearly and said, "If you don't mind, Your Majesty, we can wait in front of the Princess's room first. Senior Brother Shizi's illness..."

It's sizzling!

As the smell of the paste became more and more intense, fire suddenly burst out from the clothes of the young man behind him.

fire!

It’s really hot!

"Senior brother?!!"

Yan Conling was really shocked this time, and her expression was really not watery at all.

"Ouch!!!!"

At this point, Ning Mingche still didn't forget the heavy responsibility he was carrying and didn't dare to stand up.

He just leaned on the soft couch, howling and swishing his tail like a carp that had just been caught ashore.

"Cough cough."

Yan Conling choked on the gray smoke.

"Third Senior Brother, stop fanning! This fire, cough... the fire is getting bigger and bigger the more you fan it!"

She made a water trick, but it was useless.

I finally realized that the fire was set by this smart guy himself.

Ning Mingche's fire can only be extinguished quickly by himself.

Without thinking, Yan Conngling turned around and ran out.

"Mingche..."

Ning Mozhang had never seen such a battle before. He was dumbfounded. After regaining consciousness, he hurriedly wanted to step forward.

But Yan Conling, who had just left, came back again, holding a large ball of fist-like snowballs in his hand, and brushed him away unceremoniously.

"Sixth Prince, give way."

He dared not move.

Then he saw the girl pinching her imperial nephew's face and stuffing the snowball into him without blinking.

The chill crept down his throat bit by bit, and it was biting to the bone... By some strange coincidence, he shivered as if he was feeling the same thing.

The sweet taste of the sugar pill spreads in the mouth.

Ning Mingche cooperated to put out the fire on his body, feeling guilty and not daring to look at his two classmates.

Yan Conling clapped her hands and said, "Okay."

"Okay, okay?"

Ning Mozhang hurriedly stepped forward and saw that although his nephew's clothes were scorched, he was not injured. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Quick! Take the prince to the doctor. Don't delay for a moment, Ming Che is so sick. It’s all on fire!”

Several powerful guards moved to the front of the concubine's courtyard with chairs.

Now that they are all here, Yan Congling showed a struggling look on his face. He seemed to hesitate for a long time before he said, "My lord, I used to live in the same place as the princess for many years. Now that the princess is ill, I should go in." have a look……"

Ning Mozhang was in shock, "Go."

As soon as he stepped into the inner room, Yan Conling was stunned.

The surroundings are covered with yellow talisman paper, and obscure curse words are drawn with cinnabar. Seen from a distance, it is as red as blood, which inexplicably makes people feel nervous.

The curtain is low and the medicine is pure and bitter.

He Yaoguang was lying on the big pearwood bed in the center, his face was like gold paper, but his eyes were as sharp as ever.

Seeing her coming, he raised his eyebrows provocatively.

It's a pity that he looks fragile and embarrassed now.

"Isn't this Senior Sister He?" Yan Conling is also not a good person. Her tone is soft and she hides the needle, stabbing wherever it hurts. "How come you are like this after marrying someone?"

"Cough, cough Yan Conngling..."

He Yaoguang was so angry that he coughed and glared at her angrily, "Yan Conling, don't watch my jokes. If you meet that thing, you will definitely end up like me!"

"What the hell is that?"

Yan Conngling stopped watching the fun and asked seriously, "How did it hurt you?"

Behind the Demon Suppression Tower, most of the great evils in the world are locked inside.

It is rare to see such a tough and fierce thing.

Recalling the huge beastial shadows that destroyed the Yan family everywhere, her expression became more and more serious.

"Its body should not be in the Sixth Prince's Mansion."

He Yaoguang slowly stood up and leaned on a soft pillow, breathing weakly, "That day, Concubine Yao held a family banquet, and Ning Mozhang and I went over to have a few glasses of thin wine."

"Bojiu?"

Yan Conling chuckled lightly, "Don't you think you've got a bad habit of drinking, right?"

The other party's eyes were filled with anger.

Ning Fengli would allocate money every year to prepare a rich New Year's banquet for them.

Good wine is of course essential.

Yue Lingheng would always drink with one person after another, and finally enjoy a table of meals alone.

He Yaoguang was the first one to lie down, and he still ranked first every year.

Just like that, how could she have the nerve to drink with Concubine Yao?

Aren't you afraid of getting angry and punching your mother-in-law twice in the face?

"Yan Conling, everything I said is true! I'm sure I saw it right that night!"

He Yaoguang became a little anxious and reached out to catch her.

The girl didn't hide. The moment her arm was grabbed, she lowered her head and met her colleague's eyes. But I saw that the pupils in the previously arrogant eyes were trembling rapidly, full of fear...

"When I was returning to my room, something attacked me from behind!"

As she spoke, she used her strength to sit up. For fear that Yan Conngling wouldn't believe it, she directly unbuttoned her clothes and revealed a large area of ​​snow-white skin on her back.

The messy long hair is hanging down, and the black claw marks on it are clear to the bone...

What Bai Zhu said was conservative.

If it were even an inch deeper, I'm afraid the heart would be ripped out. He Yaoguang would not be sitting here alive talking to her like he is now.

"That thing was very fast. My reaction was slower that night because I was drunk. When I turned around to block, I could only smell a faint smell." He Yaoguang put his clothes back on.

Seeing the girl looking at him with frowning eyebrows, the corners of her lips moved and she whispered something.

"It's the scent of peony..."

"Peony?" Yan Conling suddenly remembered the dowry fished out of the river.

That's the imperial concubine's thing...

He Yaoguang nodded and confirmed, "It's Peony. That thing is full of evil and it came after my life. But the strange thing is that it disappeared after just grabbing it, as if... its strength was restricted."

Otherwise, according to her serious injury condition at the time, the other party would definitely die if she took one more stab.

So the reason why we didn't do this is probably because the support time was too short.

Yan Conling asked, "Have you checked all the six princes' mansions?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you see the talismans all over the house? I'm blind in broad daylight." He Yaoguang couldn't get along with her for a few words.

Evil matters involve human lives, so there is no doubt about the ability of the evil master to catch them.

If you slow down for even a moment, your life may be lost.

Yan Conling was not angry at all, he just raised his eyes lightly, with thick black eyelashes, "Did you go anywhere else that day? Or who did you see when you entered the palace?"

Since he is not in the Sixth Prince's Mansion.

That's somewhere else.