Star God stick princess

When the capsule was opened, the viscous tooth-colored jelly liquid inside slowly flowed out, and a herbal smell came out, much stronger than the outer shell just now.

But this smell, why doesn't it look like jade shirt grass...

Zhang Lan put a little bit of it on the tip of his nose with his finger, closed his eyes, raised his five senses to the extreme, and carefully distinguished them.There are a lot of ingredients in the pill, and the taste is a bit mixed. Jade shirt grass is a kind of herb with a strong aroma and high recognizability. It is easy to distinguish, but in his cognition, there is another herb that tastes very similar to it. It is called Sihuicao, but its effect is completely opposite.

Jade shirt grass has the effect of calming the mind and replenishing qi, but the gray grass is a hair product, like a stimulant in the spirit grass world, which will overdraw the essence of the eater. Ingestion can cause circulatory disturbance.Under normal circumstances, the Zhang family is more taboo about these things that violate the laws of physical work and rest.Zhang Lan had come into contact with it twice in his life, and it was only when his father forced him to recite the Daquan of Lingcao that he learned about it, so at first he didn't recognize that it was not a panacea, but a "poison" that harmed the body.

After sniffing again and again, the other ingredients in the pill can't be smelled too much, but the fact that it contains sarcophagus is already a certainty. As for the amount of the content and whether it contains jasmine grass, it is impossible to know without chemical analysis, but Zhang Lan Just understand that the drug is toxic.

He slowly opened his eyes, with a complex and heavy look on his face - Ares has been taking this pill for more than ten or twenty years, was it deliberately replaced with Sihuicao from the beginning, or was it later replaced by someone with ulterior motives?And who dares to harm him like this?

Ares watched him study his medicine without saying a word, and pulled off his hand with some displeasure: "What does it smell, it's very strong, and it's not what you want to take!"

Zhang Lan stretched out another clean and white hand to hold him, looked straight into his eyes, and asked seriously: "I ask you, who prepared these medicines for you?"

"Why do you ask that?" Ares frowned, "What do you suspect?"

"Answer my question first."

"Tsk," Ares looked away, "The queen mother personally supervised the research and development, and every time the efficacy of the medicine was increased, she ordered it, and the person who delivered the medicine was either she or Tennyson."

Empress?Zhang Lan fell into confusion for a while, because the empress seemed to care about Ares very much, and she was also her biological mother. She had no reason to harm Ares, but Tennyson had reasons to be suspected. But according to Ares's physical condition, he must have started taking the medicine mixed with cedar grass very early. How old was Tennyson at that time?As a stable prince, he doesn't need to be so cruel to his biological brother...

"The empress personally supervises, that is to say, in fact, someone else did the research and development..." Zhang Lan whispered to himself, and then asked, "Do you know the research and development department?"

Ares gave him a blank look: "The developer is the highest-level medical institution in Emperor Star, so you doubt their level and think that the medicine given to me is not good enough?"

Zhang Lan said: "If it's good, will you still get worse?"

Ares choked for a moment. In fact, he was not without suspicion. He also spent a lot of time investigating when he was a teenager, but found nothing. Instead, he accidentally knew that the empress had worked hard for his medicine, and almost every link was one by one. Follow up, for fear of mistakes.Because of this, he had to forgive the fault that the empress neglected him and caused the complication of luciferism.

Ares said in a deep voice: "Even today, some human diseases still cannot be cured. If you think they have no intentions, then there is no need. The research and development process is also carried out under the eyes of the mother."

"In case the empress..." Zhang Lan actually wanted to ask him if he had ever doubted the empress, or if the empress didn't recognize her at all, and was just supervising craftsmanship, but when he just asked these four words, he suddenly saw Ares' face was ugly, and he immediately stopped talking.

After all, no matter how he asked, to Ares, it seemed to be disrespectful to his mother.

There was some restrained anger on Ares's face, but after a while, he said: "You can doubt something, but it's best not to say anything until there is no evidence."

Zhang Lan felt that there seemed to be something in his words, and asked in surprise, "Did you doubt it too?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Ares saw that the animal pattern on his face was still not gone, and he was a little annoyed, so he went straight out. He was going to check out immediately, but now he can only wait here until the pattern disappears.

Zhang Lan told him to lie down and began to massage his scalp inch by inch.Zhang Lan uses the fingering method that he often massages his father, which can soothe the nerves, calm the mind and restrain the breath.Ares felt flustered when he touched him at first, thinking that he was teasing him, but gradually, he felt his body gradually calm down, and the animal pattern faded a little bit.

Ares thinks it is amazing. There are massage clubs in this era, but he has never felt Zhang Lan's fingering. He has almost no strength, but when his fingertips touch certain parts of him, he feels a warm current from the touch. The place floods the whole body.

"What is this?" Ares asked.

"It's still an exclusive technique." In fact, Zhang Lan reluctantly used some spiritual energy during the massage, which could relieve his dryness more deeply.

Ares sat up and looked at him steadily: "Have you studied witch doctor? Or ancient doctor?"

Zhang Lan shook his head.

"But you seem to understand very well, and just now you brazenly said that you want to cure His Highness," Ares asked incredulously, "Then have you thought of a plan?"

