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429, the prelude to waste storage

Wen Xi originally thought that he was going to recite some incantation, such as "Tai Shang Laojun's urgent order", but Jingyi just stood in front of the incense table and stood in front of Yinzhen, frowning and frowning.

The bell was ringing on the ground, as if it was connected to such a small bell and would not stop until it was broken!

If it weren't for the sound of the bell that made her mental energy sting a little, Wen Xi would have suspected that Jing Yi was a charlatan. Then, she hurriedly followed Jing Yi's instructions, held on to her soul, concentrated her mind and breath, and circulated her breath.

Yes, I feel better.

Wen Xi gathered the circulating spiritual energy between her eyebrows, and sure enough, the world she saw immediately changed. It was a feeling that was difficult to describe in words, just like she saw the dragon's energy in the Yangxin Palace, but here

The spiritual energy is thin and there is really nothing interesting to see.

Just when Wen Xi was about to retract her activated heavenly eye, she suddenly saw a thin, white humanoid object in the distance and was seduced by the scent of the silver soul incense.

It's the soul! It's the soul of Yinzhen. Wen Xi hurriedly took two steps forward and was about to speak.

Jingyi hurriedly put his index finger on his lips and shushed softly, signaling Wenxi not to make any sound.

It was about her son's soul. Wen Xi didn't dare to be careless, so she couldn't help it and didn't make the slightest sound.

Jingyi rang the bell harder and harder, and Yinxi's soul floated to Jingyi as if being pulled by a thread. Jingyi hurriedly folded off the half-burned silver soul incense, as if he was seducing a child with a candied haws.

Seducing Yinzhen's soul to his body.

Immediately, the soul followed the curl of the cigarette and plunged into Yinqian's body.

Jingyi then took a long breath and said: "Once the soul leaves the body, it is an unconscious spirit body and cannot bear any fright." What's more, Yinxun's soul is already very weak. If it were two hours later, it would be gone.

I'm going to lose my soul!

Wen Xi hurriedly picked up her son on the ground, "Why doesn't Yinzhen wake up?"

Jingyi put away the bell and said: "Don't you see that his soul is very weak? At this rate, he will wake up in as little as three to five days, and as much as three to five months."

At this time, Wen Xi suddenly felt her son's arm in her arms move slightly, and she unconsciously murmured: "Mother..." The voice was very low and very slight.

It's just that Wen Xi almost cried with joy. Yes, Yinxi was different from the previous few days. He was a living person. Although he didn't wake up, Wen Xi was sure that he was alive!

When Wen Xi was happy, she saw a thin layer of sweat on Jing Yi's forehead, and her breathing was rapid. It seemed that she was exhausted. Wen Xi looked at him with gratitude, and her thousands of words were condensed into three words.

One word: "Thank you!"

Jingyi looked at Wen Xi's eyes crying with joy and said, "It's a little effort, and I'm just saving my...apprentice!" As she said that, she looked at the child in Wen Xi's arms.

Wen Xi was stunned, and Fu Shen expressed his gratitude. When Yinzhen turned one year old, Jing Yi said that he wanted to accept him as a disciple, but Wen Xi refused. Now that he mentioned it again, Wen Xi was grateful. Naturally, he was willing to do so.

Wanken said, "Then I would like to thank you for being my master on behalf of Yinzhen!"

Jingyi put the incense burner and incense table into the mustard bag again, and said: "Stop talking in the wind on the top of the mountain. When I came here, I saw a windy cave on the other side, where I can go to hide from the snow."

Gentle and unpretentious, he sat on Jingyi's Feijian and walked for a quarter of an hour before arriving at the cave he mentioned. It was indeed a nice place. Jingyi took out daily necessities from the mustard bag, including a bed.

, quilts, as well as charcoal stoves, bamboo charcoal, pots and pans, etc.

Wen Xi put Yinzhen on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and put a black fox fur cloak on top. She spread the remaining ones on the ground, then sat cross-legged on the ground to rest.

Jingyi heated up some food, brought it to Wen Xi, and said, "You can go to bed and rest. I'm always used to sitting on the ground and meditating."

Nowadays, I am really accustomed to sitting on the ground and meditating. How come there is a step bed in the mustard bag?

Wen Xi smiled and said: "I also want to meditate well." Then she grabbed a sea dragon skin cloak and handed it to Jing Yi, saying: "It will keep you warm while you sit here."

Jing Yi shook her head helplessly. She had been speechless all night. Wen Xi was tired and Jing Yi was not relaxed. The night passed in silence. The night was quiet, the wind and snow stopped at night, and the silver moonlight shone slantingly.

It was extremely quiet in the golden cave. Wen Xi was not used to meditating in a simple cave, and her legs were a little numb. She woke up once around midnight, and stopped meditating. She fell asleep lying on the cloak.

The next day, it was a sunny day, and the scenery outside was very beautiful. The ground was covered with snow, and the world was pure white. But the cleaner the snow, the more dirt underneath it was concealed. Wen Xi looked in the direction of Mulan. After all, she

She still has to go back. For the sake of her children, and to find out how Yinxun was poisoned. She cannot repay kindness with kindness. If someone wants to harm her children, she will not tolerate it!

"You——" Jingyi's gentle voice came from behind, "Do you want to go back?"

Wen Xi turned around, smiled and said: "There's no rush..." Yes, it's not her who needs to be anxious now, it's Kangxi and those who plotted to murder Yinxun!

"I remember, you said that Brother Eighteen was poisoned?" Jingyi said slowly.

