Exile the entire clan? I made a fortune from planting

Chapter 434: Restless

Wang Kunyao also seemed surprised by this incident: "I didn't expect Prince Xie to be as unreasonable as I imagined."

"Aying is his cousin, so it's only right that she comes to take care of her. Others may not have such a good life."

Zheng Xiangyi is not so optimistic.

If Prince Xie was really so easy to talk to, others wouldn't call him 'Jade Faced Yama' in private.

Ji Changying was a little distracted, but in this moment, she scanned around with her mental power and couldn't find the figure.

"Aying, what's wrong with you?" Ji Minghao stood in front of her and looked at her for a long time without speaking, and asked her worriedly.

Could it be that Prince Xie said something unpleasant?

This is not impossible.

After all, originally the queen only had one princess, his mother, and now a relative suddenly appeared. Maybe... he felt uncomfortable?

Ji Minghao frowned, thinking messily in his mind.

Ji Changying came back to her senses: "It's nothing! The house here is tight. There are only two rooms now. How about we live in one room and you live in the other room?"

Wang Kunyao nodded: "Of course, it's pretty good not to live in a woodshed at this juncture."

When they came just now, they heard someone clamoring for extra money to change rooms!

I don’t want to think about all the people who came today, and who seems to be short of money.

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"How's the inspection going?"

Xie Siheng returned to the room where Prince Yongle was killed, covered his mouth and nose slightly and asked Yun Xiao.

"The deceased had no obvious wounds on his body, his expression was as gentle as if he was sleeping, and there were no signs of poisoning on his body. He probably died suddenly, but my subordinates found this among the hair on his head."

Yunxiao was covered with a scarf and wearing gloves, holding a black needle as thin as a hair. No matter the color, shape or thickness, it was indistinguishable from hair.

If you couldn't see the shimmer on it while twisting, you would almost be mistaken for it.

Chuan Qiong's eyes widened: "Dear me! As expected of you, you can pull out such a thin thing when it's stuck in someone's head?"

"Three generations of my grandfather's ancestors have relied on this to make a living. Don't use your level to challenge my cooking skills!"

Yun Xiao rolled her eyes at him, carefully wrapped the needle in cloth and handed it to Xie Siheng for inspection.

He carefully observed the needle in his hand. Such workmanship, texture and material could not be bought casually.

With a little force in his hand, the black needle not only did not break, but instead cut a thin line of blood on his hand.

Xie Siheng looked at the thing in his hand in surprise: "Xuan Tie?"

This little thing is actually made of black iron!

Chuan Qiong hissed, leaned forward, took the black needle from Xie Siheng's hand, and lightly pierced his scabbard, only to see the black needle pierce firmly in.

"It's really made of black iron! What kind of prodigal son did this?! Such a good thing is not used to make weapons, but it is used to make such a gadget. What a waste of natural resources! What a waste of natural resources!"

Chuan Qiong looked at the black needle and felt heartbroken and beat his chest. He wished he could kill the prodigal who made this thing with his eyes through this needle!

Xie Siheng ignored Chuan Qiong, who was going crazy, and looked at Yunxiao with a frown: "How did you discover this thing?"

If it were made of black iron, this thing could penetrate into a person's head with just a little force, and it couldn't possibly stay on the scalp. How did Yun Xiao take it off?

Yun Xiao was a little guilty, his eyes wandering: "It's not that I haven't found the wound. The more I couldn't find the wound, the more curious I became, and then I became more attentive. Finally, I only found a red dot on the top of my head, which was a bit suspicious. I will...I will...open the skull of Prince Yongle..."

Chuan Qiong didn't care to express his regrets. He gasped and rushed over to lift the white cloth covering Prince Yongle. When he saw the miserable state of the body, his hands shook and the white cloth covered it again.

He wailed: "It's over, I'm going to be involved in another book!"

Yun Xiao chuckled: "If there are too many lice, don't be afraid of being bitten. Our adults are so wise, powerful, and have extraordinary temperament. Isn't it just that they are scolded for a few times and even the corpses are not spared? This is not painful or itchy, what do you think? Right?"

"You're really good! You thought we didn't get scolded too much, so you came here with a few accusations. Now it's fine. No girl dares to come within three meters of us when we go out! From now on, if we are one by one If you beat me as a bachelor, I won’t let you go even if I’m a ghost!”

Chuan Qiong rolled his eyes angrily.

Xie Siheng was noncommittal: "Just take part."

Chuan Qiong felt sad: "It's better this time. We have offended everyone in the circle of nobles in the capital."

"The more this happens, the more stable our position will be."

Xie Siheng didn't explain any more: "Chuan Qiong, bring three bowls of water."

Chuan Qiong was stunned. Thinking of what Ji Changying said before, he put away the expression on his face and said with a serious face: "Yes!"

Three bowls of water were brought over without much effort. Xie Siheng dropped the blood drops on his fingers into the water one drop at a time, and then looked at Chuan Qiong.

He swallowed: "Do I really want to drip?"

Yun Xiao looked at Sichuan Qiong in surprise: "Is it possible that you and Sir... God! You actually have such a good fortune?"

Chuan Qiong looked at Xie Siheng's expressionless face and without daring to say anything, he pricked a drop of blood in.

Xie Siheng took out the water bowl again, bent down to take out a drop of blood on the corpse, and quickly pricked Yunxiao's hand to draw out a drop of blood...

The three bowls of water were all the blood of different people. Except for the different lengths of time for fusion, they all merged together without exception.

Yun Xiao has now understood this operation, and even Chuan Qiong was silent when he saw the result.

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Although the gate of Huangjue Temple is closed, there is no shortage of food and drink.

Today, a lot of fast food has been prepared to entertain pilgrims, but the temple, which used to be bustling with incense, is now full of impetuous people.

Many people were walking around in their rooms.

So did those who had no room to live in. They gathered in the courtyard and muttered.

"What do you mean by what the master said today?"

"Disasters come from the sky, and all living beings are devastated... What exactly does this mean?"

Although the sudden and violent death of Prince Yongle Bo was unsettling, after calming down, more people paid attention to the disaster star and the desolation of life mentioned by Master Huiji.

"Did you notice that half of what the master said when the young master went to report the sudden death of Prince Yongle?"

"What?"

"I know, I know! At that time, Master Huiji said: It's already happened now..."

"Just what? Has it been fulfilled? Has it already come? Has it already begun?"

"When the master was speaking, he looked in one direction from beginning to end. Does that mean that the disaster star came from that direction? Does anyone remember what direction it was?"

"It seems... it seems to be in the northeast direction?"

The most indispensable thing for people is imagination. Once you have it, some people will start to think about it later. Thinking of everything they saw during the day, many people can't sit still.