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Chapter 1580

Chapter 1580

Man'er stepped forward and lowered his voice: "Princess, although I don't know how to solve this soul-reviving incense, I heard that many illusions and witchcraft by black witches can be solved with the blood of black witches."

"The blood of the black witch?" Princess Anfeng frowned, "Isn't the black witch in southern Xinjiang? I'd be scared to find her for a month and a half."

Man'er's voice was lowered, "I know she is the descendant of the Black Witch. She took the holy medicine when she received the ceremony. Although she is dead, she has a child who is connected to her by blood. If you want, you can give it a try."

Princess Anfeng also knew something about this, "Are you sure it's okay?"

Man'er couldn't guarantee it, "I heard this from my mother-in-law. As for whether the soul-reviving incense can be used, or whether using the child's blood will really work, I don't know. I can only give it a try."

Princess Anfeng said: "Now that things have happened, I have to try every method. Go back and inform the Crown Princess of this, and she will arrange it."

"Yes!" Man'er stood up, looked back at the rows of soldiers standing in the yard, and asked with a little worry: "Is it important for you to be here alone?"

Princess Anfeng smiled coldly, "He'd better dare to kill me."

Man'er said: "Princess, this person who has been possessed by black witchcraft is no longer as good as before. He will fall into his own obsession. If he doesn't get rid of it, he won't be able to get out. He may not miss your love."

"Go ahead, I've got some sense." Princess Anfeng glanced at her twice. This girl was reliable. There were so many government soldiers guarding her outside, so she dared to say so much.

Man'er resigned happily.

The old housekeeper came to serve tea and snacks. The cooks in Prince Bao's palace were all invited from all over the country and were good at doing all kinds of beautiful things. Prince Bao loved walking birds, antiques, and food, especially

He loves snacks the most. He has been living a life of wealth and wealth and spared no effort to enjoy them.

If this had not happened, his life would have continued until his death.

"Where are Princess Bao and the Crown Prince?" Princess Anfeng asked the old housekeeper while drinking tea.

The old housekeeper did not dare to neglect her and said respectfully: "The princess took her family back to Western Zhejiang a few days ago and has not returned yet."

"It's been well arranged, but what about him? Is he still hiding and refusing to see me?"

The old housekeeper said sarcastically: "You misunderstood. The prince went out early this morning and has not returned yet."

"Then when I entered the door just now, I saw a person running towards the backyard. Who was he?"

The old housekeeper murmured for a while, "He is a... retainer in the mansion."

Princess Anfeng was eating cakes, but she didn't know how to taste them. "Tell that retainer that there is no need to hide. If he doesn't want to come out by himself before tomorrow night, I will always find a way to ask him to come out to see me."

The old housekeeper sighed, "Old master, I really don't know why the prince became like this. I tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen to me."

"You just go and send the message." Princess Anfeng put down the pastries and wiped her hands, "Have you tidied up the room? I'll go in and take a nap. Because of him, I haven't slept for two nights. Now that I'm here,

My mind is much calmer now, and I can sleep for a while before I have the energy to spend time with him."

The old housekeeper bowed and said, "I've already asked people to clean it up. How about staying in Dongyayuan?"

Princess Anfeng had lived in Prince Bao's Mansion before leaving Beijing, and she had always lived in Dongyayuan.

After Man'er left Prince Bao's Mansion, he immediately ran back and told Yuan Qing Ling what the princess had said.

The child of my old friend is also a child who has been waiting quietly. I think he is about one year old now and has been well taken care of. Yuan Qingling occasionally sends people to ask about it.

Although Man'er was not sure, Yuan Qingling also agreed that he could give it a try.


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