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Feng Shuying didn't see the change in Jing Moye's expression. She was thinking in her mind about how to help Jing Moye break the curse.

She had seen the capabilities of the man behind Concubine Xu last time, and when faced with him head-on, she felt that with her body's current abilities, she probably couldn't defeat him.

In this case, try not to confront them head-on.

And if you want to help Jing Moye break the curse, you may not be able to break the curse if you don't face him head-on.

She was a little worried.

When she was worried, she found that she was a little cold. When she turned her head, she saw Jing Moye looking at her sinisterly, which shocked her.

She couldn't help but ask: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Jing Moye looked at her coldly and said nothing.

But Feng Shuying suddenly understood: "Your Majesty is going to see Concubine Xu today, so are you in a bad mood?"

"My lord, please be more open-minded. If you think of her as a piece of shit, or a pyramid-shaped piece of shit, you will be much happier."

After she finished speaking, she imagined it and couldn't help laughing.

Jing Moye asked, "Do you often think about people you hate like this?"

Feng Shuying glanced at him and said, "That's not true. When I meet someone who is good-looking but has a nasty temper, I usually think of him as a pig."

"Then I go buy a piece of pig's trotter and come back. I silently recite that it is a big pig's trotter. Then I take the pig's trotter apart and eat it. Then I feel much better."

Jing Moye inexplicably remembered that he had seen her eat pig trotters several times: "..."

He said coldly: "I really can't tell, you are quite capable."

Even if Feng Shuying reacts slowly, she still feels that something is abnormal about him today.

She looked at him with her big eyes and said, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Jing Moye answered the question differently: "The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, what are you going to give me as a gift?"

Feng Shuying was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that in this era, when the Dragon Boat Festival came for unmarried men and women, the woman would make a belt or purse for the man with her own hands.

She suddenly remembered that Jing Moye had asked her for her wallet before...

She had never thought of doing it to him, she had completely forgotten about it.

Jing Moye narrowed his eyes slightly after seeing her expression: "Don't you have any intention of giving me a gift?"

Feng Shuying felt the gloom emanating from him. She shivered unconsciously, but her face remained calm: "How is this possible!"

Jing Moye asked: "Then what do you plan to give me as a gift?"

Feng Shuying replied: "I will bring good health to the prince."

Jing Moye: "..."

His face instantly turned darker than before.

Feng Shuying saw that he looked bad, so she tried to make up for herself: "In this world, there is nothing more important than health."

"When a person loses his health, no matter what kind of rights and money he has, they are all empty."

"The prince has been cursed for many years, and his body has been greatly affected. Diseases and disasters often plague the prince."

"It would be best if I can break the curse for the prince today. If not, I will definitely break the curse for the prince before the Dragon Boat Festival and bring good health to the prince."

Jing Moye: "..."

He could tell that she was unwilling to make anything for him, not even to buy him something.

He sneered and said: "Very good, then I will be waiting to receive your gift."

Feng Shuying felt that he was somewhat yin and yang.

But every time he wanted to see Concubine Xu, he always looked like he was dying, and she didn't bother to care. She just wanted to break the curse for him quickly, turn the things left by her parents into money, and leave the capital in a hurry.

So she took advantage of the gap in the carriage to draw a few more talismans.

To prevent accidents today, she brought all the talisman papers and talisman pens over so that if anything happened, she would be able to deal with it easily.

Jing Moye was already sulking, but when he turned around and saw her drawing talismans as if nothing happened, he became even more angry.

Feng Shuying turned her head and saw his face, which was a bit darker than before. She resolutely shrank into a corner, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.

It's just that Jing Moye's attention is on her at the moment, and it's no use wherever she shrinks.

She felt really uncomfortable being looked at by him, so she raised her left elbow high and buried her head, trying to keep the talisman as close as possible.

Well, she couldn't see him out of the corner of her eye, and she felt a lot more at ease.

Jing Moye: "..."

Soon we arrived at Fenglai Palace, Concubine Xu’s residence.

After all, Concubine Xu was the late emperor's concubine. In order to hide her from others, she did not live in the palace, but in a house very close to the palace.

The house is not very big, but it is very exquisitely built.

The trees planted inside are all very rare species, and the pavilions and pavilions were designed by the Minister of Industry himself and built by the most powerful craftsmen.

Feng Shuying originally thought that Prince Chu's palace was already very beautifully built, but compared with Fenglai Palace where Concubine Xu lived, it was slightly inferior.

The point is that this place is only across a river from the palace. Looking from Fenglai Palace, you can see the palace.

Feng Shuying inexplicably thought of the tunnel in Prince Chu's Mansion. It seemed that it was inconvenient to travel between the two places, but as long as a tunnel was built...

She raised her eyebrows lightly and didn't think about it any further.

Because if you think about it again, it would be a bit disgusting.

Feng Shuying walked halfway and felt something was wrong. When she turned around, she saw a man in Taoist robes standing not far away.

The man had a bun on his head, with a wooden hairpin inserted in it. Coupled with his long beard and the snow-colored whisk in his hand, he looked quite immortal.

It's just that his superficial celestial spirit is so fake in Feng Shuying's eyes.

His body shines with the light of karma, and only those who have seriously betrayed their trust will have the light of karma.

People who can betray their trust to this extent are usually scum.

So no matter how good-looking he looks, in Feng Shuying's eyes, he is just a scumbag.

When she was sizing up the man, he was also sizing her up:
She has a slender figure and looks like other ladies in the capital. There is nothing special about her.

He had some doubts about his previous judgment.

At this time, he heard Feng Shuying ask Jing Moye: "Your Majesty, who is that? He looks like an immortal, and he seems to be very powerful."

Jing Moye was in a bad mood today, and when he saw the man, he was not very polite and said directly: "Well, you are a scumbag with an immortal spirit."

Feng Shuying: "..."

The man: "..."

It is indeed something Jing Moye can do to criticize people in front of them like this.

Feng Shuying felt that the relationship between the two people was probably not very good.

The man took the initiative to come over and say hello: "I have met His Highness King Chu. I haven't seen him for a long time. I wonder if His Highness is okay?"

Jing Moye said coaxingly: "The Heavenly Master knows very well whether this king is well or not."

"You are asking here on purpose. Are you trying to provoke me?"