The abandoned concubine was actually Wang Zhuang: the paranoid prince was dumbfounded and chased aft

The only way is to defeat the high priest and let her lift the forbidden spell.

Can't kill her before then.

However, Ye Huang's intention was to gain the trust of the high priest and take the opportunity to kill her.

"First do as Ye Huang said. I will disguise myself as you and approach the high priest." Murong Youyan drew a knife and cut his palm, squeezed out the blood and gave it to him. "You go up the mountain with the blood, test the high priest, and get her of trust.”

Gong Yuanhui said: "Yehuang said you can't enter Tianshan. Once you enter Tianshan, the high priest will notice it, because she has not appeared since the beginning but can know that you are the son of Shenhuang."

"It can be seen that you can't tell the difference by looking at the face."

Yehuang knew that Murong Youyan would say this, so he gave instructions in advance.

"So I want to confirm your identities." As he said this, he looked at Feng Mingxi. From the conversation just now, he had vaguely guessed her identity, "Are you the princess?"

Feng Mingxi snorted lightly, "So what?"

No wonder the scent was so familiar and he was so anxious to see Ye Huang.

Gong Yuanhui's lips curved, "Why does the princess care so much about Yehuang? Didn't you already choose to give up on him and marry someone else?"

Feng Mingxi's expression was as usual, without any emotion or anger, "Save him, do you have to have a reason to care about him?"

Gong Yuanhui: "..."

He didn't know how to respond to these words.

Yes!

What reason do they need to save Yehuang? Yehuang came to Tianshan to assassinate the high priest to save Feng Mingwei, and was arrested to ensure that Murong Youyan was safe and out of danger.

Neither the Feng family nor the Murong family would give up saving him.

Feng Mingxi felt bored by his question and stood up, not wanting to wait any longer, "My cousin can't enter Tianshan Mountain, but I can!"

"I'm afraid you are even worse. You are the daughter of the Feng family, and your bloodline is very close to the bloodline of the Divine Phoenix." Gong Yuanhui disagreed.

"How about trying this?" Feng Mingxi took out a bottle of potion, as if she expected what he would say, "The high priest can distinguish the location and the identity of the person without showing up. I think she should rely on Smell can identify a person. The high priest has been in contact with her aunt and knows that her cousin is her son, so he naturally has the same scent as her eyes. The butterfly can move freely in Tianshan. She’s definitely inseparable.”

"So even if she doesn't step out of the room, she still knows the situation in Tianshan very well."

"This bottle of potion is my special perfume, which can mask a person's original smell." She can also create a personal perfume based on a person's breath.

Disguise, plus change the smell.

This way we can always hide the high priest!

Gong Yuanhui and Murong Youyan's eyes lit up and they felt it made sense.

"That's it!"

Feng Mingxi smiled and said, "If my cousin wants to disguise himself as Gong Yuanhui, then he needs to make a perfume based on the smell of your body for him to use. This will work."

Although...this is a bit disgusting.

But Murong Youyan wanted to kill the high priest, so he had no choice but to endure it.

Gong Yuanhui was angry and angry. Even if Yehuang disliked him, why did Murong Youyan dislike him too?
"I don't smell bad. Brother Yan Wang, can you calm down your expression? After all, we are in the same boat now."

Can't you be nicer to him?

Gong Yuanhui was furious.

Feng Mingxi took out tools to collect his sweat and blood, and the incense he usually used had to be reported and taken out for her to collect.

"Undress."

Gong Yuanhui: "..."

"Take off... take off... take off your clothes... what are you going to do?" He was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, and he subconsciously stepped back, his head about to smoke.

"There are external odors on the human body, such as incense on clothes, and there are also odors naturally produced by the human body that come from the internal and external hair, which is what everyone calls body odor."

"I need to collect your body scent."

Gong Yuanhui's eyes widened and he couldn't believe his ears. This woman actually said such shameful words with no expression on her face. Did Yehuang know this side of her?

There are differences between men and women, doesn’t she understand? (End of chapter)