On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

On the way to the secret guard's yard, Huo Changhe never let go of Yan Ruyu's hand.

He tried to stay calm, but his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He secretly glanced at Yan Ruyu more than once, secretly observing whether she was really okay and whether she was holding on.

Yan Ruyu noticed his gaze but pretended not to notice. The worry in his heart would never disappear unless he saw it with his own eyes and relieved it.

Yan Ruyu calmly discussed with him the move and the desired future arrangements.

Although the Shen Mansion was made luxurious by Shen Huaifu, there were some things that Yan Ruyu still didn't like.

This was not a good time to talk about this kind of thing, but Yan Ruyu wanted to use this light-hearted and pleasant topic to ease the atmosphere.

Huo Changhe listened carefully: "Okay, I'll remember what you said and will go take a look at it according to your preferences."

"Don't forget about mother. I have never lived in a palace before, so I don't know what she likes. This place was arranged by the Qian family's shopkeepers. Mother will definitely not be picky, but she will live here for a long time in the future. This is our home, so we should make her live comfortably."

"Okay, don't worry, I will ask my mother about this, and Chang Heng will not forget it either."

"Chang Heng hasn't been home for a while. Why don't we go and see how the school is going? If it's not too stressful, let him come back and stay for a few days. I'm sure mother misses him too."

Huo Changhe smiled and said, "No, mother enjoys quiet time."

As they were talking, they arrived at the yard. The secret guard had recovered and was doing a set of boxing in the yard when the abbot called Miaomiao and the great scholar to come.

As soon as he saw them, the secret guard stepped forward and bowed deeply to thank them for saving his life.

Especially the abbot, who was drugged and unconscious for such a long time, which moved the secret guards so much that they felt guilty.

The abbot helped him up and said, "No need to be polite, we are all family."

As they were chatting, Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu also arrived.

"How is your health?" Yan Ruyu asked.

"Very good," the dark guard was still in his tights, "I just had a round of boxing, and it was no different from before."

Yan Ruyu glanced at Miaomiao, and Miaomiao understood and stepped forward to let the secret guard check her body.

Take your pulse first, then unbutton your shirt and look at your chest.

"It is, no doubt."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "Abbot, show him the hidden weapon."

The abbot handed over the handkerchief containing the hidden weapon. Miaomiao took the handkerchief and opened it to take a look.

There were still those complicated totem patterns on his face, and his subtle facial expressions could not be seen clearly, but Yan Ruyu could still see the surprise in his expression at that moment.

Huo Changhe saw it without blinking and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Miaomiao didn't touch it with her fingers, but picked up the hidden weapon through the handkerchief: "This is the Soul Binding Nail."

The abbot subconsciously said, "I've heard of soul-stealing. What does this soul-binding mean?"

"It's the same thing, but there are still differences," Miaomiao explained. "Soul-stealing generally refers to taking away a person's soul. Without a soul, a person is like a walking corpse. But soul-binding is different. Soul-binding means holding the soul and restraining it, but not taking it away."

"But when the soul is captured, the consciousness of the person being captured is no longer under their control. The person who has captured the soul can instruct the person to do things when necessary, and return to normal when not needed."

The abbot blurted out: "This...isn't this hypnosis?"

Miaomiao asked: "Hypnosis? What is hypnosis?"

The abbot touched his nose and subconsciously looked at Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu took over and said, "It's a way of controlling people, making them obey orders and do things involuntarily. When they wake up, they don't remember the process."

Miaomiao thought about it and said, "There are indeed some similarities."

Yan Ruyu asked: "But hypnosis does not require inflicting wounds on people, nor does it require hidden weapons. How do you use this thing in your hand?"

Miaomiao raised the hidden weapon higher and held it to the light: "First of all, this nail is specially made. There are nine rings on the nail body and a small bulge on the top. The nine rings mean that everything returns to one. This small bulge on the top is the place of return."

"The second thing is that after this nail is made, it will be soaked in a kind of potion. This potion is specially brewed and is the key to binding the soul."

"Then the person who captures the soul must be a woman, and a woman with an extremely yin fate. She will go through rigorous training and screening, and you may not be able to pick one out of a hundred."

"These three are indispensable."

Yan Ruyu listened carefully and found it mysterious, but since she came here, she has seen enough mysterious things and it is not impossible for her to accept it.

"If this nail is only used as a hidden weapon," Huo Changhe said, "for example, if it is placed in a mechanism somewhere and someone is accidentally hit by it, what will happen?"

"This will only have the effect of the potion and the nails. You may feel dizzy, become obsessed with a certain thing, and get stuck in a dead end. People with weak willpower may also be trapped, or become extreme and stupid."

"If you are a person with strong willpower, you will also suffer for a long time, especially every time you think about it, you will feel depressed."

Miao Miao made the final conclusion: "In short, this is not a good thing, it is just a crooked thing."

Huo Changhe silently clenched Yan Ruyu's hand. No matter what, he didn't want it to happen to Yan Ruyu. That woman dared to use such a vicious method. Once he caught her, he would make her pay double!

The abbot looked at Yan Ruyu and thought that Yan Ruyu must be a person with strong willpower. When she had the attack, her face looked frighteningly pale.

Fortunately, everything is fine.

Miaomiao asked, "Where did the princess get this thing?"

"It was in the hands of the woman who was in love with me. She killed two secret guards and put this thing on the corpse. When I put the corpse down, I was not careful and was stabbed."

Miaomiao was shocked and stepped forward and said, "Princess, let me take your pulse!"

The great scholar was at a loss for a moment: "Is there any good solution?"

Yan Ruyu did not refuse and asked Miaomiao to take her pulse.

Everyone stopped talking and waited nervously for the result.

Miaomiao's expression gradually became surprised: "This... the princess is not seriously ill."

Yan Ruyu said: "At first I was indeed upset and a little out of control, but I am also a doctor. After realizing that something was wrong, I treated myself."

Miao Miao sincerely admired: "Princess, your medical skills are really excellent. I admire you."

Huo Changhe finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Miaomiao's diagnosis.

"This matter has come to an end for now," Yan Ruyu took the hidden weapon from Miaomiao, "but this woman must be caught."

The secret guard saluted and said, "Your Majesty, I am fine now. I want to join my brothers in avenging our dead brothers."

"That's fine. Go back and look for the silver ingots. He will arrange it."

"Yes."

After leaving the yard, Huo Changhe finally felt relieved.

"There is one more thing, about Zhao Yan..."

Huo Changhe was just about to tell Yan Ruyu about his encounter with Zhao Yan in the street alley when footsteps were heard from the other side of the Moon Gate.

Zhao Yan walked in quickly: "My Lord, Princess, I have something important to report."