Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Lao Mu stretched out his lazy dog ​​paw, poked his head over, sniffed left and right, "Whose ashes are these? There are precipitates of Datura toxin in them."

"Didn't the food in the Heavenly Prison contain the Mandragora planted by the eldest princess last year?" Yu Xiaoqiao muttered to herself in a trance.

Lao Mu stuck out his long tongue and sighed, "That's right! Let's find a way to find the Nine Golden Cauldron and take it back!"

Yu Xiaoqiao suddenly remembered Si Wenming’s words - Mandragora?

Mandala again!

Could the skeleton be related to Si Wenming?

Si Wenming had relatives who died in Mandragora?

"elder sister!"

Yu Xiaoqiao looked up and saw Yu Chuxiao running towards her with a plate of candied fruits.

Yu Chuxiao hugged Lao Mu and stuffed a piece of candied fruit into its mouth.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at Lao Mu eating with relish, and after a while he spat out a kernel. He thought: It's good to be a dog, I have enough food, sleep and no worries!

Yu Xiaoqiao felt that her hands were dirty, so she just picked up a piece of candied fruit and chewed it with a dull look.

Put your worries aside for now and let them die out on their own.

Yu Xiaoqiao saw that Yu Chuxiao's trouser pocket was bulging, so she pulled it out and saw a dozen small bills.

What about the Chen family's white robe soldiers bravely killing the enemy, what about the emperor's cunning rabbit being killed and the running dogs being cooked, what about the contemporary Yue Fei and Gaozong...

"What is this?" Yu Xiaoqiao looked through the pictures one by one, there were more than a dozen of them, and couldn't help but wonder.

Yu Chuxiao pouted and said indignantly, "I picked them up after school. They were everywhere on the streets, walls, alleys, and alleys. I picked up very little. My private school classmates picked up much more than me. I can never beat them."

"You're comparing to this? My competitive spirit when I was young was so childish and cute!" Yu Xiaoqiao ate another piece of candied fruit, with a helpless smile on her face.

I thought to myself: It turns out that there were small advertisements in ancient times. The one who came up with this method must be a genius!

Suddenly he thought of something and his face darkened. "Don't pick these up anymore, and don't take them home. Do you hear me?"

Yu Chuxiao didn't understand, but seeing her serious face, he nodded in surprise.

Si Wenming's gloomy expression reflected in Yu Xiaoqiao's mind, and a cloud of doubts rose and rolled, tangled in her heart like a tangled thread.

The more prominent you are, the heavier and more difficult your life will be, and you may even be surrounded by dangers.

……

The candle flame is fully lit, like silver flowers lighting up the night, and golden grains condensing in the sky.

Si Wenming stood in front of the desk, bent over to paint, sketching and scribbling freely and unrestrainedly.

“Master, we have found out that the person behind the threat to An Bingduan and the rebellion against the Chen family’s white robe army is Ye Qingyuan.” Yue Yang stood beside Si Wenming and bowed.

Si Wenming paused for a moment while holding the brush, and then continued painting.

"I have further verified that Ye Qingyuan is not sixteen years old, but seventeen years old. He was born on the fifth day of the sixth month of the seventh year of Xuanyuan. He is not the son of Concubine Chen. He is probably the illegitimate son of Emperor Yan, who was secretly sent back seventeen years ago and raised by Concubine Chen."

Si Wenming's slender hand trembled slightly, and after a while, he signaled Yue Yang to leave.

Si Wenming looked at the flickering candlelight, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Find Xiaotian, he is the only bloodline of our family..." The man's eyes were bloodshot and watery. He held the woman's hand and begged her earnestly.

"Brother, don't worry, I will..." Before the woman could finish her words, the pursuers approached.

The man fled up the mountain alone, while the woman ran down the mountain with the boy.

A day later, it was learned that the man was burned to death and only a charred corpse was left when he was caught.

The woman hid the boy in a small hut and went to collect the body alone, but was ambushed and seriously injured.

Five days later, the boy was rescued by a woman in white and found his dying mother.

The woman rescued her mother and cremated the body she had risked her life to retrieve.

