The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1209 The Divine Liquid Has Moved
It was April, and she still needed to cover herself with a quilt to sleep indoors. Her right wrist was placed under the quilt, and the strong light from the water drop marks was blocked by the quilt, and no one saw it, and it did not cause any changes.

Qiao Xiaomai slept until sunset, and it was Tong Sanlang who woke her up when he came back to the palace.

After sleeping for almost three hours, when Tong Sanlang woke him up, Qiao Xiaomai felt his whole head was in a daze.

Seeing this, Tong Sanlang stretched out his long arms to help her up, "Give me a towel, and I'll wipe your face."

Qiao Xiaomai leaned on his shoulder, and when he heard this, his consciousness sank into the space, and he wanted to take out a wet towel.

The next moment, she sat up straight suddenly.

Her movement came suddenly, her head almost hit Tong Sanlang's chin, Tong Sanlang quickly dodged, got up and sat opposite her, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Xiaomai's face was completely sleepless, and her peach blossom eyes were wide open. When she heard this, she immediately stretched out her hand to grab Tong Sanlang's arm, "That drop of divine liquid! It's moved!"

Originally, the drop-shaped liquid had been quietly staying in the center of the pool, but now it was floating on the water surface. She realized that she entered the space and immediately discovered the strangeness, and then she tried to move the drop of liquid, but it actually moved. up!
"Really?!" Tong Sanlang was stunned by the news, and after reacting, he didn't have time to show a smile on his face, and immediately urged, "Take it out and have a look!"

Qiao Xiaomai hummed, put the drop of divine liquid into the small bottle that contained the divine liquid before, and then took out the small bottle.

As soon as the bottle is taken out, the refreshing fragrance immediately fills the whole room.

Tong Sanlang's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "Take it back!"

No need to check, it just tastes the same as the drop he ate back then.

And the situation is the same when it is taken out, just uncover the bottle, and the whole room is full of fragrance.

This is not the bedroom of Mai Yuan and his wife, this is the apse of Da'an Palace!
If Yang Wenxiao could smell this, then he and Qiao Xiaomai would not be able to tell.

Qiao Xiaomai obviously thought of this, she hurriedly put the bottle back into the space, and then began to sniff vigorously, "Hurry up, hurry up, suck this fairy air into your nose!"

Taking a sip of immortal energy is definitely worth drinking a month of spiritual spring water, and it can also destroy evidence.

But he didn't dare to open the window to diffuse the smell, it would be terrible if Yang Wenxiao smelled it.

Then the husband and wife inhaled hard like two idiots, and Tong Sanlang relied on his lightness skills, sucking here and there, specially sucking the ones in the corner.

After a lot of tossing, the smell in the room was not so strong, and the two of them changed their clothes again, lest they also get the smell on their bodies.

After changing clothes, the two went to the kitchen to cook dinner.

With the release of the divine liquid, the big stone that was weighing on the two of them was released, and Qiao Xiaomai even walked briskly when walking.

The next day, Tong Sanlang went out of the palace again, and went to Jiweiju to find shopkeeper Hong to deliver a message to Tong Tiehu.

Now that the divine liquid has been obtained, the original letter should be burned and the plan cancelled.

Soon it was the day of departure back to Anping Village, and Qiao Xiaomai packed up a day in advance to salute. In the past few months, Yang Wenxiao has rewarded her with a lot of things. Last time, some people sent them back. This time, they still packed up a few carriages. .

This time, only Yang Wenxiao and Yang Zheng went to fetch the divine liquid, while Emperor Yong'an and Yang Hao stayed in the capital.

After everything is ready, the convoy sets off.

(End of this chapter)