After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

At this moment, Xiao Yi seemed to have really become a patient and meticulous mentor. He not only answered all of Shen Bingning's questions in detail, but also gave careful guidance in every subtle detail.

Under Xiao Yi's guidance, Shen Bingning tried again, and this time she made significant progress, although her hair was inevitably a little messy.

Time flowed quietly like fine sand, and in the blink of an eye, an hour had passed. Shen Bingning's mastery of the art of disguise had improved significantly compared to the beginning.

She secretly decided in her heart that she would find an opportunity to let Qing'er try out her cooking skills.

Because of Xiao Yi's patient teaching and his lack of sarcasm and impatience, Shen Bingning seemed more sincere when she thanked him. "Thank you for your guidance, great hero. It's getting late, and I don't want to disturb you from handling important matters. I'll take my leave now."

Just as she was about to leave, Xiao Yi suddenly called her, pointed his finger gently at the phoenix seal on the desk, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Shen Bingning quickly shook her head to refuse, thinking that Miss Zheng would like this Phoenix Seal very much. "This Phoenix Seal is extremely precious. I dare not accept it. Please give it to someone else."

Xiao Yi leaned back, revealing a calm demeanor, and looked at Shen Bingning meaningfully, "It's just a seal, why don't you dare to accept it? Could it be that my beloved concubine is afraid of me? I thought that my beloved concubine didn't even dare to disobey me, so what else in this world would my beloved concubine not dare to do?"

Although Xiao Yi's words were full of provocation, Shen Bingning was not moved.

However, after all the difficulties and teasing she had endured in the past few days, she knew that if she did not respond to these words, the frustration in her heart would be difficult to resolve.

"My hero, please know that once the Phoenix Seal falls into my hands, the subsequent arrangements will be entirely up to my personal will."

There was an undisguised look of scheming on Shen Bingning's face, and the implication of her words was almost obvious as to how she was going to use the Phoenix Seal.

Xiao Yi didn't seem to care at all and just smiled, "It's up to you."

"In that case, my lord, please continue with your work. I will withdraw first."

Eunuch Wei, who happened to be guarding outside the door, heard the conversation and immediately straightened his back, his expression becoming more alert.

Shen Bingning smiled at him meaningfully, then left side by side with Qing'er, leaving behind a series of light footsteps echoing in the empty corridor.

Eunuch Wei turned his gaze towards the hall, and saw that the phoenix seal on the desk had disappeared without a trace, and it was obvious that it had been accepted by Miss Shen.

However, for some reason, he suddenly felt a vague worry in his heart, as if something was about to happen, and it was not a good sign.

**

Xianglan walked into the palace with trepidation and reported to Empress Zheng, "Your Majesty, Miss Shen entered the Longzhang Palace. The door was closed until more than an hour later. When she came out, her hair seemed... a little messy."

Upon hearing this, Empress Zheng's face suddenly became filled with indignation. "This bitch dared to seduce the hero in broad daylight. She has no sense of shame at all!"

"Why didn't the voodoo doll work? She came back unscathed. Go find a more powerful Taoist priest!"

"Yes, ma'am."

While comforting the emotional Empress Zheng, Xianglan ordered a little palace maid to find a more powerful Taoist priest.

Soon, the little maid came back in panic and reported, "Sister Xianglan, I just checked the voodoo doll and found that the name and birth date on it have changed to that of the queen and Mr. Zheng."

Xianglan was shocked when she heard this, "When did this happen?"

The little maid shook her head in panic, "I don't know either. I just rushed back to report it as soon as I found out."

Xianglan's eyes flickered as she glanced into the palace. She lowered her voice and warned, "Quickly destroy the voodoo doll. Her Majesty must not be informed of this, otherwise we will all be severely punished!"

The palace maid knew very well that Empress Zheng had an unpredictable temper. Once she realized that the birthday celebration she had carefully prepared had been secretly tampered with, she would be furious and take her anger out on the people around her.

Thinking of this, her heart beat faster and she hurried to the secret place where the ominous voodoo doll was kept, determined to completely destroy this source of possible disaster.

Xianglan waited quietly outside the door, pinching the corner of her clothes nervously, with beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.

Time seemed to stand still until the maid hurried back with a relieved expression on her face and whispered that the voodoo doll had turned to ashes. Only then did she take a deep breath, barely sort out her disordered emotions, and slowly walked into the magnificent palace.

Empress Zheng sat on a luxurious brocade throne. Although the annoying red rashes on her face had subsided a little, they were still as conspicuous as clouds dyed red by the setting sun, and were hard to ignore.

Xianglan looked at Empress Zheng's still slightly haggard face, and her heart couldn't help but ripple. She was still full of doubts and uncertainties as to whether these rashes were really related to the destroyed voodoo doll.

She forced herself to put aside the myriad thoughts in her mind and gently massaged Madam Zheng's legs, with a barely perceptible firmness in her tone: "Madam, those rumors about gods and ghosts in the world are ultimately illusory. It is far less important to find a practical strategy to deal with Miss Shen's challenge."

Upon hearing this, Empress Zheng showed a hint of interest, her eyes flickered with anticipation, and she said softly, "Oh? Then go on."

Xianglan felt relieved upon seeing this and continued, "Although Miss Shen was brought in from outside the palace by the hero, we may not know her background, but there must be someone who knows her inside out where she grew up. If we can find her weakness, perhaps we can gain the upper hand."

A gleam of light flashed in Empress Zheng's eyes, and then she opened her eyes with determination in her eyes: "Then you should immediately send someone to conduct an in-depth investigation. It would be best if you can find someone who grew up with Miss Shen or has a private engagement with her. Such people often have more unknown information about the other party."

Xianglan agreed respectfully and was about to turn around and leave, but unexpectedly, Madam Zheng touched the annoying rash again, and her expression was once again covered with a layer of anger: "Also, send someone to inform my father and ask him to find a real famous doctor among the people. The imperial doctors in the palace seem to be helpless, and now that the hero has returned, my rash still refuses to go away, which is really annoying."

Seeing this, Xianglan lowered her head quickly and spoke faster to show her urgency: "I will obey your orders immediately and will not let you down."

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Hu Zi was holding the freshly picked herbs, and the scene of the amiable Yu Ma in Tianxiang Tower complaining about her leg disease recently flashed through his mind. He decided to pick out a few herbs that were most suitable for her and give them to her as a gift.