Si Wenming was in a trance, and whispered softly: "It was you? You were just one month old that year."

The spring breeze carries the moon, the ground is filled with soft light, and flowers are blooming in the yard.

The sound of the pipa, whispering and weeping, lingers in the beautiful villa.

"Twist the axis and pluck the strings a few times, and the pipa strings will express my feelings. Princess, you are so affectionate!"

Several elegant and humorous voices were heard.

The princess seemed not to hear, and she plucked the strings of the zither with her slender fingers, gently plucking, slowly twisting, wiping and picking again.

After the song was over, Youyou asked, "Your Highness, why did you come here uninvited?"

"Ask the princess for a favor and let Zhuang Simei go." Qi Tianyi sat on the stone bench in a dashing and romantic manner, and spoke in a gentle voice.

The princess snorted, curled her lips, and said softly: "Oh, it's your dog! But, I don't remember that Your Highness has a favor to ask for from me."

"Back then, the person who refined the medicine came from Qi State. The princess wouldn't have forgotten it, right?" Qi Tianyi said softly with a smile on his face.

The princess's expression suddenly darkened, her eyes filled with murderous intent, but after a while she regained her calmness, "I have never been threatened, not to mention the times that have passed. Even if the Medicine Saint were still alive, I would still say the same thing."

Although his face remained expressionless and he did not lose the aura to speak, the slight trembling of his fingers under his wide sleeves revealed his guilty conscience.

Qi Tianyi raised the corners of his lips slightly, a faint smile spread across his brows, and slowly said, "How about cooperation?"

The eldest princess breathed a sigh of relief, placed her fingers on the pipa, and gently plucked it, like a mountain spring hitting the water.

"Help me rescue my brother and give Zhuang Simei a chance to live. I will send someone on the journey for the princess. How about that?" Qi Tianyi placed his hand on the pipa held by the princess and stroked it gently.

The princess' heart was filled with joy. She was just wondering who to ask to get rid of the troublemaker, so she said, "Deal!"

He whispered a few more times in Qi Tianyi's ear.

Qi Tianyi's eyebrows suddenly twitched, as if he was thinking about something.

Suburbs, nameless mountains.

"Young Master, are you just going to let An Bingduan go like this?" A man in black looked at the cliff, his voice somewhat excited.

"Since he has made a report in court, the effect has been achieved, so he must keep his promise. Besides, this man still has a conscience, so it may be useful in the future. Overturning a verdict will not be achieved overnight, but dripping water can wear away a stone, and it will surely plant a seed in the hearts of civil and military officials and millions of ordinary people to help them act in the future."

Ye Qingyuan was wearing a blue suit, chewing licorice in his mouth, and said quietly.

The man in black retreated, and Ye Qingyuan sat on the boulder, staring at the darkness in a daze.

At this moment, a man in black suddenly stabbed Ye Qingyuan with a sword. After several struggles, the man pierced his arm and blood flowed.

The man in black stopped when he saw the blood and flew away.

Ye Qingyuan covered his arm. The wound was not deep. The man had no intention of taking his life. It seemed that he was only after the blood on the sword. Ye Qingyuan couldn't help but feel surprised.

……

As the night deepened, Yu Xiaoqiao finished washing up.

He was leaning on the desk, reading "The Secret of Rondaban".

Suddenly, the window shook, and Si Wenming, dressed in black, climbed in through the window, panting, "Can you call Li Di Huo to help me do a blood test?"

Yu Xiaoqiao was stunned and thought: Is the Law of Attraction of Langdaban so powerful? I didn't expect it to be able to attract people! But, what happened recently? It seems that it is necessary to open a testing hall. The demand is really great!

Where there is demand, there is a market, and there is the possibility of getting rich overnight!

Si Wenming handed two small bamboo jars to Yu Xiaoqiao, who was completely distracted, with an expression of uncontrollable excitement and urgency.

Yu Xiaoqiao yawned loudly and asked pitifully, "Now?"

"Immediately!" Si Wenming nodded deeply.

Yu Xiaoqiao let out an "Oh" and summoned an instant disaster from space.