Xiao Yun patiently and full of acting skills told the story of his one-day trip before the gate of hell, and the story of returning to reality and discovering the past seven days.
The historian summarized it and made this record: "The Ninth Prince was seduced by Impermanence and brought into the underworld. The ghosts and gods in the Yama Palace are all different. It is said that his life is not over, and his breath is obscured due to the chaos of the stars. In fact, he is a living soul. Ninth Prince Fortunately, the prince was protected by the emperor's purple energy, and his soul was not damaged. He returned to the world safely, and the underworld treated his injuries to compensate. However, he had drank Mengpo soup before entering Fengdu, and all the past events suddenly made him fall into a dream, so he needed to think more. Can be recalled."
To translate it another way, it means that she was seduced into the presence of King Yama, and was found alive, so she was released back.
The wound healed quickly because the underworld compensated her.
The reason why I feel unfamiliar with some things and need some time to recall is because I drank Meng Po Soup.
"Blessed by the Emperor's Ziwei Qi" is a quote from Xuan Zhiren.
Xuan Zhi said that Zi Wei, the current emperor of Sheng Kingdom, was a destined emperor.
The Ninth Prince's life star is an auxiliary star attached to the Ziwei star. Ziwei will not be able to advance in one day, but the advantage is that he is young. If he is well cultivated, it will feed Ziwei star in return, extending his life and happiness. Ze.
This statement is just like "using the blood of boys and girls to make elixirs to make immortality pills." It is pure nonsense, and it is easy to win the trust of those in authority.
And it is very easy to operate and perform "effectively" to convince the other party.
In order to cooperate, the original Ninth Prince had to be "sick" for a few days at regular intervals in exchange for the emperor's deeper favor.
Xuanzhi looked at Xiao Yun thoughtfully for a while and felt that his little apprentice seemed to be more assertive than before.
A smile appeared on his face, matching her performance.
"On that day, dark clouds covered the moon, making it difficult to observe the stars, and King Rong was causing trouble. It was because of the Seven Killers that the situation was in. The sky was in chaos for two consecutive days. But now, according to what His Highness said, we can get some answers."
"Changes in the stars always precede world events, and the Seven Kills have always been in conflict with Ziwei. The disaster should have gone to His Majesty. However, His Majesty has profound cultivation and His Majesty has been protected by His Majesty all the year round. Therefore, His Majesty was endangered first, and then fell into trouble. The capital is in danger."
"No matter how dangerous the destiny is, I will not be afraid of anything with the Imperial Master and Xiaojiu by my side."
A man walked out of the inner room laughing.
The man was wearing a white robe loosely.
But it's not as plain as Xuanzhi's. Instead, it's embroidered with silver threads with complicated patterns, and she wears flawless jade around her waist.
Her disheveled hair was wet, and there were rouge and scratches on her half-open chest.
ah……
Xiao Yun suddenly remembered that most of the elixirs Xuanzhi gave the emperor were tonics in the shape of pills.
The emperor was old, so if he wanted to give him the illusion that he was "still strong", he would naturally need to take kidney-tonifying medicine.
Medicines are medicines. It had only been a few days since King Rong's Rebellion, but he could continue to live his absurd life without any burden.
Even the first sentence is not about caring about the most beloved child who has just returned from hell, but about being proud of his current situation.
Xiao Yun had many treacherous thoughts in his heart, but he took two hurried steps in an honest and sincere manner, went to the emperor, took off the curtain, and said with a slight choke, "I thought I would never see my father again."
The emperor's eyes fell on the bloody bandage on her forehead and said, "I heard what Xiaojiu and the Imperial Master said. Did you see anything unusual in Hades?"
"When I saw Prince Rong, I couldn't believe it at first, but there was an arrow with a white feather stuck in his neck, and I knew that he died at the hands of my father's men."
The prince even has his own secret guard, and as an emperor, this is even more true.
The emperor had a team of nearly a hundred dead soldiers called the White Feather Guards, all of whom were elite.
The arrows they used had white feathers as tails.
