Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Anything produced by Ghost Doctor must be a masterpiece.

Not long after taking the Spirit Pill, the bleeding rate on Feng Tianxu's back slowed down significantly, while the young man who was holding a pile of bottles and jars just now stared in astonishment.

What kind of elixir is that?

Before he could finish being shocked, the door was pushed open again and a little old man walked in with his hands behind his back.

Mu Lanxun stared, really sighing at Feng Tianxu's good luck. Is it too late for him to dig out the spirit pill he just fed him?

The old man looked at him, then at the person lying on the bed. His nose twitched slightly and he glared at him angrily: "You prodigal son! You use my spirit pills for all your injuries?"

The old man, Ghost Doctor Ye Xing angrily blew his beard and glared, pointing his bony finger at Mu Lanxun's nose and scolding him. Does this brat even know how difficult it is to refine the Spirit Pill?

I gave him one, he gave it away. I gave him another one, he gave it away again!

Mu Lanxun touched his nose. He felt a little wronged indeed. Saving his sister was no problem, a few pills would not be a problem, but this boy was a little impulsive.

"Mr. Ye, he is my sister's younger brother." He reminded her how much my sister cares about this younger brother. Doesn't this old man know? Why is he pretending?

"Hmph!" Ye Xing shook his head proudly, "Everyone get out!"

He stood outside for a while and vaguely heard three crisp "ding ding ding" sounds from inside the house. This old man was really quick.

After a while, Ye Xing pushed the door open and walked out with a serious look on his face.

"This kid is incredibly lucky. Three hidden weapons were shot into his lower back so densely, but none of his internal organs were hurt. However..." The old man is at it again!

Mu Lanxun's heart skipped a beat. But what?

As Ye Xing approached a few steps, he had no choice but to bend down. He could only hear him whisper to himself, "It might be difficult for him to have offspring in the future."

! !

"However, he is still young, so it is not absolutely necessary for him to get married earlier and start working hard earlier." Ye Xing twirled his mustache and spoke ambiguously.

Is it appropriate to tell him this? He gritted his teeth.

"Mr. Ye, I can't stay here any longer. My sister is fine. She drank some tranquilizers and went to bed. Mr. Feng deliberately hid his injury from my sister. I can't decide whether to tell my sister or not."

"Well, okay, you can go." Ye Xing waved his hand and glanced at the door behind him.

Mu Lanxun bowed and clasped his fists, "Junior, take your leave."

Ye Xing looked at his departing back, a smile hidden in the corner of his mouth: "Boy!"

He had just stepped out of the courtyard when he paused and turned around when a small white porcelain bottle hit him in the chest.

"If I find you giving it to others again, I will burn you to make medicine!" The old man sneered, rolled his eyes at him fiercely, and turned back to Feng Tianxu's room.

This old man! He's so duplicious!

The moonlight covered the ground, illuminating the door of Feng Xili's room in Lanshang Garden.

"Tian Xu!" A startled cry frightened Ye Xing, who was preparing medicine nearby, so much that he shuddered and added two more cents of the last ingredient in the powder.

He put away the medicine basin with an expressionless face, picked up the medicine bowl that had been kept warm next to it and walked in.

"Young lady, drink the medicine first."

Feng Xili, who had just woken up, was frightened by the huge bowl of pitch-black medicine in front of her, "Master Ye?"

"Well, the young lady is really good at jumping around. She can always give me a surprise every time we meet."

Ye Xing was also full of admiration. Ever since he found the young lady, his stock of medicine had been running out day by day!

She choked, as if every time she saw Mr. Ye, she was either injured or needed to take medicine. The coincidence was terrifying.

She pinched her nose and drank the bitter medicine, only to feel her mouth go numb and her entire head feel dizzy.

"Didn't Mr. Ye go to guard Binglian? Why is he back?" She bit a piece of candied fruit and wiped the corner of her eyes.

"Ah! Tianxu!" She suddenly remembered the dream she had just had. She and Tianxu fell from the building!

"Mr. Ye!" She grabbed the old man's hand and wanted to go out.

"Don't panic, Feng Tianxu is fine, I'm here! What are you worried about?" He patted the back of her hand and pulled her to sit at the table.

"What about him?" She always felt something was wrong. The two of them fell down in such a mess, and she didn't see how he looked like a master.

Ye Xing didn't say anything, just looked at her and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" She was a little annoyed. She really treated Tianxu as a relative. What's wrong with being a little worried?

"Girl, Feng Tianxu is already seventeen years old. He is your brother, not your son. Don't worry too much!" Ye Xinglao was calm and fiddled with his medicine basin again.

Feng Xili slumped over the table in frustration, muttering, "I don't think something is right. One of you must be hiding something from me."

Ye Xing's eyelids twitched. This girl has a pretty good sixth sense.

"Young lady, why did Emperor Qi Zhao confer upon you the title of Princess Liyou?" If the young lady's biological father could be found, could the young lady also be found?

She lowered her head. She couldn't reveal her identity as a time traveler, but His Majesty also didn't explain her life story clearly.

Emperor Qi Zhao should know who her father is, and Elder Ye knows her mother...

Do you want to set up a meeting between these two people?

She shuddered inexplicably, but decided to let it go. The emperor's heart is as unfathomable as a needle in the sea.

She concealed the stories of the four predecessors who traveled through time, and only talked about the several dragon heads of different shapes in the dragon vein, and the white light that appeared after she dripped her blood.

It sounded very strange, and she felt that most people would probably think that she was trying to add some mystery to herself.

Ye Xing twirled his mustache and closed his eyes in deep thought.

"By the way, Emperor Qi Zhao has a bead in his hand that is very similar to the one my mother left me." She added.

"What? He has it too?" Ye Xing suddenly opened his eyes. The lady said that the bead could bring people great fortune.

But no one knows what it is exactly. After all, it has been passed down from generation to generation, and no one has ever witnessed it with their own eyes.

"Well, that bead should be useful in the future, just keep it well." He pondered.

Over the past decade, Shangli Kingdom has enjoyed peace and prosperity, and no major secrets have been revealed in the royal family. Which branch of the royal family does the young lady belong to?

But I swallowed the bead! She blinked and was about to speak when Ye Xing pulled her aside and asked anxiously, "What was the expression on the dragon head that Emperor Qi Zhao asked you to bleed?"

"It was a dragon head with tears in its eyes. I dripped blood on the dragon's eyes, and then the dragon's eyes lit up." She said truthfully that if she could find the original owner's biological parents, it would be considered a real deed for her.

Tears in his eyes? Ye Xing squinted his eyes. A long time ago, he heard an octogenarian tell him something.

The old man was sometimes lucid and sometimes confused, and kept muttering that he wanted to find Emperor Xiaozun's youngest son.

But everyone knew at that time that Emperor Xiaozun and Empress Dowager Cixi had only three recorded princes. One of them was Your Majesty who had already ascended the throne at that time, and the remaining two died in infancy. How could they have another little son?