When Yan Yan continued to look, the woman in the bronze mirror was blocked.
She turned around, and a corner of the scroll was revealed behind where Shen Beizhu was standing. She looked up and saw Shen Beizhu looking at her with a strange expression.
"You're blocking me." Yan Yan pushed Shen Beizhu away to see the painting.
Shen Beizhu straightened his body and did not move. Yan Yan did not frown, but forcefully pulled him aside with his hand.
A half-person-high scroll was unfolded and hung on the wall. The twisted woman's face seen in the bronze mirror looked normal and charming in the scroll.
Her shoulders were half exposed, and there was only a thin layer of gauze covering her body, vaguely covering the quiet place.
The black hair is scattered and falls on the chest, half covered and half scattered. The hair is painted in a blurred way, which makes people think in a blur.
Slightly parted bright red lips, half-concealed and upturned beautiful eyes, abnormal redness and halo on the face, and fine beads of sweat on the body.
Yan Yan raised his eyebrows.
——It turned out to be a secret play picture.
She, a woman, looked at the secret play picture in front of her generously, while the others looked embarrassed.
Qingyu glanced at it and turned around quickly.
Fortunately, Yan Yan came with me, otherwise I would not dare to look at this secret picture.
"Did Miss Yan see anything?" Qingyu asked, looking up at the sky.
"What can I tell from an ordinary painting? Is the painting exquisite, or is it lifelike?"
When she was in Yin'an City, she had already seen a more embarrassing picture of a secret play, but now it was just a picture of a woman. It was really not worth wasting her expression on.
It's better to look at that bronze mirror.
"What kind of bronze mirror is this? Why does it illuminate people so horribly?" Yan Yan picked up the bronze mirror.
In the mirror, she also looked distorted.
When viewed sideways, the eyes on one side of the face are as big as apples, but the mouth is as small as melon seeds, while the eyes on the other half of the face are so small that the whites of the eyes cannot be seen, but the corners of the mouth are grinning to the base of the ears.
Shen Beizhu took the bronze mirror from Yan Yan's hand and touched the surface of the mirror, "This should be the soft ruler bronze mirror from the barbarian border. If you touch it, it will be uneven and it will illuminate people in a scary way."
Yan Yan stretched out his hand and slid it on the mirror.
The top looks like mountains, and it also looks like the gravel road in Prince Shen's mansion.
"In the past, the barbaric frontiers paid tribute, and among them was this soft ruler bronze mirror. I guess it was awarded to Mr. Xu by the Holy One."
"It's really interesting, just like a grimace." Yan Yan turned the bronze mirror, and the reflection inside looked like a shouting grimace.
Behind the three of them, Mrs. Xu came tremblingly, and Shen Beizhu put the secret play picture in his hand back to its original place.
"Let's take a look at Mr. Xu's situation first."
They were tossing and turning here and there, but there was no movement on the body on the bed.
Yan Yan stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab the curtain. Just as he was about to wave it open, he stretched out another hand and pulled it.
Shen Beizhu said, "I'm coming, you go back first." If Xu Yiyuan inside was disheveled and Mrs. Xu saw it, would there be any reason to leave Yan Yu in Xu Yiyuan's backyard?
Yan Yan didn't let go, "What if something unclean hits you inside?"
Her sweet grandson is still a weak man.
"I am a manly man..."
"No, if something happens to you we will have no money."
"Then I'll give you this silver first." Shen Beizhu started to untie the purse on his waist.
Yan Yan had one hand on the curtain and the other holding Shen Beizhu's purse, preventing him from taking it off.
The two were in a stalemate, and Qingyu said timidly, "How about I come?"
"good."
"OK."
Yan Yan and Shen Beizhu let go of the curtain at the same time, and took a step back to leave space for Qing Yu.
Qingyu: "..." Are these two waiting for him to speak?
The curtains were opened, and there was indeed a person lying on the bed, and there was nothing special.
The clothes on his body were all neatly dressed, but his body was too thin and there was no heaving on the quilt covering him.
It looks like only the head and shoulders are left.
