After the cannon fodder prostitute was reborn, she was favored by the entire royal family

Su Xiaoxin jumped suddenly and pretended to be dumbfounded, "Master Xuanyuan, there are no monsters in the world, they are all made up by storytellers."

Xuanyuan Qingmu raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Really?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded like a fool: "Yes, yes, these are all lies, just like resurrecting a dead body, this is also a lie."

"Borrowing a corpse to bring a soul back?" Xuanyuan Qingmu's eyes trembled, staring at Su Xiaoxiao inexplicably, "But apart from being possessed by a spirit and borrowing a corpse to bring a soul back, I really can't imagine why a person would suddenly change so much.

Why don't you, madam, help your husband clear up his doubts?"

Su Xiaoxiao slapped her heart to death, her heart trembled again and again, then she pretended to be dumbfounded and said, "My husband is so smart, I can't believe it. I grew up in the countryside, how could I know."

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The villain is indeed the boss who survives to the end in the book, and her human skin is about to be peeled off.

Xuanyuan Qingmu withdrew his gaze, brushed his sleeves, and suddenly asked: "You said that the poison in my muscles and veins has not been cleared?"

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Loose poison? What..."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she suddenly woke up, and her mind was filled with ghosts and ghosts and stories about her past life in Xiangxi, where she had expelled corpses and resurrected them.

Is it too late for her to pretend to be faint now?

Xuanyuan Qingmu looked at her with a smile: "Madam, your memory is so bad?"

Su Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and wiped it on her face, staring at Xuanyuan Qingmu seriously, "Sir, little girl, here is a good medicine, not nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine taels, not nine hundred and ninety-nine taels, just

It only takes ninety-nine taels to ensure that the poison is gone."

When Yun Ya carried Xuan Yin back, he happened to see Su Xiaoxiao being carried by his collar and thrown out by his master.

Yun Ya, Yun Ming: "..."

Being able to be thrown out alive by her master, it seems that her master really treats her differently.

Su Xiaoxiao stood firm, glared at Xuanyuan Qingmu fiercely, then looked at Xuan Yin in Yun Ming's hand, her eyes bright, "I've worked so hard that I only have one breath left, so I might as well make a human skin lantern."

Yun Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, threw Xuan Yin on the ground, and asked: "Miss Su, you said there is a fishy smell in his blood, what kind of fishy smell is it specifically?"

On the way here, Yun Ya had already told him the matter.

As a doctor, he intuitively felt that this was definitely not normal.

Su Xiaoxiao suppressed the smile on her face, thought for a while and said seriously: "It's like... the smell of rotting insects."

After thinking about it, she added: "It's the kind of bug that has no hard shell and is soft and squirming. After it is disconnected, the body begins to rot."

Yun Ming: "..."

Miss Su, you don't actually need to describe it in such detail.

Xuanyuan Qingmu slowly walked down the stone steps, frowning and said: "Go to the woodshed."

In the woodshed, Lin Mu was thrown on the licorice.

Yun Ming stepped forward, took his wrist and checked for his pulse.

After a moment, he stood up doubtfully and said, "Returning to the master, I didn't notice anything unusual. I was neither poisoned nor injured."

Xuanyuan Qingmu looked at Lin Mu steadily, then suddenly waved his sleeves, a strong wind passed by, and the pieces of Lin Mu's chest were broken into pieces.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the scene in front of them through the light coming from the window.

A black fleshy ball the size of a soybean bulged out from Lin Mu's heart.

The meat ball burst out from the middle and split into five petals.

Yun Ming knelt down and carefully looked at the black ball of flesh at Lin Mu's heart.

The next second, he turned around and tore off Xuan Yin's clothes.

At the heart, in the same position, there is also the same black ball of flesh.

Su Xiaoxiao took out the silver needle and directly punctured the black flesh ball.

Suddenly, a strong fishy smell spread out.

Xuanyuan Qingmu covered his nose with his sleeve and frowned, "Poisoned?"

