Chapter 117: cone soul

Chapter 117 Cone Soul

Shen Mingjiao subconsciously took a look at Fang Dacheng when he heard the words, then turned to look at Qin Yan.

Fang Dacheng was a burly man with a height of nearly nine feet. Looking at it now, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and his originally resolute and fierce face appeared a little pale.

Looking at it this way, the symptoms of the two are indeed quite similar.

Qin Yan paused in his heart, and also took a look at Fang Dacheng, lowering his eyes dimly.

Judging from the information he asked Boan to find out, it seems that His Royal Highness King Su began to intentionally investigate the cause of the death of the first prince after returning from the border a few years ago.

But now the other party obviously found out something, but someone was poisoned by the same poison as him.

It can only show that the people behind it are more powerful than he imagined.

Feng Lisheng asked: "Ms. Cui may help him detoxify?"

Cui Lingling nodded: "Yes, it's a coincidence. The poison is not difficult to cure, but the golden toad is used as a medicine. It happened to be detoxified at my family banquet last time, and the remaining golden toad was ground into powder."

She glanced at Shen Mingjiao, Shen Mingjiao understood, and asked Qiu Ju to get a pen and paper.

Cui Lingling took the pen and paper, and scribbled down a string of drug names.

Shen Mingjiao glanced, and found that except for a few medicines that she hadn't heard of, the rest of Suwang's treasury had them.

Cui Lingling handed the written two pieces of paper to Feng Lisheng, "This is for oral administration, this is a medicinal bath, find all the medicines on it, and when I go back, I will prepare the medicine and send it over. It will take about half a month." .”

Shen Mingjiao thought of something, glanced at Qin Yan, leaned close to her ear and lowered her voice jokingly:

"Didn't you say that July 4th is nine days? Doesn't Commander Fang not need it?"

Cui Lingling coughed lightly, and also lowered her voice and said solemnly: "Everyone's physique is different. My family banquets him...cough...he has a special physique!"

Qin Yan, who had just recovered his internal martial arts strength: "..." Can you two keep your voice down?

When he realized what the two were talking about, Su Zizi, who had good concentration, was immediately flushed with anger, and couldn't help but glared at Cui Lingling fiercely.

This woman really did it on purpose!

Especially when you see the other person’s face is rosy and peachy, and I…cough cough…every night I’m forced to do that,

He has a sense of sight of a simple scholar being picked up by a playful witch to replenish his yin. In an instant, I felt even more uncomfortable.

Except for Shen Mingjiao, everyone in the flower hall is Lianjiazi, but seeing the two of them whispering, they took a few steps back knowingly. Feng Lisheng handed over the medicine list to Eunuch Hua. Then looked at Qin Yan,

"If you have nothing to do, little grandpa, why don't you go to the study with me to play a game of chess."

When Qin Yan faced Feng Lisheng, he quickly put away the expression on his face, and replied "OK" with a light smile.

Seeing the unfathomable appearance of the two, Cui Lingling rolled her eyes, stepped forward and grabbed Qin Yan's sleeve, shaking it coquettishly: "I want to go too!"

Qin Yan withdrew his hand with a headache: "Don't make trouble, Your Highness and I have business to discuss."

Cui Lingling raised her head and pouted her mouth and stared at him unhappily: "There is something that my wife can't know, you have a secret from me, right?"

Seeing that although she has a messy look on her face, her eyes are full of persistence. Qin Yan frowned, his eyes were a little pale.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Shen Mingjiao was about to step forward and smile to smooth things over and drag Cui Lingling away, when Feng Lisheng said: "Miss Cui is also coming here, so I also want to ask Miss Cui sometimes."

Cui Lingling concealed the flash of disappointment in her eyes, raised her head and stuck out her tongue proudly at Qin Yan, before leaving the flower hall first.

The three of them went out together, leaving Shen Mingjiao sitting there drinking tea leisurely.

Feng Lisheng turned to look at her: "Would you like to join me, Princess?"

To be honest, Shen Mingjiao didn't really want to go, seeing how many people were discussing it was not a trivial matter, although she likes to listen to gossip. But she really wasn't interested in gossip like this that might endanger her life.

But since Feng Lisheng said so, she stood up without any other choice.

Qin Yan noticed that when Concubine Su came over, King Su's mood suddenly improved.

He couldn't understand, and then turned his head and glanced at Cui Lingling who was full of interest. He sighed deeply in his heart, thinking that Princess Su is so good!

Feng Lisheng happened to look at him, and when their eyes met, Feng Lisheng unexpectedly guessed what he was thinking.

Can't help but say softly, "Little Grandpa really doesn't know the blessings in the blessing!"

He thought that if Shen Mingjiao could pester him all day like Cui Lingling wanted to find out his secrets, he would be very happy,

Several people arrived at Feng Lisheng's study, and after they were seated, Feng Lisheng asked Cui Lingling: "How much does Ms. Cui know about the poison Fang Dacheng planted?"

Cui Lingling thought for a while:

"This poison is called Cone Soul. It got its name because it feels like a heart-piercing pain that devours the soul. Cone Soul comes from southern Xinjiang."

Shen Mingjiao asked curiously: "Is the Southern Xinjiang you are talking about the Miao people in Yunnan? I heard that the people there live in jungle villages, and they can lay Gu on people!"

Cui Lingling gave her a blank look: "It's just a voodoo, what's the big deal? Many people in our sect know how to use a voodoo! And your Imperial Palace Hospital should also have an imperial doctor who can detoxify."

She continued: "Southern Xinjiang does belong to the Miao people, but they are divided into several factions. I can't tell for a while. To put it simply, the Miao people who know how to play tricks are located in the north of Yunnan, referred to as North Xinjiang. And Cone Soul comes from a village in the south of Yunnan."

Speaking of this, she curled her lips: "Listen to my master, the people in that village are very strange. They never have any contact with the outside world. I heard that they believe in some kind of gods and witches. It is said that their gods and witches have the consciousness to control all things. Yes, it's a pity that he died many years ago, but as long as there is a divine mind, there will be people who are destined to awaken consciousness. It is said that they used living sacrifices in order to resurrect that **** and witch!"

Seeing that Shen Mingjiao listened with gusto, she said angrily: "This is ridiculous! If there is really someone so powerful in this world, then he would have ascended to immortality long ago!"

Feng Lisheng subconsciously glanced at Shen Mingjiao when he heard that the Goddess Maiden could control the consciousness of all things. But now is not the time to pursue this. He asked Cui Lingling: "Since the people in that village never communicate with the outside world, how did the poison be sent out?"

Cui Lingling scratched her head in doubt: "It stands to reason that it shouldn't be. According to the book I read, the village was built in a deep mountain, and the people in the village almost never go out. I'll write a letter to ask the master later, shall I?"

Feng Lisheng looked at her and said: "I also ask Ms. Cui to help me find out all the news about that village and Zhuihun, the more detailed the better. Try to find out who has been in and out of that village in recent years."

Cui Lingling glanced at him, suddenly put away her smile, and said seriously:

"His Royal Highness Su is buying news from the Red Lotus Sect, but you should know that the news of the Red Lotus Sect can only be sold to one person. This is a rule handed down from generation to generation. No exceptions can be made."