"What about you? You are so eager for me to lift the spell. Do you think that coming to me to suppress the spell on the fifteenth day of every month has disturbed your life?"
Luo Jiuli: The prince’s brain circuit is also very strange.
"My lord, do you want to hear the truth?"
"Um."
Xiao Mingxuan gritted his back molars. If she dared to say yes, he would dare to kill her directly.
What a stubborn man! He didn't see the cunning in Luo Jiuli's eyes at all.
"I didn't understand before, but now I understand that life is inherently a fate between people. A person's growth also requires experiencing hardships and gratitude, seeing and understanding a person clearly."
"Your Majesty, when I heard that Hua Lanzhou knew spells, the first thing that came to my mind was..."
"If that Hualan Zhou can lift the spell on the prince, I will pay for it with anything, even my life."
Xiao Mingxuan was still a little worried, but when he heard her words, his heart was shaken for a long time, and his eyebrows softened instantly, and his eyes gradually changed from dull to hot.
He pulled the person into his arms, and then looked down at the woman in his arms, sighing with a soft voice.
"Luo Jiuli, you are trying to kill me."
This time, he didn't worry, lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Different from the kiss at the flower shop, this time the kiss was so hot and overbearing that she didn't allow her to refute at all. Her lips were soft, eroding one's heart and soul, and of course they could only erode him.
Luo Jiuli was preoccupied with the spell he had cast upon him. Even though he was confused and fascinated by his kiss, he still did not forget the purpose of his visit to the Ninth Prince's Mansion.
"Oh! Wang, Wangye."
She pushed his chest, where his heart was beating faster and faster.
Xiao Mingxuan sighed secretly, knowing that she was thinking about him, so he could only let go of her lips, rolled his throat hard, and looked away from her moist and crimson lips.
"Silly Li'er, if that Hualan Zhou can lift my spell, why should I endure the pain for so many years?"
Luo Jiuli was startled, and the joy in her heart suddenly collapsed. Her heart seemed to have been grabbed by a hand. There was a pain and sourness that she had never experienced before, and the expectation in her eyes also dimmed.
"Can't you? Didn't he grow up in Bahrain? Doesn't he know the magic?"
Xiao Mingxuan shook his head and reached out to brush away the stray hair from her ears.
"I'm very happy that you can do this for me, but this matter is not as easy as it seems."
The curse that fell upon him was the curse of the Black Witch King of Bahrain. It was also a spell cast by the most powerful black witch in Bahrain. The black witch cast the curse with his own life.
Therefore, with the death of the black witch, the solution to the curse has not been found to this day.
Before Luo Jiuli could ask anything, Xiao Mingxuan stretched out his index finger, put it against her lips, and said in a slightly bewitching voice.
"I'll take you somewhere."
With that said, he couldn't help but hold her hand and left the study.
"Where to go?"
Before Luo Jiuli could figure out the problem with the spell on him, he was pulled into the carriage by him in a daze.
After half a stick of incense, the Ministry of Punishment entered the prison.
Luo Jiuli met Yan Tinglian again.
At this time, Yan Tinglian no longer had the face that looked like hibiscus, the eyebrows that looked like willows, and the skin that looked like snow, and the eyes that were more charming than peach blossoms.
There were the disheveled, dirty and smelly hair, the blind and rotten eye, the pitted and destroyed face, and the trembling look of fear after seeing her.
"Luo, cough cough cough."
Yan Tinglian coughed rapidly, and blood spurted out from mouthfuls.
Luo Jiuli stared expressionlessly at Yan Tinglian, who looked like an old woman in tattered clothes, without any emotion or pity.
"Yan Tinglian, haven't you ever thought that one day you will die like a rotten dog in this filthy cell?"
Yan Tinglian vomited blood again. Because of the Changsheng Decoction, the severe pain in her body began to intensify again.
She slowly curled up like a cooked shrimp. Only in this way could she relieve the bone-eroding pain.
"Your Majesty."
Although Luo Jiuli called Xiao Mingxuan, his eyes never left Yan Tinglian for a moment.
"Can you think of a way to get Prince Zhao to visit the Ministry of Punishment?"
When she mentioned King Zhao, she clearly saw Yan Tinglian's body stiffen.
Because her tongue was cut off, she could only make the sound "Luo, Luo".
She was begging Luo Jiuli not to call King Zhao to prison. She didn't want King Zhao to see her like this.
"Um."
Xiao Mingxuan hummed, his voice cold and innately coercive, making it easy for people to hear the danger contained in it.
Luo Jiuli then raised his eyes and looked at his noble and stern face.
"If it weren't for King Zhao, the emperor would not have spared her a miserable life."
"On the contrary, as she lives on in the world, she should always have hope in her heart, hoping that the so-called unparalleled hero in her heart can come to rescue her."
"So, today I will let her die with her eyes open and let her know how Prince Zhao treated her so favorably at the beginning and how he will treat her like a waste now."
This hatred, this hatred, is the best tribute to the souls of the poor mother and son in heaven.
"good."
Xiao Mingxuan curled his lips and smiled charmingly.
Luo Jiuli, his woman, is simply too appealing to his taste.
"Qin Yin, go and come back quickly."
"yes."
Qin Yin was stunned after receiving the order. Who would have thought that his master was ruthless and tyrannical.
This Miss Luo Er, isn't she the replica of the master?
Luo Jiuli had someone open the cell door again, walked up to Yan Tinglian, and took advantage of Xiao Mingxuan's cover.
He summoned an injection in the Gujie space and gave Yan Tinglian an injection of adrenaline.
She is a doctor, her hands save those who deserve to be saved and kill those who deserve to be killed.
But she was determined to see the show today.
On the other side, I don’t know what means Qin Yin used. In less than half a cup of tea, he took King Zhao to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.
Xiao Mingxuan and Luo Jiuli hid in the dark, watching every move of the 'wild mandarin ducks'.
This was Luo Jiuli's first meeting with King Zhao Xiao Zhumo after a few months.
He was so thin that it seemed like a gust of wind could blow him over. Although he was a little thinner, his face was still rosy.
After all, the love poison and the charm spell were removed, and he had narrowly escaped death.
At this time, when he entered the cell, he saw Yan Tinglian, who was dressed in tattered clothes and looked like an old woman, dying. Her body was covered with blood and there was no good land. She was lying in the messy and dirty weeds. Except for her figure,
, I can still recognize the previous posture, but the others are really difficult to recognize.
Unkempt, dirty and smelly hair, a blind and rotten eye, and a pitted and destroyed appearance.
"Wow! Wow!"
No one would have thought that when Zhao Wang Xiao Zhumo saw his once doted concubine again, she would already vomit before the words came out of her mouth.
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