The Villainess Won’t Let the Main Leads Break Up!

Chapter 36:

The spells in the world of cultivating immortals are all left behind by the predecessors. In addition to the basic sets of widely circulated, there are many secret arts that are never published in the world.

One of the reasons Tiandao Palace can become the head of several major factions is that their library treasures many rare-known spells in the world. And in order to monopolize the power, these spells will only be taught to the closed disciples of the Heavenly Dao Palace.

Soul transfer is one of them.

Shen Wanqing finally knew why Feng Ruoqing and others had such a reaction when they saw the content of the letter. I am afraid that this matter might have something to do with the Heavenly Dao Palace.

But the strange thing is that although Tiandao Palace has done a lot of hands and feet behind the scenes over the years, but on the bright side it still does good things to lower demons and eliminate demons for the benefit of the common people. How could it be possible for a closed disciple to deal with a lady of the prefect?

Shen Wanqing felt that this was mostly private hatred.

"Although I don't know what plan the disciple of the Heavenly Dao Palace has, since there are people from them here, you have to be more cautious in weekdays." Ji Feichen reminded in a low voice, "Don't use the blood burning technique anymore. So as not to make life suspicious."

Shen Wanqing understands this truth.

She glanced at the bed not far away, and a lady of the prefect, who looked like a human and a ghost, fell into thought: "Since this body is filled with the soul of a mouse, the soul of the lady should be..."

"On the mouse." The rumor was thoughtful, "It can be seen that the person who casts this spell should hate the lady of the prefect."

Hate...

When Shen Wanqing rang, I heard someone say that when the prefect’s wife went crazy a few days ago, she grabbed the arm of the young master Xu Ziyin in the mansion, and insisted that he wanted to kill herself.

Coupled with such a major incident in his own family, this young master can still look around for flowers and ask Liu like a okay person, which is very strange at first glance.

So when Jiang Shujun came to give himself summer mung bean soup everyday, Shen Wanqing asked smoothly: "You have stayed here for a long time. Have you ever heard of the rumors that the young master and the wife of the prefectural palace are at odds?"

Jiang Shujun: "To tell the truth, there is no rumor that these two people have a harmonious relationship in the Jianghu small magazine."

It turned out that Xu Ziyin was not the son of the eldest lady, but adopted in her name.

The prefect was only a poor scholar. He married the daughter of a hunter outside his hometown of Shili Village and gave birth to a son. Then he went to Beijing to take the exam.

Soon after he entered Beijing, the poor scholar was taken by the Zheng family, who was rich in the world at the time, and felt that this talent was abundant, so he spent money to train him and help him gain fame.

Sure enough, the poor scholar was very promising, and he immediately won the emperor's favor.

So the Zheng family wanted to marry his daughter to him.

The prefect rejected the kindness of the Zheng family, saying that he was already a wife and child, and it was not appropriate to marry your daughter, but I would repay it, but the way to repay the gratitude is not necessarily by marrying someone else’s daughter as a wife, right.

When the Zheng family heard it, they said: "It's okay, we are very open. You can let your original wife be a concubine, we don't mind.

When the prefect heard that the original concubine was unreasonable and said that going out would ruin my reputation, he firmly rejected the kindness of the Zheng family, and then sent someone back to his hometown to take his wife and children to live in the capital.

As a result, I just rushed home, only to find that my original wife was missing without knowing why, leaving only one child crying next door.

So the prefect took the child back, and after a few years, under pressure from all parties, married the daughter of the Zheng family as his wife, and then adopted the child in her name.

The Zheng family thought to himself: It's okay, anyway, when my daughter gives birth to a son, I will throw this child out to fend for himself.

As a result, the prefect’s wife was physically weak and could not give birth to a child.

So I can only raise Xu Ziyin as his own son, but the more I grow up my heart, the more angry they become, so the two people are pulling their hair every day in the house.

The lady of the prefect has a bad temper and is not forgiving.

Xu Ziyin is a lone seedling, he is more arrogant and tempered, and his speech contains dirty words.

Only the prefect is bitter, because he alone is more shy and will not swear loudly, which is really a disadvantage. Therefore, he was the first to come to the court every day, and the last one to go back to the court. He took the emperor up to the royal study room for a chat, which made the emperor very annoying.

The emperor felt that it was because of your family disharmony that caused me to get up earlier than the **** every day, and I would even be detained by you when I retired. I will pay you salary and give you a big house. Why should I be wronged?

Then he waved his hand and told him to return to his hometown to be the prefect, as long as he didn't come up to the court, he could say anything.

So the family started pulling their hair from the capital, pulling their hair all the way to Rongcheng.

But the neighbours felt that in this case, the prefect had not accepted a concubine, and he must have truly loved his wife, so he made up countless beautiful stories to celebrate love.

In fact, the prefect persuaded him to be bald every day, and felt a headache when he thought that if a concubine came in, he would change from a two-person frame to a three-person quarrel.