When the emperor heard the word "Rong Wang", he remembered the embarrassment when the city was destroyed that day, and couldn't help scolding the other party, and asked Xiao Yun whether King Rong had been severely punished by Yama.
Xiao Yun: "My son went earlier than King Rong and entered the Yama Palace first. I was unable to see the traitor being tried. However, I pretended not to discover the cause of his death and talked to him for a long time. It seemed that there was I gained a little bit, but now I have a headache and my memory is confused, so I can’t remember it for a while.”
"When you think about it, I will definitely order someone to tell you."
Although Prince Rong died early, Prince Rong's son captured the emperor five years later and tried to take the heroine as his concubine, which was a big part of the drama.
She went back to think of any information she could use.
"Yes, you have suffered such a serious injury on your head. It is difficult for you to take the initiative to enter the palace to see me."
The emperor cared about her as if he had just discovered that she was a patient.
"You said Fengdu accidentally detained your soul and healed your injury. How is your recovery? Let Father see."
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled the bandage on her head.
Xiao Yun lowered his head, being gentle and obedient, hiding the smile in his eyes.
The bloody bandage was torn off and discarded on the ground.
The emperor was shocked to see that there was a knuckle-long wound on her forehead, which quickly healed in front of his eyes, leaving only blood stains. Even the skin color was exactly the same as the rest of her forehead.
What the imperial doctor reported to him was that the Ninth Prince's forehead injury was visible to the bone, and it was difficult to recover.
"A miracle is indeed a miracle!"
He let out a wild laugh and turned around to issue the imperial edict to make the Ninth Prince the Crown Prince.
After he left, Xiao Yun fainted without warning.
Three hours later.
Xiao Yun woke up from the cold jade bed.
She covered her still hot forehead and sighed.
I want to spend a lot of money to find a brain that is not loaded with the original work.
I can't bear to part with this golden finger.
Yes, she now has a complete copy of "The Love of a Country: Tears of Beauty in Troubled Times" in her mind, and she has memorized it as well as the multiplication tables.
Once you think about it, you will be repeatedly traumatized to death.
Alas, it turns out that all gifts come with a price.
Wiping away her tears, she looked up and looked outside.
Outside the heavy curtains and beaded curtains, Xuanzhi's figure occupied her sight.
A fragment of the original novel flashed in Xiao Yun's mind.
[The emperor has become a prisoner, but the wise man Xuan is still respected by the powerful.
"Do you want to know why?" Prince Rong pinched Su Mengli's chin and turned her head, "Take a good look at this person who made your father lose his position as prime minister and made you like a lost dog. Take a look at him. Is he the same as back then? Nothing different.”
Su Mengli looked blankly at the Taoist priest who slowly walked into the hall.
The man was dressed in plain clothes, but he made the luxurious hall look like a pristine dojo.
That young face was exactly the same as the one she had seen when she was a child. 】
The Prince Rong in this clip is the son of the late Prince Rong, and his current whereabouts are unknown.
The timeline should be five years later.
In Xiao Yun's memory, he looked like this when she saw him more than ten years ago.
What a terrifying "no difference".
Xiao Yun began to pray to heaven. There were no fantasy elements in this book.
Otherwise, she doubts that if she fights with the male protagonist in the future, there will be a scene where "millions of meteors fall from the sky and bury the entire Sheng Kingdom's army."
"woke up?"
The silent palace servants pulled up the curtains layer by layer. Xuanzhi walked in with a small plate, squatted in front of the bed and handed the plate to her.
Xiao Yun lowered his eyes and saw finely crushed ice cream spread on the bottom of the plate, with a pill wrapped in silver paper in the middle.
The elixir has a magnificent luster and a sweet fragrance.
Her heart skipped a beat, but she picked up the medicine and stuffed it into her mouth without hesitation.
It was sweet and slightly cool, and as soon as she tasted the bitter taste of the medicine, she bit into the sweet filling. Soon after she swallowed it, her body, which was weak due to blood loss and fever, seemed to be injected with energy.
The whole person became a little more energetic.
Making honey fillings for elixirs, her master is really a talent.
He is also really capable.