Wen Xi pondered for a moment and stared: "This is exactly what I am confused about..." Yinzhen obviously lived in Kangxi's imperial tent, but someone was so powerful. Could anyone poison Kangxi's imperial tent?

?!That’s a good thing!

Jingyi let out a long sigh and recalled: "Royal family, Li Dynasty has always had these scandalous things. I remember that the first time I became a national preceptor was during the Wanli Dynasty. I was still very young at that time.

Young, less than a hundred years old..."

Wen Xi's head was suddenly covered with black lines. Is she very young when she is less than a hundred years old? Wen Xi touched her face, so I am even younger!

Jingyi didn't notice Dao Wenxi's strange expression, and kept talking to himself: "There were ten princesses in Wanli who never died in infancy, and only two of them grew up and got married, Princess Zhu Xuannao of Rongchang and Princess Zhu Xuannao of Shouning. Among the princes,

Five of the eight are adults, do you know why?"

Wen Xi showed an expression of listening intently.

Jingdao said: "Because there are many restrictions on relatives in the Ming Dynasty, the prince-in-law is a powerless person, unlike the princesses of the Qing Dynasty, who need to marry. Therefore, in the eyes of their mothers and concubines, the princesses of the Ming Dynasty cannot make profits, so they die

many."

Wen Xi suddenly opened her eyes wide, and for a moment her heart was in turmoil. She always thought that the princesses of the Ming Dynasty were luckier than the princesses of the Qing Dynasty! Because they did not have to marry far away and did not have to be tools in political marriages! As everyone knows, being able to be used as a tool is also a value, and

Those who are worthless will only be abandoned! Therefore, most of the princesses in the Ming Dynasty did not live to adulthood!!

Jingyi shrugged and said: "So, after more than ten years of being a national counselor, I have had enough and quit. Now it seems that the fights in the harem in the former Ming Dynasty were much more serious than those in the Qing Dynasty. Because in the harem,

The concubines are all selected from the common people, and they have no family fathers or brothers to rely on. Once they enter the palace, it depends on their own methods if they want to live and be honored! And their daughters are also tools that they are willing to sacrifice in the battle! "

Wen Xi smiled and said: "Are you comforting me?" She had the support of the Niu Hulu clan behind her, so she became a noble concubine as soon as she entered the palace. Her position was honorable and she never succumbed to the concubines next to her.

It's her luck.

Jingdao said: "It doesn't matter whether it's comforting or not. Today, I'm over fifty, so I've lived a long life. But no matter how long I live, I'm sure... Haha, I know you can't bear to let go of your children, but I don't want to come here either."

It takes too long to endure.”

Listening to Jingyi's tone, it seems that he has not calculated Kangxi's lifespan. This year is the forty-seventh year of Kangxi, and there are still fourteen years until the sixty-first year of Kangxi. It is not too long, but it is not too short either.

.But for those who cultivate immortality, it is really just a snap of the fingers.

On the morning of the third day, Wen Xi wiped Yinqian's face with a towel soaked in warm water, and noticed that his eyelashes seemed to move.

Wen Xi was so happy that tears filled her eyes. His eyelids trembled slightly and he gently opened his sleeping eyes. However, Wen Xi could see from his eyes that his soul was still tired.

"Uh... umniang——"

The soft voice touched Wen Xi's heart, and big tears rolled down in her eyes. Wen Xi's lips trembled slightly, "Hey -" she responded in a long voice, "Yinxi, my mother-in-law.

Little crab! You really scared my mother-in-law!"

Yinzhen was like a child who had done something wrong. He was so guilty that he did not dare to look at Wen Xi. He only said Nuongnuo: "My son is wrong. My son should not secretly follow me to Mulan..."

Wen Xi hugged Yinzhen in her arms and said, "It's okay, it's all okay! My mother is here!"

At this time, in the emperor's royal tent in Mulan Paddock.

Li Dequan bowed and reported: "Your Majesty, Chen Xi died after eating Hedinghong... On the day when the imperial concubine came, all the guards guarding outside saw him. He followed the prince to the secret place and chatted.

After a while, the prince left and he died."

Kangxi stroked his forehead in pain and asked: "How did Liang Juntai's interrogation go?"

Li Dequan bowed down more and more, and spoke more carefully, for fear of angering the king who was often angry with thunder in recent days. "Go back to the emperor, and I will vomit a lot of things under the severe punishment." After that, he called his apprentice Xiao Zhezi.

After receiving a confession, seeing that the emperor had no intention of reading it, he respectfully reported: "The Imperial Physician Liang confessed that the prince was hit by an arrow. The arrow did not go deep into his forearm, but most of the toxins had been removed, and the rest was not

It's not fatal, but a small amount of toxins have entered the organs. If there is no magical medicine to treat it, the body may become weaker in the future."

Kangxi's fist suddenly clenched. Liang Juntai was the imperial physician of the East Palace and Yinreng's most trusted imperial physician! However, he reported more than ten days ago that the prince was dying, the poison had penetrated the five internal organs, and the medicine was ineffective!! His purpose was to

That elixir?! But since he already got the elixir, why would he put his younger brother to death?!

Kangxi suddenly remembered the day when Yinzhen suddenly fell ill. Kangxi held Yinzhen all day long and put aside all his affairs. Even the prince came to say hello and was reluctant to let go of his hand. Kangxi still remembered that Yinren's eyes were full of jealousy.

The look in his eyes!! Do you want to kill your brother just because of this?!

"Evil son!!——" Kangxi suddenly became furious and broke his most beloved Kowloon Jade Cup with a wave of his hand. The priceless mutton-fat white jade Kowloon Cup became a pile of debris. (To be continued. If you

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