So I have never engaged in a little wife anymore.

After listening to this chaotic family relationship, Shen Wanqing felt a little pain in her brain. She briefly summarized the information, wrote a secret letter and passed it to Ji Feichen to let them worry about it.

As a salted fish, as long as it has nothing to do with the main task, she only needs to be responsible for eating mung bean cake in the room.

In the afternoon, Shen Wanqing found out that his salted fish life was ruined.

Before it got dark, she heard a knock on the door.

She wondered why Xie Wuyan had come to look for the pillow so early recently, and walked to the door to open the door.

As a result, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Xu Ziyin leaning against the door in a very pompous posture, with one hand propped on his head, and his left foot crossed on his right foot.

It's very much like the greasy posture of a man playing cool in modern times with a rose in his mouth.

Shen Wanqing was a little suffocated: "Master Xu, what do you want?"

"Miss Shen, I offended a few days ago." Xu Ziyin coughed and looked up forty-five degrees to look at the moon, making him feel like a lover, "Although your status is different now, in my eyes, it is still As I saw before."

Shen Wanqing: "..."

"boom"

Before he could react, Xu Ziyin stretched out his hand to prop up on the door panel next to Shen Wanqing, raised his eyes, looking like a great love saint, and deliberately suppressed the voice into a bubble: "You are willing to give me one, close to you. A chance?"

Shen Wanqing: "Stop it."

"It's okay." Xu Ziyin said with affection, "I am willing to wait, and I am willing to let you see my sincerity."

After speaking, pat your hand.

Two rows of servants sprang out immediately behind him, with plates of gold and silver jewelry in his hands, which looked very dazzling.

"As long as you are willing to give me a chance, these are all yours." Xu Ziyin said.

When Shen Wanqing saw so many jewels, she felt very moved.

So she pushed Xu Ziyin out very emotionally.

But Xu Ziyin is still very persistent, and he has ran back and forth several times in just one afternoon to night.

He insisted that the reason for his rejection must be that the gift he gave was not good enough.

After he stood at the door and shouted loudly with jewelry, rouge, clothes, etc., Shen Wanqing took a deep breath and decided to give Xu Ziyin a lock curse and a sleeping curse.

But for the last time, Xu Ziyin launched a gourmet attack: "Miss Shen, it's almost night. I asked the kitchen to make some bunny buns and sour plum soup to cool off the heat."

Shen Wanqing could hardly get up and open the door: "Okay, you can come in."

Xu Ziyin heard these words and immediately walked towards the house happily before being pushed out by Shen Wanqing against his shoulders.

"Wait, I mean, the little rabbit bun and sour plum soup can come in." Shen Wanqing finished speaking, and closed the door mercilessly.

The food is not wrong.

Shen Wanqing entered the house, respectfully picked up a little bunny bag, and then prepared to bite it down, but before he had time to bite, he heard another knock on the door.

…Grass, she has a violent temper.

Shen Wanqing was so annoyed that she stood up angrily and aggressively: "This son, let me say it one last time. The most annoying thing in my life is that a big man runs into the girl's room over and over again, so if there is another time—"

When the door was opened, Xie Wuyan was found.

He just looked at himself with that smiley face, and slowly raised his eyebrows, as if waiting for her to continue talking.

Shen Wanqing's words suddenly became hot.

She shivered, turned a corner very sensitively, and then started acting like a baby: "...If there is any next time you don't have to knock on the door and come in directly, it's all kind of people from the rivers and lakes. I like the brother who loves to be a guest in other people's rooms. Thank you, Brother Xie, do you want to eat the Bunny Buns, I specially reserved them for you."

Xie Wuyan glanced at her blankly, but didn't say a word, and walked directly into Shen Wanqing's room, glanced at the little bunny bag, and twisted one in disgust.

Shen Wanqing continued to be a soft girl: "Try it, it's delicious."

Xie Wuyan took a bite.

The bean paste filling was a bit tired, and his brows were frowned.

"Unpalatable," he said.

Shen Wanqing didn't believe it: "I'll try it."

But Xie Wuyan squeezed his chin and raised it slightly before the little bunny bag was picked up. The other hand took the small snack back and put it back on the plate.

"Unpalatable." Xie Wuyan still said these two words.

…Why do you not let others eat it if you find it unpalatable?

Shen Wanqing felt that Xie Wuyan had become more and more domineering and unreasonable.

Then at this moment, the knock on the door sounded again.

Shen Wan felt deeply tired.

She gritted her teeth and stood up, walked to the door, and opened the door countless times.

Or Xu Ziyin.

His face flushed slightly, and he was a little strangely shy: "Miss Shen, I was instructed by an expert, and finally I understand what you need."

Shen Wanqing: "What do I need?"

Xu Ziyin held his chest with his hands: "A true heart."

"..."

"For this, I wrote a poem." He continued.