Zhang Lan lowered his head and thought for a while. He thought he had thought of it, but he might not be able to find the spiritual herbs he needed, so he had to reason with him: "Of course there is no specific plan, but the idea is already there."

That serious look, combined with Zhang Lan's young and handsome face, made Ares understand why the boss of the training class didn't take Zhang Lan seriously at first, because there was no convincing power at all!

But the appearance of seriously wanting to make suggestions for his illness is really cute, Ares said lazily: "Let's listen."

Zhang Lan was very serious, and said loudly: "First of all, you can no longer take this medicine casually."

Needless to say, Ares has long been working hard to reduce the frequency and dosage of his medicine, so he nodded in agreement readily.

"Then, you need to concentrate and gather your energy now, so you can't leak out your energy frequently at this stage." Because Ares's energy is not in harmony now, it's not that he lacks energy, but that he is too full of energy. What, isn't it even more refined!

"What is the leaked gold dollar..."

Thinking that people in the future don't understand these veiled and implicit statements, Zhang Lan had no choice but to say bluntly: "You can't ejaculate, at least not frequently."

"..."

Ares could still listen to the first half of the sentence leisurely, but the latter sentence directly made his face turn red and black.

A thing that was so comfortable and beautiful, in Zhang Lan's mouth, is either a strange term that has never been heard before, or it is as boring as taking an anatomy class!

"Other than that, I will give you this kind of massage every day. I may also make some medicinal soup for you. Well, I will pay attention to the taste and definitely not harm you..."

Ares didn't even bother to listen to what he said later, but just complained: "Can the second one be removed?"

"No." Zhang Lan resolutely looked at him in shock, and comforted him, "Twice a month at most, which happens to be the limit stipulated by the law. You see, even the law is on my side. You Don't be willful."

"..."

Zhang Lan thought for a while, and finally realized that he is still a young man with a fresh blood, and he has not practiced the Purification Mantra like himself, so his dissatisfaction is understandable, so he lowered his head and whispered hesitantly, " In this way, when you are well, we will have a discussion and increase the number of times..."

"..."

For some reason, Ares suddenly misses the mecha training ground so much!

He felt that there was a strong desire to destroy in his body now, and all kinds of inexplicable sweet and sour pains filled his heart, and finally all turned into a hostility, and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Then , to, less, increase, increase, to, four, times!"

"...Or, three times."

"Five times!"

"Well, three times."

……

The animal pattern has disappeared. Originally, Ares wanted to take Zhang Lan to visit Bellingham, but when Zhang Lan thought of the complaint from the wealthy uncle, he wanted to run back immediately. In desperation, Ares could only He crossed out the final itinerary on the small notebook again—he wanted to give ten bad reviews to the person who made the proposal at the beginning, and all the bad ideas came out!What a waste of youth and money!

When checking out, Zhang Lan saw the talisman paper he used last night scattered in the corner. Although it has no magic power, it is a Taoist thing after all. Based on the principle of not leaking, Zhang Lan carefully folded it and put it in a safe place. Put it in the inner pocket of the coat.

The two returned to Gaya together on the interstellar high-speed bullet train.

After returning to the dormitory, Zhang Lan checked the orders accumulated in the past few days one by one, only to find that the local tyrant uncle Hou was very anxious, but within half a day he made up a bad review and asked him to deliver the goods immediately.Zhang Lan was so rushed that he wanted to get into the kitchen as soon as he entered the house, but Ares couldn't help but let him take off the clothes first.

"The clothes are very expensive, what if you put oil and dregs on them!" Ares snorted, "My Highness is just lending it to you, just lending it to you!"

"..."

Well, sharpening a knife is not a mistake for woodcutters, and the clothes are really tight and not suitable for work.

Without further ado, Zhang Lan quickly took off his shirt in front of him, and when he was about to take off his pants, he paused again, then flashed into the bedroom, and came out in plain clothes a few seconds later.He didn't notice the disappointed face of Ares when he took the clothes and pants, and it was blown into the kitchen like a whirlwind, and after a while, there was the sound of oil in the pan.

Ares made a ferocious face in the direction of the kitchen, then reluctantly picked up the suit and turned into the room, but as soon as the door was closed, he plunged his head into the clothes and sniffed vigorously, um, as he thought , Zhang Lan smells so good...

Ten seconds later, Ares suddenly realized that he was doing something extremely stupid, and raised his head with a livid face.

I wanted to hang it up, but when I touched it somewhere, I felt something was wrong with the touch.Ares thought of something, felt in the inner pocket, and sure enough there was something.

When I took it out, it was a folded piece of paper.

He's not interested in spying on other people's privacy, but, Zhang Lan is his wife, so let's see what's going on!Maybe it's a love letter!

Ares opened it expectantly and found a bunch of strange patterns.He thinks he has a bit of artistic accomplishment, but at this moment he can't understand the meaning of the painting at all, but somehow feels familiar.

It's rare to find out a little bit of Zhang Lan's little secret. He took a picture of this painting with a bracelet, converted it into data and directly searched it on Starfield. This search took a long time.

The online matching rate is very low, and many answers are ambiguous. In the end, there are a few clues that finally give some pointers.

When Ares traced the clues to find what it might represent, his heart sank suddenly.

All the clues indicate that the painting that Zhang Lan secretly hid seems to be a kind of witchcraft, and it is forbidden.