Xu Yiyuan's appearance reminded Yan Yan of the skinny and skeletal corpse he saw in Xinghua Village.
Although Xu Yiyuan has a good-looking face, he still can't stand the fact that there is only a piece of skin left on his face, and his eye sockets are sunken and purple, making him look like a skull.
Qingyu opened the quilt.
Wearing a light blue undershirt under the quilt, only the ribcage can be seen to be bulging, and the rest of the frameless support seems to be laid flat on the bed.
It looked most like a corpse, but there was still the ups and downs of breathing in the chest and abdomen.
No wonder he didn't react when they made so much noise in Xu Yiyuan's bedroom. With his current appearance, how could he react? If he moved even slightly, they would probably disperse.
"The current situation is all dependent on the supplements from the house." Qingyu took Xu Yiyuan's pulse, "If it had been another half day late, Mr. Xu might have died."
Mrs. Xu, who was standing at the door and didn't even dare to look at Xu Yiyuan on the bed, couldn't stand up after hearing these words. She was supported by two or three maids behind her, and she barely managed to avoid falling to the ground.
"My child——" Mrs. Xu took out a handkerchief and pressed it to the corner of her eyes.
Qingyu didn't leave Mrs. Xu any time to cry. Before Mrs. Xu could catch her breath, she said, "Please go out first."
Seeing Mrs. Xu and the maid standing stunned, Qingyu spoke in a slightly serious tone, "If it were any later, Mr. Xu would really have passed away."
Mrs. Xu and the maids hurriedly went out. This was the first time that Shen Beizhu saw the Prime Minister's wife in such a disgraceful state.
Turning around, he saw Qingyu staring at him.
"Should I go out too?"
Qingyu nodded seriously.
Seeing Shen Beizhu walking out, Yan Yan followed and planned to leave.
She thought that only one person could do the Qingyu method.
As soon as she turned around and took less than two steps, Qingyu called Yan Yan down.
Hearing this, Yan Yan and Shen Beizhu looked at each other, then one of them walked out and the other walked in.
"Need my help?"
Qingyu nodded, "Now I don't know why Mr. Xu is like this. I can't guarantee that there will be any danger when I do it. I also ask Miss Yan to help me."
Yan Yan nodded, feeling that Qing Yu was thoughtful, so he sat down on a chair in front of the bed.
It happened that the chair was right under the secret play picture. Yan Yan looked at the secret play picture, then at Qingyu, stood up and turned the secret play picture over, so that the scroll was facing the wall.
"Master Xu only has a trace of yang energy left in his body and is hanging on for his life." Qingyu took out a Bagua mirror and opened the window.
In the cold winter, the sunlight was not strong, so Qingyu placed the Bagua mirror on the dressing table, and the sunlight shining on it was refracted towards Xu Yiyuan on the bed.
Xu Yiyuan, who was still lifeless at first, was filled with yang energy, and his face gradually became more popular.
"That's it?" Yan Yan asked, "Do we need to let them all go out?"
"Master Xu just has insufficient yang energy. Just replenish it and it will be fine." Qingyu looked heavy, "But if there are evil spirits in his body that damage yang energy, just replenishing yang energy will be useless."
They were waiting for Xu Yiyuan's Yang Qi to dissipate. If it dissipated, it would mean that there was evil in his body.
As the sun shone more and more, the Yang Qi in Xu Yiyuan's body also increased. Until Qingyu put away the Bagua Mirror, the Yang Qi in Xu Yiyuan's body could not be seen dissipated.
Qingyu called the people guarding outside the door to come in and told them to feed Xu Yiyuan some food.
The kitchen of the Prime Minister's Mansion was always prepared, and after Qingyu's order, the servants brought white porridge.
With Qi, Xu Yiyuan could eat. Seeing his reaction, Mrs. Xu thanked Qingyu with a smile on her face.
For a time, Xu Yiyuan became energetic, and the entire Prime Minister's Mansion was filled with joy.
But seeing the expressions on Yan Yan and Qing Yu's faces, Shen Beizhu felt that this matter was even more difficult than before Mr. Xu got better.