The disciple of Yue Lao

Chapter 151 Good intentions lead to bad things

Chapter 151 Good intentions lead to bad consequences...

[Yama Palace]

At night, the King of Hell took a break from his busy schedule and thought about his beloved daughter who had been punished by him.

He originally wanted to use magic to investigate, but when he cast the spell, he found that he could not find out any information about Yan Lan.

The King of Hell tried several times but could not find any trace of Yan Lan. He immediately became suspicious and quickly sent two little ghosts to the Wangchuan River to check on Yan Lan.

Not long after, the two little ghosts came back whispering all the way.

The King of Hell didn't want to show that he was looking forward to it. He sat on the top, looking down at the two little ghosts with a serious face, and asked, "Is the princess at the Forgotten River?"

Hearing the sound, the two little ghosts knelt down at the same time, pushing each other, and no one dared to say anything.

"Hmm?" The King of Hell snorted coldly.

"Return to the King of Hell..."

A little ghost saw that the King of Hell was about to get angry, and quickly replied: "Princess... She is by the Forgotten River..."

Seeing the two little ghosts so nervous, the King of Hell frowned and guessed, "But she's doing it again?"

"No no……"

"No……"

The two little ghosts waved their hands hurriedly. They were nervous, but there was another reason!
"I arrived at the Forgotten River and saw the princess helping Meng Po distribute 'Meng Po Soup'!"

"Yes, yes, yes. And, I heard from the ghosts in the Forgotten River that the princess has not lost her temper in the past two days, and she has even put away the 'Ghost Whip'."

"When the princess was talking to Meng Po, there was a smile on her face... I wonder if she heard some funny joke..."

"I can still see the princess' smile in my lifetime. Ah... I have no regrets in my death!"

"Wake up! You've been dead for a long time..."

As the two little ghosts were talking, they actually started chatting in front of the King of Hell.

"Go down!" said the King of Hell.

After hearing this, the two little ghosts stopped talking, turned around and left the hall.

The King of Hell also knew that with Yan Lan's temper, she would definitely quit in two days. But after a few days, Yan Lan was still obediently accepting the punishment from Meng Po, which was really strange.

To find out who is right and who is wrong, the King of Hell decided to go and see for himself.

……

By the Forgotten River.

Meng Po was tired after a day's work and finally had time to sit down and rest for a while.

Xia Yu took an empty bowl from the table, and then filled a bowl of water from the water pot beside him. He dissolved a pill in the water, handed the bowl of water to Meng Po, and said, "Drink a bowl of water!"

After hearing this, Meng Po was stunned at first, then she smiled and took the bowl of water from Xia Yu's hand. Without too much doubt, she took it and drank it all in one gulp.

There was no reaction at first. Xia Yu kept staring at Meng Po's old and ugly face, looking forward to the moment when the miracle happened.

"Princess……"

Seeing Xia Yu staring at her, Meng Po suddenly stood up uncomfortably and asked Xia Yu, "Why do you keep looking at me like this?"

"No..." Xia Yu turned his face away as if nothing had happened, but in his heart he was looking forward to seeing Meng Po become more beautiful.

Another few minutes passed.

Meng Po suddenly felt unwell, and her white hair instantly turned black. She seemed to have guessed something.

Her hair did turn darker, but Meng Po's body, skin and face not only did not get better, but became older.

"Mengba!"

Xia Yu found something wrong and hurriedly went closer to take a look at Meng Po's body. Her skin had become looser again.

What do you mean?
Isn't it said to become "younger and more beautiful"? Is this a scam?
Xia Yu looked at Meng Po worriedly, only to see her face change and her black hair turn white again.

"Princess, did you put medicine in the water just now?" Meng Po picked up the empty bowl she had just drunk water from and looked at Xia Yu in shock.

Originally wanted to give Meng Po a "surprise", but it turned out to be a "shock", and Xia Yu himself felt very angry.

This medicine of the ghost grandma is of little use. Who was the one who blew her cover in the first place?
"Sorry..." Xia Yu looked at Meng Po awkwardly and explained, "I bought a medicine from the ghost lady that can 'make ghosts beautiful'. I originally wanted to make you young and beautiful again. Who knew... her medicine is just a name for nothing..."

Although Meng Po was angry, she never expected Yan Lan to apologize to her. Besides, she really meant well.

"Her medicine is ineffective only against me." Meng Po sighed, touched her old face, looked at the old skin on her hands, and felt very upset.

The ghost lady loves beauty, so why doesn’t Meng Po love beauty too?
For hundreds of thousands of years, Meng Po has been tolerant again and again, but the ghost woman is still full of hostility towards her.

From the beginning, the "beauty pill" invented by the ghost lady was not intended for Meng Po. When she made this "beauty pill", she deliberately added some special medicinal materials to make the "beauty pill" have no effect on Meng Po.

Xia Yu understood the meaning of Meng Po's words. It roughly meant that the ghost woman's medicine was useful for everyone except her.

This is a case of “good intentions leading to bad consequences”!

Xia Yu wanted to make Meng Po younger, but accidentally made her older.

Yan Lan...!
"I'm sorry..." Xia Yu sincerely apologized to Meng Po. At this time, she even forgot that she was now "Yan Lan".

Meng Po smiled and said to Xia Yu in a friendly manner: "Princess, you are so kind, how could I blame you?"

As he was speaking, another ghost came from afar on the Naihe Bridge.

The strange thing is that there was no ghost escorting him, he went to the underworld road and crossed the Naihe Bridge by himself.

Xia Yu seemed a little guilty and nervous at this moment because he had just made a mistake.

The ghost came over, and Xia Yu served him a bowl of "Meng Po Soup" according to the work procedure.

He took the "Meng Po Soup", but looked at Xia Yu with a "meaningful" look and was reluctant to drink the soup.

Meng Po recognized the identity of the person who came and stood respectfully beside Xia Yu, secretly sweating for her in her heart.

That's not some little ghost, it's clearly the incarnation of the King of Hell.

After checking Xia Yu's work, the King of Hell finally showed up and called out to Xia Yu with relief: "Lan'er."

Yan...King of Hell!
Xia Yu was so nervous that the spoon in his hand suddenly fell back into the pot. He was stunned for a while and called out awkwardly: "Father..."

Finished!

Yan Lan said that the King of Hell would not allow anyone to help Meng Po!

Now that I've been caught red-handed, how can I give a more reasonable explanation?
"Father, I..." Xia Yu was speechless for a moment.

"Meng Po has met the King of Hell." Meng Po interrupted.

"Um……"

The King of Hell glanced at Meng Po, perhaps noting that she had aged a little, but he did not doubt anything.

"How has the princess been behaving lately?" asked the King of Hell.

Meng Po also spoke the truth, saying: "My Lord, the princess has helped me a lot recently. She is diligent in her work and deserves praise."

"Oh?" Lord Yan looked at Xia Yu with some suspicion and asked, "Really?"

"Ah."

Although Xia Yu didn't understand what he heard, he still agreed.

Work?

praise?

As Xia Yu listened to the conversation between the King of Hell and Meng Po, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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