Chapter 1775

I will marry Mo Yan. " The joy on childe Yan's face can't be hidden. No matter what the identity of that person is, it's impossible to refuse.

"Ha ha, are you satisfied this time?" After all, he was able to get the empress to agree to marry him. On the other hand, it showed the status of his son's family in front of the ocean emperor.

Childe Yan repeatedly nodded, rushed over and hugged childe Jun's neck: "thank you dad, you know dad is the best to me."

Prince Jun didn't say anything more. He left the imperial city with Prince Yan and went home to wait.

Since she has decided to marry her daughter out, there are many things to prepare, and the young man Yan thinks that there is no room for resistance, no matter who it is.

All of this, Mo Yan Si, who is about to fall into the whirlpool, has no idea.

He took back the herbs he found, found ziqianmo, who was practicing in the hospital, and gave her everything.

After thinking about it, the incident he met in the street had no effect on him. No matter how good ziqianmo's character was, as a woman, she would always have a little thought. Once Mo Yan's thought changed, he didn't say anything.

Ziqianmo looked at Mo Yan who hesitated there strangely: "what's the matter? What's on your mind? "

Mo Yan was asked a Leng, quickly shook his head: "nothing, just thinking about something else, you first see if these things fit."

The degree of mutual understanding between the two sides is too deep, and the trust between them is also deep-rooted. Although Mo Yan's performance is a little strange, ziqianmo doesn't ask any more. After all, everyone has some small secrets, which can be allowed within a certain range.

"A hundred years of bitter Lotus!" Ziqianmo picked out the little thing, with a surprise: "did you really find it?"

"Ah, yes." Mo Yan had some bad associations when he saw the bitter lotus.

The palm of ziqianmo spreads the light of spiritual power, enveloping the bitter lotus in it, refining it with the aura, and finding that the quality of the bitter lotus is excellent, there is no damage at all, and the medicine is very well preserved.

The thousand year old bitter lotus in her palm has begun to change gradually. She quickly converges and concentrates on refining medicine.

Before long, the door of the yard was pushed open.

Ziqianmo was busy refining medicine and didn't pay attention to who was coming.

As soon as the master of Qi's family came in, he saw the scene in front of him. He slowed down for fear of disturbing ziqianmo's movement.

Ziqianmo concentrates on the bitter lotus for a hundred years, and the spiritual power in his hand is constantly sent out, refining evenly.

At least an hour later, the hundred year old bitter lotus made a crackling sound, and finally cracked in the middle. The shell instantly cracked and turned to ashes, leaving only a small, golden semi-solid bead.

The purple footpath quietly sighed, and finally recovered the spirit which had never dared to be brief. He pulled out a white jade bottle from the storage bag, and carefully collected the essence of that bitter lotus for a hundred years, and then properly installed it. Then he looked up and looked at the master of the house. "Wait a long time, what's the matter with you here?"

Qijiazhu said with a smile: "for the dog, it's really hard for you two."

"It's nothing. It's just a matter of being entrusted to be loyal to others. The Qi family leader has something to say."