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Chapter 1551

"What do you think of what happened tonight?"

Standing behind him, Daoist Beishenzi said, "It was not the fault of one person."

If it is not the fault of one person, it is the fault of all.

Just as Duan Muyi said, it is very easy for a person to die. With the pressure from all sides, plus Shen Xianchun's own ulterior motives, he naturally died of extreme anger.

Emperor Yuandong patted the railing beside him, looked at the dark night in the distance, and said: "The guest house is not close to the Cuihua Hall, if there is no one to help, Shen Xianchun will be killed if he can't get to the Cuihua Hall." The forbidden army stopped.

The most important thing is, who is the white shadow who seduces me and Lord Ross. "

Bei Shenzi said: "The forbidden army saw Mr. Di and Miss Duanmu on the wind and rain corridor."

The two seemingly irrelevant things are obviously inextricably linked.

"Moreover, Shen Xianchun offended them during the daytime flower festival today, and it was instigated by Her Royal Highness the Princess." Bei Shenzi continued.

Emperor Yuandong clenched his fists slowly, and said after a while: "Go and meet Duanmu Shenzhou yourself, and ask them what their plans are for Duanmuyi."

Bei Shenzi's heart tightened slightly, looking at Emperor Yuandong's appearance, he was somewhat dissatisfied with that Duanmu girl.

Speaking of which, Her Highness the Third Princess is really the favorite of His Majesty the Emperor.

Now that Duanmuyi made such a move, in front of the palace full of palace people and Lord Ross, he lost all face.

This was not only a slap in the face of Yu Yansu, but also a slap in the face of Emperor Yuandong.

Even if Duanmuyi is from Dikongxuan, he can't let it go.

———— I am the gorgeous dividing line———

It was ten days later that Duanmuyi saw Huocheng Mountain again. A letter from the refining tower was sent to the palace, and Duanmuyi, who had been in seclusion for ten days, reappeared in front of everyone.

Ten days had passed since Shen Xianchun's death, and the news had already reached Shen Hui, the governor of the border. As for how outrageous that governor would be about the death of his youngest son, Duanmuyi had no longer considered it.

What she is anxious about now is that Huocheng Mountain has not refined the antidote she needs.

To be exact, it was only half the battle.

But the matter of refining medicine is extremely harsh, and it seems that half of the success is actually tantamount to failure.

"Among all the medicine refining secrets left by the ancestors, I have searched all over the way, but I can only make such a pill with a [-]% success rate." Huochengshan looked at the small pill in front of him and shook his head, " If this kind of pill is to be used in the most dangerous time, a [-]% success rate is not enough. You just wait a little longer, and I will find a way."

Duanmuyi looked at his white hair that had grown out in just a dozen days, and was moved, but she didn't want him to continue to bother.

She stretched out her hand to take the pill, and said: "Mr. Huo can take so much trouble for me, it already makes me feel uneasy.

A [-]% success rate is already hard to come by, so which thing in life doesn't have a [-]% success rate?

Just surviving is a choice between life and death. "

Huo Chengshan looked at her and sighed, "How did you come up with such thoughts at such a young age?"

Huochengshan naturally didn't know what Duanmuyi had experienced before.

"I have some problems in refining medicine, and I have failed to discuss with Di Kongxuan, so I want to ask Mr. Huo for advice." Duanmuyi changed the subject.

The two talked until the evening, and when the old and the young raised their heads from the pile of books, a ray of sunset outside the medicine refining tower happened to cast into the room.

(End of this chapter)