After his wife and daughter died tragically, the scumbag prince's hair turned white overnight

"Although Yecheng will be in chaos for a while, the mission to Beichen next year is the key. I've put so much effort into this, and you're just going to walk away like this?"

Shen Muxi didn't understand why Murong Jingyan suddenly attacked.

After hearing what he said, I realized that he was worried that the plans for next year might change.

She immediately smiled and said, "Your Highness, don't worry. You and I are working together, and I can't do anything like abandoning my partner halfway.

I will be back before the wedding."

Without waiting for Murong Jingyan's response, she pressed another porcelain bottle into his hand and said, "Your Highness, this isn't a chronic illness, but a strange poison. I've concocted an antidote that can suppress the spread of the poison. Continuous use will help protect your heart meridians and prevent you from being as sensitive to cold as before."

Murong Jingyan was slightly startled, thinking about pushing her away, but his hands had already firmly grasped the porcelain bottle she handed to him.

He didn't speak.

In fact, he was already a little annoyed from his unfriendly tone just now.

Even I couldn't figure out why I suddenly felt unhappy.

I don’t know if it was because he was nervous or for some other reason, but he was like a taut string.

The atmosphere when the two of them were alone also became particularly strange.

Shen Muxi turned her head unintentionally and met his burning gaze.

She seemed to be scalded and hurriedly looked away from him.

"He...the two of them have almost finished their conversation. If everything is fine, I'll go back first to avoid being discovered."

After saying that, Shen Muxi didn't look at Murong Jingyan's expression again.

He left as if escaping.

"Mu Xi, your face is so red." Shen Xi reminded her beside her.

Shen Muxi fanned herself with her palms as she walked, "Guess why I ran away?"

Has Murong Jingyan been possessed by evil spirits recently?

The way he looks at people, it's like he's thinking about love...

As the idea came to her mind, her steps quickened uncontrollably.

Until she hit a stiff wall of flesh.

"sorry Sorry."

Shen Muxi clenched the umbrella handle tightly in her hand and apologized before stepping back.

"Blessings and infinite blessings, are there any believers injured?"

After hearing this, Shen Muxi finally noticed the person he bumped into.

The person in front of him was wearing a gray robe, his gray hair was roughly tied up with an ebony hairpin, he was wearing black coarse cloth wide-mouthed shoes, and a patched cloth bag was hanging on his shoulder.

This is obviously an old Taoist priest.

Most people in Nanyuan believe in Buddhism, while Taoism shows signs of decline.

Shen Muxi never believed in these things before, but after experiencing her soul lingering before death and being reborn into Shen Xi, she gradually began to have awe for metaphysics.

Even the look he gave the old Taoist priest was filled with more respect. "Thank you for your concern, Master. I am not hurt."

After saying that, Shen Muxi took out two silver notes from his purse, "I accidentally disturbed the master just now. This is a small token of my appreciation. The master has been exhausted from the journey, so consider this as my apology to the master."

Instead, his eyes were fixed on Shen Muxi.

To be precise, it fell on Shen Xi who was standing next to Shen Muxi.

The weather today is gloomy and there is no sunshine.

Shen Muxi stood out while walking on the street holding an umbrella.

She didn't feel anything at first.

But when the old Taoist priest looked at her like that, she felt uncomfortable all over.

"Grandmaster..."

"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."

Just when Shen Muxi was feeling uneasy, the old Taoist priest took the banknote from Shen Muxi's hand and turned away.

"Everything has its destiny. Humans and ghosts have different paths. No matter how persistent a believer is, he will always be just a mirage..."

His voice was ethereal and distant, yet extremely penetrating.

Every word seemed to be engraved into Shen Muxi's soul, and she instinctively felt a sense of fear.

Shen Xi beside her also had the same feeling as her.

"Mu Xi, I feel like this old Taoist priest can see me."

Shen Muxi's heart skipped a beat. The look in the old Taoist priest's eyes always made her feel that he was waiting here for her to bump into him on purpose.

"He didn't say anything else, which means the problem isn't serious. Let's not scare ourselves."

Her words were also meant to comfort herself, "If he really wanted to run into us by chance, he couldn't just take the banknote and run away, right?"

Shen Xi glanced at his sometimes blurry and sometimes clear spirit body, opened his mouth slightly, and saw Shen Muxi walking towards the Shen Mansion in a daze.

In the end, he said nothing and just followed her closely.

...

That night.

Shen Muxi tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The old Taoist priest's words seemed to be engraved in her ears.

The cycle continues.

A strong fragrance came from between the wings of the nose, and the fragrance became stronger and stronger.

Alarm bells rang in Shen Muxi's heart - the incense.

She immediately took a brain-stimulating pill.

Just then, Shen Xi spoke.

"Mu Xi, someone seems to be doing something outside. I feel so uncomfortable."

As soon as she finished speaking, a strong smell of blood hit her nose.

Shen Muxi frowned.

Get up immediately.

Before she could call the maid, she heard other noises outside.

"Quick, the old lady said that the whole area around the young lady's room should be covered with black dog blood."

It was Aunt Liu's voice.

"We also need gold juice. If you don't have enough gold juice at home, go to Yexiang Po and spend some money to buy some. The young lady is possessed by evil spirits, and this matter can be serious or minor."

Hearing that there really was someone outside going to do something, and Shen Xi's spirit suddenly dissipated so that even his outline could not be seen, Shen Muxi could no longer bear it and opened the door with a cold face.

The cold wind blew into the house, and Shen Muxi woke up on the spot.

"What are you doing?"

When Aunt Liu heard her voice, her back straightened instantly and a smile uglier than crying appeared on her serious face.

"Miss, why did you come out?"

Hasn’t the incense been blown?

How could she still be here?

Shen Muxi looked coldly at the servants outside who were carrying black dog blood.

The weather was cold and most of the black dog's blood had solidified into clumps.

The person who threw the black dog blood directly smeared the black dog blood on the beams and door panels under the porch in front of the house with his hands.

Shen Muxi was immediately furious. When she saw Aunt Liu asking her how she got out, she involuntarily took a few steps back.

Shen Muxi's face became even colder. "I asked, what are you doing? Why, do you all treat me as a dead person?"

She almost yelled at the end of it.

The servants who were still smearing black blood on her door all shrank back.

"Mu Xi...I...I feel so uncomfortable..."

Shen Xi's spirit became a little fainter at this time.

This was the first time that Shen Muxi encountered a situation where Shen Xi's spirit seemed to be dissipating. She became anxious and no longer cared about whether she would reveal any flaws or whether she could gain a foothold in the Shen Mansion.

He raised his hand and swung out a handful of powder, then ordered in a cold voice, "Go wash these things off for me, or I will make you wish you were dead."

The servants standing not far from her didn't take her waving seriously at first.

It was not until some medicinal powder was blown into their nasal cavities by the cold wind and a burning sensation traveled along their nasal cavities to their trachea, throat and stomach that they realized that Shen Muxi was not waving his hand just to scare them.

Two people who inhaled too much powder have started coughing up blood.

"Miss... please spare my life..."

Shen Muxi didn't look at anyone else, but quickly went back into the house.

With the isolation of doors and windows, Shen Xi's spirit body finally stopped fading.

"Why is it so sudden? What can I do to keep you?"

Shen Muxi muttered to himself.

It has only been less than four months since Shen Muxi was reborn, but for her, it has become a habit for Shen Xi to be by her side.

She even thought about finding a capable temple or Taoist temple before returning to Beichen to set up a tablet for Shen Xi and offer sacrifices to nourish her spirit...

But now...

Everything seems to be too late.