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Chapter 407 Sense of Crisis

Just now, Ji Ruyu felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. A very uncomfortable aura emanated from the Qinlan Pavilion, causing her soul, which had not yet integrated with her body, to almost escape from her body.

At this time, Ling'er turned around with a look of embarrassment on her face, "Miss, Qinlan Pavilion has no visitors at this time, and we won't be allowed in."

Ji Ruyu turned around without any hesitation, "Then go back."

Gu Zhian, who was busy preparing medicine in Qinlan Pavilion, suddenly felt something. She reached out and touched her chest. The Buddha's relic, which had been silent for five years, seemed to be warm.

Now it's back to normal, I don't know if it's my imagination.

She got up and walked to the window to look out, but saw nothing. "Is it really an illusion?"

Gu Zhian shook his head and continued to prepare the medicine.

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Although the Ji family captured the shopkeeper of Tianxiang Pavilion and confirmed that the box of poisonous facial butter came from Tianxiang Pavilion, they could not find the person who actually poisoned it. The shopkeeper of Tianxiang Pavilion had no idea that there was something wrong with the box of noodles.

Otherwise, even if you give him a hundred heads and dare not sell it, this is tantamount to digging your own grave.

After repeated investigations, no results were found. In the end, the shopkeeper and two clerks were blamed for the incident, and the matter was left unsolved.

Fortunately, after Ji Lingru took the antidote pills prepared by Gu Zhian, the sores on her face had disappeared, leaving only dark red marks.

Ji Lingru looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't accept herself like this at all. She covered her face with her hands and cried non-stop.

Mrs. Ji was also anxious, not only feeling sorry for her daughter, but also for the opportunity that was about to fly away. She finally waited for the general election in the palace, and Ling Ru entered the palace at this time. With the power of the Ji family, she was at least the concubine, and she gave birth to the emperor.

The heir can be promoted to a noble concubine. Once the one in the cold palace is abolished or dies, her daughter will become the queen, and the Ji family will be able to move to a higher level.

But now, with Ling Ru's face looking like this, everything will be in vain.

At this time, a servant came to report, "Madam, Imperial Physician Ouyang is here."

Mrs. Ji nodded, with a tired look on her face, "Please come in quickly."

When Gu Zhian came in, he saw Ji Lingru still sobbing and Ji's mother standing aside with a sad face.

Gu Zhian is also a woman, so she doesn't know what it means for a woman to have her appearance completely ruined. She feels some sympathy for Ji Lingru in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't have sent the scar removal cream as soon as she made it.

Gu Zhian took out two exquisite porcelain jars from the medicine box, one black and one white.

"Okay, don't cry. Did I tell you that soaking the wound with tears will be detrimental to the recovery of the wound?"

Ji Lingru quickly stopped crying, wiped her face with a handkerchief on the side, and said with a choked voice: "What's the use? My face is already like this, no matter how good it is, it can't be any better."

Gu Zhian walked over and put down two porcelain jars, one black and one white. "Use the white one during the day and the black one at night. Use it once in the morning and evening. It will take effect in seven days."

Ji Lingru was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. She grabbed the two porcelain jars and looked up at Gu Zhian, "Can you make me recover as before?"

Gu Zhian did not shake his head or nod, "Just give it a try, it won't be worse than now."

Ji Lingru knew Gu Zhian's ability, and there was nothing she had said before that she had not fulfilled. She admired her and respected her, so she would do whatever Gu Zhian said. At this time, Gu Zhian did not deny it, so he gave her

Great hope.

"Thank you, thank you!" Ji Lingru held the two porcelain jars tightly, as if she had found a treasure.

Mrs. Ji on the side was also crying with joy, as long as there was still a glimmer of hope.

At this time, a servant came to report, "Madam, Miss Ruyu is here. She said she made some snacks and wanted to give them to the eldest lady to try."
Chapter completed!
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