Yuan Qingling looked at the determination in her eyes and was a little surprised, "You have almost forgotten everything in the past. Why are you so sure that you are not the daughter of the King of Southern Xinjiang?"
Man'er looked a little confused, "I am sure. When I heard this, I thought it was impossible. It is absolutely impossible, because I have a family. From birth to growing up, I was in my hometown. It is impossible."
She is the daughter of the King of Southern Xinjiang."
With this last sentence, her eyes were filled with determination.
Yuan Qingling heard these words and didn't know what to say.
Man'er knelt down and said, "Princess, I must go to the north of Xinjiang. Please don't stop me. I promise you that I will come back alive."
Yuan Qingling stretched out his hand to pull her up, "You don't need to go, Aunt Qing has already agreed to go. She is from northern Xinjiang and she is familiar with the roads there."
"But she can't break the formation and enter the wizard's belt."
"She can. She was once a witch from Northern Xinjiang. She later married the king of Southern Xinjiang and gave birth to a daughter. That daughter is you."
Yuan Qingling didn't care whether she believed it or not, he still had to tell her the whole thing.
Man'er became even more amused, "It is absolutely impossible for a witch to marry the king of southern Xinjiang, or even marry someone from southern Xinjiang. Southern Xinjiang and northern Xinjiang have been enemies for generations, and they will not intermarry."
Yuan Qingling looked at her and said, "Man'er, you've been with me for a long time, and I'm not used to you leaving me. Don't go, let them go. They can handle this without you.
Listen to me."
"No, I insist on going."
Man'er stretched out his hand and pressed his head, as if his fingertips were about to press in. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, "I must go, slave. I always feel like there is a call from the north of Xinjiang in my head."
"The call from northern Xinjiang?
How to say?"
Yuan Qing was startled.
"This slave doesn't even know."
Man'er was a little depressed, "In fact, it has been like this recently. Ever since you helped me do the hypnosis, I have been feeling someone calling me, but I can't think of a reason after thinking hard, so I am particularly troubled. I really want to
Go and find out what's going on, I think this matter will be solved if you go to the north of Xinjiang."
Yuan Qingling's face was solemn. Could it be that the person who cursed her was from Xinjiangbei?
Before this matter was understood clearly, Yuan Qingling felt that Man'er could not be allowed to go to northern Xinjiang easily, as it would be too dangerous.
Man'er went to Prince Shun's Mansion in the evening and begged Prince Shun to take her with him, but Prince Shun did not agree because the fifth brother did not allow it.
Man'er begged for a while, but to no avail, so he went to Aunt Qing and asked Aunt Qing for help. She had to go to northern Xinjiang no matter what.
After hearing what she said, Aunt Qing's eyes were filled with pain, "You can't go. Listen to your princess, you must never go to northern Xinjiang."
"Why?"
Man'er looked at her, remembered what the Crown Princess said, and quickly defended, "By the way, Auntie, there is one thing that the Crown Princess may have misunderstood. The Crown Princess said that you are my mother, and you are also a witch from northern Xinjiang. I don't know.
There must be something wrong as to why the Crown Princess has this misunderstanding. You can explain to the Crown Princess."
Aunt Qing looked at her, holding back the tears that were about to fall, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will make it clear to your princess that I am not a witch, and you are not the daughter of the King of Southern Xinjiang."
Aunt Qing came to the Prince of Chu's Mansion the night before departure. This time, her attitude was not too tough. Instead, she knelt down and begged Yuan Qingling, saying sadly: "The Crown Princess is also a mother, and she should know the safety of her children.
The most important thing is, don't let her know, just cover it up like this, knowing it will do her no good at all, it will only make her fall into the sea of fire, I beg you."
Yuan Qingling knew this feeling, pulled her to sit down, and said: "I thought about it over and over again, and I think Man'er has the right to know about this matter, but it's strange that she doesn't believe it at all. Also, she said that Xianbei
Someone is calling her, what's going on?
do you know?"
Aunt Qing's eyes were stunned, and she sighed deeply for a long time, "I had also guessed that this was possible, but I still didn't want to believe that it wasn't just her, I would hear calls from the north of Xinjiang every day.
"
Yuan Qing Ling was stunned, "What's going on?"
Aunt Qing said: "I am a witch from the north of Xinjiang. I have been blessed by the witch for a long time. The witch's blessing was given in front of the gods. No matter where I go or what I am doing, as long as I call you, my heart will be scratched with a hundred claws."
, extremely tortured, Man'er must have been kidnapped and returned to northern Xinjiang after being taken out of southern Xinjiang. The wizard wanted her to replace me, so she was castrated as a witch. As for how she escaped later, I don't know.
Know."
"But Man'er has never been like this before."
Aunt Qing thought for a while and said: "The art of seed production."
"Seed life?"
Aunt Qing explained: "Seed-making is a kind of witchcraft in southern Xinjiang. You can use another person's memory to overwrite her own memory. As long as you can suppress it, the witch's surrender will not work. However, the seed-making technique is
Place poisonous insects in the body. Once the poisonous insects are in the body for too long, they will slowly die. She will hear calls and occasionally think of some fragments, or appear in dreams. When all the poisonous insects are dead, those young memories will be lost.
She will come back, and at that time, she will not be able to resist the call and must return to the north of Xinjiang, otherwise she will be worse than dead."
"Is that so?"
Yuan Qingling thought of the time when Man'er threw himself into the lake. He probably heard the call, but on what principle do these witchcrafts use to control people's will?
The art of witchcraft uses poisonous insects as seals. Some modern scholars who study virology believe that the art of witchcraft itself is a kind of virus. However, this virus can control a person's will and brain. Isn't this different from what she developed before?
Do the drugs have similar meanings?
If it were in modern times, Yuan Qingling would definitely have to study it carefully, but now she is only worried about Man'er, "Can this witch surrender be solved?"
"able!"
Aunt Qing looked at her, her eyes full of hope, "Look for someone from the Long family, someone from the Long family can help."
"Long family?"
Hearing about the Long family again, Yuan Qingling really didn't know who the Long family were, "Is the Long family you are talking about the Long family of the Northern Tang Dynasty?"
"No, Da Zhou Long Family, Da Zhou Long Queen Mother is a member of the Long Family. As long as she can be found, as long as she is willing to help, Man'er's witch surrender can be lifted."
Aunt Qing looked at her eagerly, "If you really love Man'er, please find the Queen Mother Long and ask her to help Man'er."
"It's Queen Mother Long!"
Yuan Qing understood clearly that this old queen mother was really magical. She had always wanted to meet her and admired her for a long time, but she never had the opportunity to meet her.
Moreover, when I was pregnant with Dim Sum, I was able to stop various symptoms thanks to other people's medicines. I really deserve this personal thank you.
And if Queen Mother Long can really help Man'er get rid of this witch's surrender, she really has to go there.