"No, it's not." Su Xiaoxiao picked up a drop of black blood with a silver needle and carefully observed the drop of blood under the sunlight.

"Well..." At this moment, Xuan Yin, who was in a coma, let out a painful groan.

Su Xiaoxiao took out a few drops of black blood with a solemn expression, covered it with her sleeves, and sent it to the medical space for analysis.

Within a moment, the analysis results came out.

It still displays normally.

Su Xiao was cautious, she had a vague feeling that this unknown black flesh ball was a dangerous thing.

Yun Ya directly stripped Xuan Yin's upper body naked, but there were many marks of torture on Xuan Yin's body, and it was impossible to tell whether there were other black balls of flesh.

He turned around and stripped Lin Mu naked. Except for the black ball of flesh around his heart, there was nothing else on his upper body.

Xuanyuan Qingmu saw Su Xiaoxiao staring closely at Xuan Yin's upper body and snorted coldly: "You are a girl, shouldn't you avoid it?"

Su Xiaoxiao didn't even raise her head: "Avoiding what? Naked..." I have seen her naked body.

She swallowed the rest with excitement.

"What are you naked for?" Sure enough, Xuanyuan Qingmu's voice became dangerous.

"Master, Xuan Yin's heart has become weak." Just as Su Xiaoxiao was racking his brains to excuse himself, Yun Ming suddenly spoke.

Su Xiaoxiao subconsciously grabbed Xuan Yin's other wrist and began to feel for his pulse.

At the same time, he took out a few silver needles again and instantly inserted them into important acupuncture points on Xuan Yin's chest.

Yun Ming watched her needle-dropping movements in one go, and his pupils shrank.

His medical skills were taught by Master Xuanqing, and they can be said to be among the best in Dongchen.

But when Su Xiaoxiao put the needle just now, no matter the technique or strength, it was obvious that his medical skills were far superior to his.

Yun Ming's eyes lit up instantly, and he secretly decided to step up his manpower to find Ruomenghua and Xuanyoucao.

One dream, three lives, the secret poison of Dongchen Palace, the production method has long been lost.

Master Xuanqing studied this poison back then, but was unable to crack it.

Now it seems that Su Xiaoxiao may really be able to crack this poison.

Master, there is help!

It wasn't until Xuan Yin's heartbeat gradually returned to stability that Su Xiaoxiao pulled out the silver needle. "His internal strength has failed."

Xuanyuan Qingmu said calmly: "It doesn't matter, as long as you don't die."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, looking at the broken black ball of flesh on Xuan Yin's chest, and fell into deep thought.

Xuan Yin and Lin Mu were obviously from Lin Wanru or Jiang Xin's side.

The black balls of flesh on their bodies must be related to them, and it should also be a way to control people.

Yun Ming took out a porcelain bottle, filled it with a few drops of black blood, "Master, do you plan to go back with Miss Su?"

Xuanyuan Qingmu glanced at Su Xiaoxiao and said hum.

He used his identity as Su Xiaoxiao's husband to enter the capital without raising any suspicion.

With his face, as long as he enters the capital, he will be recognized and his identity will be restored.

And even if they investigated, they could only find out that he was living outside Qixian County and was picked up by Su Xiaoxiao.

Calculating the time, his portrait should be sent to the right person.

Dongchen, Imperial Palace.

Jiang Xin took the scroll handed by the secret guard, and as soon as she unfolded it, she sat up straight.

"Su Xiaoxiao's husband is actually him! Damn it, how could it be him!"

Jiang Xin held the scroll in her hands, her fingers glowing green and white.

The force was so strong that it almost crushed the scroll.

The secret guard stood aside with his eyes lowered, not daring to breathe.

After getting up and walking around the house a few times, she said coldly: "Let Lin Wanru come into the palace to see me."

The secret guard respectfully accepted the order and left.

Not long after, Lin Wanru, dressed in black, appeared in Jiang Xin Palace.

