"No!" Zhongli Yuyan immediately stretched out his hand to push it away, and said with a serious face, "Although Your Highness is ruthless to me, I will never hurt him a single bit!"
"Of course I can't hurt Yuchimo!" Zi Yan twitched the corners of her mouth, and glanced coldly at Zhongli Yuyan, feeling that this woman is as pitiful as she is, "Qiye Naihe grass is non-toxic, so it can't hurt Yuchimo."
Zhongli Yuyan paused slightly.
Ziyan went on to say, "Zongzheng Fusu's body is extremely poisonous, and he needs to use the blood of the dead spirit as a medicine. I thought you would feed the Qiye Naihe grass to the dead spirit, but it's a pity that Yu Chimo is so cautious. You will not be allowed to approach the underground secret room. Even if you have the ability to approach the underground secret room, the dead spirit only recognizes Yuchimo as its master, and she will definitely kill you before you do it! Therefore, I want you to feed this medicinal wine to Yuchi After drinking the ink, he will water the undead with blood every day, and when the medicinal properties of Qiye Naihe grass enter the undead's body through his blood... "
With a flick of her eyes, she gave Zhongli Yuyan a meaningful look, and swallowed all the words that followed.
It's good that she wants Zongzheng to help Su, but she should be reserved in everything, lest some people achieve their goals and abandon her like a trash!
Zhongli Yuyan looked at her suspiciously.
In Ziyan's only remaining left eye, there was a gloomy light. As soon as she raised her hand, she unscrewed the small bottle, raised her head, took a sip, and swallowed it.
"Now, do you believe me?" She waved her hand and looked at Zhongli Yuyan calmly.
Zhongli Yuyan took the bottle and sniffed it on the tip of her nose. There was nothing else but a pleasant scent of lotus. Then she screwed on the bottle cap and put it in her sleeve with peace of mind. Get this done."
Originally, Ziyan was thinking about the stormy future of Ningdu City, and planned to persuade her to settle it within a month, but now that she boasted about Haikou, she shrugged her shoulders and said in agreement, "Wait for the good news from my concubine."
Zi Yan got up and was about to leave, but when she walked to the door, she suddenly remembered something, paused her footsteps, looked back and said, "The side concubine is now a goddess, so don't always treat yourself as Yu Chimo's appendage. Nine The Goddess of the You Continent, that is the greatest glory. I have to remind my mother that she has a fief, and she should integrate Lingdong as soon as possible, and hold Lingdong firmly in her hands. If one day, Your Majesty abolishes the crown prince King Ning, Lingdong is also a way out, and you won't... have nowhere to go!"
"I know." Zhongli Yuyan nodded firmly.
With a flash of Ziyan's figure, she disappeared outside the Qiyan Pavilion.
After about a stick of incense, the sky cleared completely, and Yu Chimo came to pick him up as agreed.
When Zhongli Yuyan heard the summons outside the door, she hurriedly winked at Fei Cui, then hurriedly climbed onto the bed and lay down straight.
"My servant has seen His Highness the Crown Prince." Fei Cui opened the door and led Yu Chi Mo in.
"Where's your master?" Yu Chimo glanced all over the room, but didn't see Zhongli Yuyan's figure, and there was a faint worry between his brows.
Fei Cui immediately cried out, "Return to Your Highness, Madam's grave is gone! The master was heartbroken, lying outside the door in the rain all night, and now... now he has a high fever and fell ill!"
Yuchimo's expression froze, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he hurried into the room without saying a word!
"Mother... Mother... Mother, don't go... Don't leave Yan'er! Your Highness, Your Highness the Crown Prince..."