The reborn princess has a talisman in her left hand and an invincible medical skill in her right han

Bai Yunhua sat nearby and drew some talismans that might be used.

She was reborn to take revenge, so she was destined to be in danger. She had to be prepared to deal with danger at all times. The talismans could be of great use, so she had to draw more to prepare.

After breaking the formation this time, the fog in her mind became a little clearer, and the spells she drew became more powerful.

When she heard the master's words, she didn't even raise her head and responded casually: "Maybe my aunt was thinking of her child whom she had only met once."

As she finished speaking, the pen in her hand paused, and the cinnabar from the tip dripped, destroying a piece of talisman paper.

She raised her head and looked at Kuang Xingchen: "Master, tell me, is my aunt's child still alive?"

Then she shook her head and smiled, feeling that she was stupid. If her aunt's child was not dead, where had she been? Damn it, who would make such a big deal?

After hearing this, Kuang Xingchen raised his head and looked at her meaningfully: "You have forgotten that your master, I, can tell fortunes."

Bai Yuanhua's eyes lit up: "Then let's calculate it?"

After practicing so many times, he still couldn't touch the pen. Kuang Xingchen simply took a rest and said, "Okay, then you go and find the birth dates of your aunt and the child."

So Bai Yuanhua went to the clan princess's room, exchanged a few casual greetings, and then pulled Bai Xiran, who had been teasing the young prince, into the courtyard.

She did not dare to mention the child's life or death. It was better that the child was not dead. If it was really dead, it would be exposing her aunt's scars.

She told Bai Xiran about her birthday on the pretext that she wanted to burn something to honor her aunt, and then mentioned in passing: "Oh, by the way, although I have never met my cousin, I also want to burn something for him. Auntie can Tell me his birthday and horoscope?"

Bai Xiran also wanted to burn something for her child, but unfortunately she was too stupid to think of this during her lifetime. Although she regained her consciousness after her death, she could no longer do it.

Now, when Bai Yuanhua mentioned it, she naturally agreed completely, and told Bai Yuanhua the child's birthday and horoscope.

After getting her birth date, Bai Yuanhua went back to find her master without stopping. When she saw King Li in the courtyard, she casually asked him not to go out for the time being, lest she would not see her master.

King Li smiled helplessly, controlled the wheelchair and followed her into the room. Then he picked up a book and sat to read. Bai Yuanhua and Kuang Xingchen sat on the other side and were busy working.

Kuang Xing pinched his fingers and was about to start counting. As soon as his mind turned around, he suddenly thought that this was a good opportunity to teach Bai Yuanhua fortune telling.

So, she started from the most basic and taught Bai Yunhua carefully step by step.

Bai Yuanhua was smart and quick to master it, but her magic power was still weak, and the things she calculated were specious. It was related to her aunt's child, so she didn't dare to play tricks, so she still asked Kuang Xingchen to do the calculations.

After Kuang Xingchen smelt a cup of tea, he sat down and began to tell fortunes with his fingers.

While waiting, Bai Yuanhua went out and asked Poria to prepare lunch, which would be ready to eat when the master was finished.

Kuang Xingchen was very fast, and Bai Yuanhua just came back and sat down, and she was ready.

Seeing the unspeakable expression on her master's face, Bai Yuanhua's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the child was really dead?

However, it’s already a fact, it’s just a confirmation, it’s no big deal.

Fortunately, she didn't tell her aunt.

Bai Yuanhua went over and poured a cup of tea for Kuang Xingchen: "It's good to have confirmed it, at least I won't think about it anymore."

Kuang Xingchen held the tea cup and smelled it before saying, "I haven't said anything yet, what are you confirming?"

"Confirm aunt's child..."

"What happened to my child?"

Bai Xiran's voice came from outside the door, and he was in front of Bai Yunhua in the blink of an eye, grabbing her shoulders and looking at her with burning eyes.

She suddenly felt that something was wrong when he asked her for her child's birthday and horoscope. Fortunately, she came along.

"Hua'er, what do you think happened to my child? Is his soul also trapped somewhere and unable to be reincarnated?"

I originally wanted to hide it from my aunt, but I didn't expect to be caught.

Bai Yunhua was a little speechless: "I..."

Seeing Bai Yuanhua's expression of pain after being caught, Kuang Xingchen quickly waved his hand: "Hey, hey, let go of her first. She doesn't know anything. I'll tell you."

Only then did Bai Xiran realize that he had scratched Bai Yunhua in pain. He quickly let go of Bai Yunhua and rubbed her. Then he quickly floated to Kuang Xingchen, held her hand, and looked at her pleadingly. Her: "Okay, tell me quickly."

It's already this time, and Kuang Xingchen doesn't hold back anymore: "Your son is not dead."

Bai Xiran thought he heard wrongly: "What did you say?"

"Your son has not yet finished his life and is still alive in the world."

Seeing Bai Xiran's eyes light up with ecstasy, Kuang Xingchen guessed what she wanted to ask next and quickly raised his hand to stop her.

"But, there are buts. I am now in a soul body and my skills are limited. I can't figure out where he is. However, please relax. His destiny is very good, and he is destined to be rich and powerful."

Kuang Xingchen raised his eyebrows at the two of them: "You're so expensive!"

Bai Xiran's expression paused for a moment, and then he laughed again, and then he cried.

Being rich and powerful is secondary. What's important is that her child is still alive. But where is her child?

She wished she could appear in front of her son now, take a look at him, touch him, and tell him that she missed him day and night.

Bai Yunhua helped Bai Xiran sit down: "Aunt, don't worry, it will be easier if you know that your cousin is still alive. My cousin is destined to be rich and powerful. No one can be more valuable than Jinling City. Master has repeatedly emphasized that if my cousin is a noble person, it means that my cousin will definitely come to Jinling City and make a big splash, and we will definitely be able to meet my cousin by then."

Kuang Xingchen snapped his fingers: "Hey, hey, he's so smart."

Their master and apprentice really have a better and better understanding of each other.

Although she can do calculations, there are some things that cannot be leaked. When she was a human, she would be punished by God if she leaked secrets. What's more, she was just a wisp of ghost now. If she was noticed by Heaven, a thunderstorm would come down, and she would be punished by God. She was beaten to the point where her soul was shattered, wouldn't that be so sad!

If she is gone, what will happen to the little disciple? What about mom and dad?

At this moment, Bai Yuanhua suddenly understood the reason why her aunt did not reincarnate. Firstly, it might be because of the magic circle that trapped her, and secondly, most of the reasons must be because her aunt had an obsession in her heart and wanted to get something. Do you know whether your child is alive or dead?

Now that the aunt knows that her child is still alive, she is definitely not willing to be reincarnated, because the aunt is waiting for the day when mother and son meet.

This is my aunt’s new obsession!

Suddenly, a vague idea flashed through Bai Yunhua's mind, so fast that she almost didn't notice it.

She thought hard all night, and until the next day when the sky turned white, she didn't even think about what that thought was.

She didn't sleep all night, and her eyelids were so sleepy that she simply stopped thinking about it and lay down to sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, she suddenly thought of something. She immediately got up and ran to the desk outside without putting on her shoes or coat.

She once drew a portrait of her aunt. She drew the talisman here yesterday and then put the portrait away casually.

She rushed to the desk, pulled out the portrait from a pile of talisman papers, spread it out on the table, and carefully looked at the face of her aunt in the painting, from her eyebrows to the corners of her mouth, she looked at every detail.

After reading it over and over again, she imitated her master, snapped her fingers, and smiled: "I thought of it."