Even though I was dressed as an ugly woman, I was still forced to love by all kinds of big guys

The next morning, Fu Yuan'er sat in front of the bronze mirror with a dazed look on her face, looking at several more red marks on her neck, and even on her wrists. She could no longer hold it in any longer.

There are guards and imperial guards in the palace, and Nannan and Miaomiao are guarding the door all night long. It can be said that even a fly can hardly hide. If this wasn't done by a ghost, what else could it be?

It turned out that her Taoism skills were too low, so she had to go to the Imperial Master to ask for two powerful ghost-exorcising talismans!

She tied a gauze scarf around her neck to cover the red marks, then called her daughter in.

She held the headdress in her hand and asked, "Your Highness, which one would you like to wear today?"

Nannan chose a simple white jade hairpin and taught Miaomiao how to style her hair in the style popular in the imperial city. However, Miaomiao was a little distracted and could hardly listen.

Noticing something was wrong with her, Fu Yuan'er asked with concern, "What's wrong, Miaomiao? Are you having trouble acclimatizing?"

After hesitating for a while, Miaomiao nodded. I think so. She always felt dizzy and couldn’t remember what happened last night. She rarely slept so deeply.

They were all just little girls in their teens, and Fu Yuan'er felt sorry for them. She insisted that they go back to the house to have a good rest while she went to find the imperial teacher alone.

The morning sun was shining brightly, and it felt warm on her body. Fu Yuan'er had just passed through the corner tower when she met Yu Yan, who was bathed in golden light. As he came closer, his face, so beautiful that it didn't matter what gender he was, became clearer.

He carried a faint fragrance, like the scent of some flower or plant. Fu Yuan'er took a deep breath and felt a sense of déjà vu.

"Goddess, what a coincidence." Yu Yan raised the corners of his lips and smiled, which was more beautiful than the flowers blooming beside him, making Fu Yuan'er envious for a while.

How do you achieve such good skin?

Yu Yan looked at Fu Yuan'er's tightly covered neck with a dark look, and habitually ran the tip of her tongue over the canine teeth. Did she notice that there were also some on the inside of her thighs...

He was tired of only being able to taste her secretly at night; he wanted to possess her openly and completely.

No matter how surging his inner desires were, his expression remained calm. He said goodbye to Fu Yuan'er and walked away.

No matter whether she would remember everything later, before that, he would try his best to make her fall in love with him again. Meeting was just a plan, and coincidence was nonsense.

It wasn't a coincidence, he had been waiting here for a long time.

I don’t know if the National Master was annoyed by Lao Liu or what, but he also went into seclusion.

Fu Yuan'er and Han Junyue stood in front of the closed palace door, looking at each other.

Both of them were a little unhappy, feeling that the Imperial Master was avoiding each other, and the looks they gave each other were not very friendly.

Humph! Han Junyue walked away in anger. Forget it, I'll come back later and wait for the rabbit to come!

Not finding the Imperial Master, Fu Yuan'er walked towards the Imperial Hospital somewhat frustrated, wanting to get two Chinese medicine prescriptions for Miaomiao.

The medicine boy skillfully grabbed herbs from a densely packed medicine cabinet and quickly packed a few pieces and handed them to her. "Next time the goddess comes, just send someone to let me know, and I can deliver them."

After thanking him, Fu Yuan'er turned and walked out. Seeing the old doctor still weeding in front of a flower bed with his butt sticking out, she looked at him curiously.

As if sensing someone behind him, the old doctor turned around and smiled kindly at her, "Are you interested, Goddess?"

She nodded. "I find it amazing that these seemingly insignificant, weed-like plants have the power to heal everything."

"Yes!" The old doctor smiled and picked up the green grass in his hand, "This is Banfenghe, this is Pinellia, this is Xuejian..."

"Snowdrops can clear away heat and detoxify, cool the blood and disperse blood stasis, and can treat coughing up blood and turbid white turbidity. It has extremely strong vitality and can survive anywhere. People often describe it as tenacious."

It's really interesting. Fu Yuan'er already had an inexplicable familiarity with the word "Xuejian", and after hearing the old doctor's description, she became even more interested.

She took the snow primrose, looked at it carefully, and then picked it up and smelled it.

Um? wrong.

She took it closer and sniffed it several times. Why did the smell seem so familiar?

On the way back to the Goddess Temple, Fu Yuan'er's head was buzzing. Yu Yan smelled of snow lily, and the lingering fragrance in her erotic dream was also that of Yu Yan.

The sky is falling! ! !

That lecher can’t be the Nine Thousand Year Old who seems to be abstinent! !

Even during dinner, she was absent-minded. Once she discovered some settings, it was really difficult for her to escape from them.

All she could think of was Yu Yan's indifferent eyes, which overlapped with the lustful eyes in her dream. She felt it was absurd and weird.

But if it was Yu Yan, everything seemed to make sense. He could get close to her without anyone noticing, through layers of guards.

But, isn't Yu Yan...a...eunuch...?

Putting aside whether he would have such an idea, could he do it? ...

Her mind was racing again, and she finally decided that she would stay awake for the next few nights no matter what. She wanted to know the truth!

As if he could sense what she was thinking, the "lecher" did not show up for several nights in a row, and Fu Yuan'er was so sleepy that she dozed off during the day.

That day, Nannan came running in from outside and said to her breathlessly, "Goddess! Lord Li is coming to the palace today!"

Huh?! She suddenly opened her eyes and asked with all her strength, "Where is it?"

She had already told Nannan and Miaomiao that if they saw Li Xinglan in the palace, they should inform her that she wanted to meet him.

"He's going to Noble Concubine Rou." Nannan said, and handed over the veil swiftly. "Miaomiao is trying to stop Master Li. Let's go!"

"Good, good, good!" Fu Yuan'er put on her veil while running, and did not forget to turn her head to praise her daughter, "Well done! Add chicken legs! For both you and Miaomiao!"

Upon hearing this, Nannan ran even faster. She knew that Lord Li was the brother of Lord Shang, and she thought that the goddess wanted to see Lord Li to file a complaint.

So she had been keeping an eye on all sides these days, and finally, she and Miaomiao caught her!

Running all the way, I saw it! Just a few dozen meters ahead, I saw Miaomiao kneeling on the ground, kowtowed to Li Xinglan.

Miaomiao felt dizzy, but she couldn't think of any other way to keep Li Xinglan.

"Girl, get up quickly." Li Xinglan didn't feel offended because she just accidentally sprained her ankle in front of him.

He stretched out his hand several times but couldn't lift Miaomiao up. With all his strength, he could only call Chuanzhu for help.

Chuanzhu went to look for Jiang He, and he didn't know if he had come. He looked up and was about to call Chuanzhu, but his attention was attracted by Fu Yuaner, who was wearing a white dress and a veil not far away.

Li Xinglan's pupils constricted. Although he had an eye disease and could only vaguely see her figure, his heart trembled suddenly.

Perhaps the soul sees more clearly than the eyes. Li Xinglan's lips trembled as he recited the name engraved in his heart in disbelief.

"Su...Su?"