Xiao Yun lay on the pillow and said half coquettishly and half jokingly: "Master saw me yesterday, aren't you afraid that someone else will take my place today? Or did you really predict that I would come back to life?"
"Of course you are my Aizhong disciple. My master never expected that you would recover so well."
Just when she thought he would say something like, "The facts don't matter, as long as you act like my obedient disciple," Xuanzhi's gentle eyebrows curved, and he smiled in a rather playful way.
"The reason why I am so sure is because you have a unique Gu in the world."
she:"……"
She made a mistake. She forgot that even if there were no fantasy elements in ancient romances, they often involved unscientific martial arts.
He actually planted a poison on her, what a cruel man!
Perhaps sensing the resentment in her eyes, Xuanzhi explained his motives to her in detail.
"Weren't you always worried about others discovering your identity before? I just wanted to prepare a substitute for you that can handle the temptation. After searching for a long time, I found a man with the same size as your bones."
"The mother voodoo is planted in your body, and the child voodoo is planted in him. As time goes by, he will look exactly like you."
"Well, this Gu has been refined for a long time, and I haven't thought of a name for it yet. After all, so much effort has been spent on it, so it should be more grand. Do you have any good ideas, disciple?"
Xiao Yun solved the puzzle of "Whose corpse is hanging on the top of the city?" and said in silence for a moment: "Mirror Demon."
It is said that the demon in the mirror lives on behalf of the original owner. When it is recognized by everyone, it will become the real original owner.
It can be considered as the story of the original work.
Xuanzhi was stunned when he heard her words, and then his smile became brighter: "After my disciple came back from the gate of hell, he felt more open-minded and could see things more clearly."
There is also a bit more determination to kill decisively.
He also became much more patient.
Xiao Yun: "What if my disciple is the demon in the mirror?"
The Taoist in white covered his face with his wide sleeves, and his slender eyebrows revealed a strange expression: "The mirror demons all regard themselves as their original bodies, and it is no different to others."
Xiao Yun's hands and feet were cold.
She thought about her proficiency in handling the assassination, her turning a blind eye to Chen An's death, and her use of Yang Yu... That was not the indifference that a person living in modern times and with mature views should have.
It was as if there was another person hiding in her body, influencing her subtly.
Xiao Yun quickly struggled out of this state.
Because she is not a person who likes to delve into philosophical issues, and because these influences help her adapt to the world and live well.
Be pragmatic and not truth-seeking.
This is her survival wisdom.
"Master's ability to tell bedtime stories is still as bad as ever." She yawned and changed the subject, "Where did Master find that person?"
"In the prison, there are often some nobles from aristocratic families detained there. They are all well-off young people, and they are all in good health, so they are very suitable. There is his file here as a teacher, but it is a little dirty, because when we found him, his home We have sent gold, silver and brocade cloth to atone for death, and the Yamen intends to destroy it."
Xiao Yun took the file with the edges scorched by the fire from the palace servant's hand and started to read through it.
After reading a few lines, I closed it.
He is a pervert who likes to first rape, then kill, and then rape beautiful women. The women he kills range from prostitutes to well-born ladies, to young ladies whose families have fallen into disgrace, and finally to single ladies.
He has perverted habits and cruel methods.
It really stained her eyes. This kind of crime can be atoned for by death. No wonder the country is going to end.
However, this incident made Xiao Yun think of other things again.
Those who test medicine for Xuanzhi will receive a sum of money enough to buy their lives, regardless of whether they live or die afterwards.
If there is a physical problem, symptomatic drugs will be developed to solve the side effects.
Regardless of whether Xuanzhi's move was for show, she would not be too resistant to cooperating with him.
To some loyal ministers in the court, this national preceptor was also more upright than other alchemists who liked to use people or valuable treasures as raw materials for elixirs.
"When does Master plan to give the person to his disciple?"
"You can see it when you get home."
Xiao Yun: "...You didn't originally plan to let him replace me after my death, did you?"
Xuanzhi cast an innocent look, as if she was disrespecting her teacher by having such a question.
Xiao Yun: Ha.
