Crazy concubine is hard to tame: mistakenly provoked the cold and charming black king

Chapter 118 The Poison of the Soul Eater Grass (3)

"Thank you, Mr. Tantai." Mo Fenglin stood up, with an inexplicable arc on the corner of his mouth, "I have recorded today's feelings. After I find the antidote, you can visit Dongyin Temple."

Tantai Mingjing's eyes lit up slightly, and he held up his folding fan and bowed to salute, "Then I wish the Palace Master a smooth trip, and if you need a place for Mingjing and the Prince Regent's Palace, just ask."

When the two of them walked out, Tantai Mingyue hugged her elder brother's arm, and said sadly: "Brother, do you really think we can find the antidote? It took more than ten years to find the antidote for grandpa and failed."

"Others can't, but he can." Tantai Mingjing's eyes flashed with determination and light, and he patted his younger brother's head.

"The family has planned for hundreds of years, maybe this time it can be realized."

Tantai Mingyue looked at her elder brother and opened her mouth wide, "Could it be that he is..."

After a while, the boy suddenly realized and nodded, "No wonder he is so powerful."

Tantai Mingjing glanced at him, then took a fan and slapped him hard on the head, "It's because you are smart once. Let me ask you, have the people behind the black market figured it out?"

Tantai Mingyue was stunned.

Tantai Mingjing sighed, a little helpless, "No wonder Qizhen Pavilion's business in Dongyin has not improved much so far."

"No, bro, you don't know how much we earned from the auction that just ended!" Tantai Mingyue raised her head excitedly, "Thanks to Sister Lan Yi."

A flash of surprise flashed across the eyes of the man in red, and he said seriously: "Go to the Qizhen Pavilion and tell me the details."

On the empty street, two shadows, one tall and one short, were elongated by the moonlight.

Mo Fenglin stopped at the door of Ye's house, looked at Ye Lanyi with complicated eyes, and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he only said in a soft voice, "Go back early. Don't worry, I will find a way."

Ye Lanyi said lightly, "You don't have to force it."

She doesn't belong to this world in the first place. If there is a day when her fascination disappears here, she might have a chance to go back.

Thinking of the white mang she saw when she was in a daze, she felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

Mo Fenglin's eyebrows quickly flashed a trace of hostility, but he didn't say anything, turned around and disappeared.

Ye Lanyi was stunned, and left now?
"Mother, Daddy seems to be angry?" Mo Mo stopped on her shoulder and tilted his head.

"He's angry! I'm still angry!" Ye Lanyi was still a little brooding over the fact that he lied to her that she was injured.

Seeing him rushing over in a panic, half of his anger disappeared, and he suddenly found out that he was poisoned, so he was no longer in the mood to pursue it.

But this disagreement, what's wrong with throwing up your sleeves and leaving without saying a word?
"I think his admirers are used to him!" Ye Lanyi muttered bitterly.

In the early morning of the next day, she was awakened by a melodious piano sound.

The ethereal voice washed away all the exhaustion in the whole body, and even the spirit was a bit better than usual.

An unbelievable thought appeared in her mind.

"Who is playing the piano!"

Pushing open the door, I happened to meet a pair of clear and smiling eyes.

"You're awake." A gentle voice sounded.

Dressed in white clothes, not stained with slender dust, her slender fingers carelessly pressed on the strings.

"Sir, why are you here!"

Ye Lanyi was both surprised and delighted.

Fan Qingxian stood up with a smile, "This requiem has the effect of concentrating the mind and solidifying the soul, are you better?"

Ye Lanyi's smile slowly dissipated, and said in a shy voice, "You know everything?"

"Feng Lin told me."

Fan Qingxian said gently, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "He also asked me to pass this to you."

"Soul-locking restriction." Opening the paper, Ye Lanyi's eyes froze.

"Why didn't he give it to me?"

Fan Qingxian raised his eyebrows, seemingly confused, "He said, are you fighting with him?"

Ye Lanyi's tenderness just now turned into madness in an instant.

"Careful! Obviously he ran away without saying a word!"

Fan Qingxian was stunned, gave a low laugh helplessly, and said solemnly: "You first try to use the Soul Locking Curse to place a restraint in your body to prevent the spirit from dissipating. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask me. I will Help you with a requiem."

"Okay!" Ye Lanyi carefully read the pattern of the soul-locking curse several times, and then imitated it silently in her heart.

"Let's start!" She felt that she had fully remembered, and sat down cross-legged.

Fan Qing raised his hand, and a gust of wind passed around the two of them, isolating them in a separate space.Then the requiem played again.

This is Ye Lanyi's first attempt to use spiritual power to draw restrictions.

Because of her strong soul power, it is not difficult to control the direction of her spiritual power.

However, to her surprise
"Uh!"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Fan Qingxian stood up worriedly, "Miss Ye, what's wrong with you?"

"It's broken." Ye Lanyi cried with a sad face.

The moment the last stroke of the soul-locking curse was completed, the whole pattern suddenly split.

"It's okay, you have never drawn before, take your time." Fan Qingxian comforted softly.

Ye Lanyi calmed down again, and concentrated on entering the forbidden drawing.

"It's broken again!"

Ye Lanyi frowned, "Come again!"

"Broken.."

"Still broken..."

"What's going on, it keeps breaking apart!"

For a whole day, Ye Lanyi had been fighting wits and courage with the Soul Locking Curse, and in the end, she was too tired to move.

"Mr. Fan, you've been playing the piano all day, don't your hands hurt?"

Fan Qingxian: ".."

"Maybe I'm not naturally suitable for drawing restrictions." Ye Lanyi said weakly.

"Strange." Fan Qingxian pushed the piano away, walked up to Ye Lanyi, and put his hand on her forehead.

"You draw another one now, and I'll use my soul power to check it out."

After a while, Ye Lanyi seemed to hear the sound of something cracking in his mind.

The golden restriction was shattered into slag again, dissipating into the empty space.

Fan Qingxian withdrew his hand silently, and looked at her with a complicated expression.

"Mr. Fan, did I draw something wrong?" Ye Lanyi looked at his expression, a little uneasy.

"I think the soul-locking spell broke because it couldn't lock your soul."

Fan Qingxian stared at her strangely, the corner of his mouth curled up in a gentle arc. "Miss Ye, your soul power is too strong."

Ye Lanyi was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "I think the Soul Eater Grass is not easy. It takes a lot of effort to chew off a piece, and maybe you have to knock off its teeth."

"Heh." Fan Qingxian couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and the corners of his brows and eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy.

"You've been tired all day too, go and rest. I'll accompany you back to Dongchen Courtyard tomorrow."

"Sir?" Ye Lanyi was a little surprised.

"Before Feng Lin returns, I promise him that he will stay with you every step of the way to protect your safety."

Fan Qingxian said seriously, "I will temporarily stay in the guest room tonight, if you feel unwell, come to me at any time."

Ye Lanyi was silent, having the illusion that she was a critically ill patient who was about to die soon.

However, if the poison of the Soul Eater Grass cannot be undone, maybe she will really die soon.

"Wait, you said where did Mo Fenglin go before he came back?" Ye Lanyi suddenly sensed something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)