Jiang Xin was lying on the imperial concubine's couch, pointing to the scroll on the table, "Let's take a look."

Lin Wanru stepped forward and opened the scroll, and asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty, what is this?"

Jiang Xin looked at her steadily, her lips slightly raised, "The first queen's son."

Lin Wanru's eyes trembled, "Has the empress found him?"

Jiang Xin looked at her coldly, and after a moment, she looked away, "She is the one who married Su Xiaoxiao."

"What?" Lin Wanru was startled, then she slightly raised her lips and spoke slowly, "Your Majesty, the legitimate daughter of the Prince Regent got married in the countryside. The Prince Regent has already sent someone to pick her up. If her husband died suddenly, it would not be unreasonable.

impossible."

Jiang Xin raised her eyes and glanced at her, lowered her eyes and played with the delicate finger cots on her hands, "Make it clean."

Lin Wanru nodded, murderous intent flashing in her eyes, "Don't worry, Madam."

She couldn't let Xuanyuan Qingmu return to Beijing smoothly.

She had been planning for so many years, and seeing that Master's great revenge was about to be avenged, she would never allow Xuanyuan Qingmu and Su Xiaoxiao to ruin her plan.

Jiang Xin waved her hand: "I'm tired, you can go down."

"Yes, empress." Lin Wanru blessed herself respectfully and quietly stepped away.

When she was about to leave the palace, she looked back at the majestic palace, with a fierce look in her eyes.

Soon, she would be able to make all the people in the palace bow to her and her master.

After Lin Wanru left, the nanny who had been serving Jiang Xin put a bird's nest on the table and said worriedly: "Madam, Xuanyuan Qingmu's little brat is difficult to deal with. Can Lin Wanru really kill him just by relying on him?"

We have sent out so many people, but only Xuan Yin still has contact, do you want to send some more people?"

Jiang Xin thought for a while: "Send some more people over. Don't let Xuan Yin know about the people who are secretly watching Xuanyuan Qingmu and Lin Wanru. It would be better if Lin Wanru's people can kill him. If they can't kill him, let him return to the palace first."

I have my own way to deal with him.

Back then, that bitch of his mother was favored in the harem, but in the end, she became my stepping stone. Even if he learned from Xuan Qing, so what, if I can kill his mother, I can naturally kill him."

Among the hundreds of dead soldiers and secret guards, Xuan Yin was the only one alive.

Xuan Yin, is he really alive because of his great martial arts skills?

"Yes, empress." Mammy respectfully scooped half a bowl of bird's nest and handed it to Jiang Xin.

Jiang Xin took the bird's nest and took a bite, "Let Yi'er come to the palace to see me."

"Yes." Mammy responded respectfully and backed away gently.

Night falls slowly.

The bustling and bustling capital city, illuminated by the bright moon and lights, is so beautiful that it touches your heart.

And layers of murderous intent began to spread under the cover of this prosperity.

The homing pigeons took advantage of the darkness of the night and soared into the sky, flying in the same direction.

The next day, at the Prince Regent's Mansion, Su Nan returned from the morning court, dismissed the servants, and walked alone in the mansion.

When he came to his senses, he found himself in front of a dilapidated house.

Looking at this dilapidated house that was incompatible with the luxurious architecture of the Regent's Palace, he frowned. He himself couldn't explain why he kept this house.

Pushing open the door and walking into the house, Su Nan looked at the dusty ornaments in the house. A flash of pain flashed in Su Nan's eyes, and she couldn't help but press her temples hard.

"Ya'er..."

Su Nan unconsciously uttered a name, and was startled. Countless fragments flashed through his mind, but they were too fast for him to remember.

Xia Qingya, his wife who died of illness.

Obviously, he doesn't love her, but why does he think of her every time he comes to this place?

As he thought about it, the pain in his eyes grew stronger, and the fragments in his mind gradually became clearer.

At this moment, a call came from outside the door, "Sir..."

In an instant, the fragments in his mind completely dissipated.

He frowned, feeling empty in his heart.