The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

Warm beams of light pass through the window, and the beams seem to be covered with crystal clear bricks. It has no temperature, but it can bring warmth to the soul. The complexion of the person on the bed is gradually rosy, and the fingers exposed outside the quilt moved. YUXIZHENGLI

Yiqian put the cleansing bowl on the table, there was not much movement, he woke up and couldn't sleep well, thinking about Ji Nanfeng, he slowly sat up, put his hands on his bent legs, and rubbed his sore temples with his fingers.

"Young Master Ji, you're awake. You're sweating, and the remaining poison is cleared away quickly. The water monk who cleans the face is on the table. The breakfast monk asked someone to leave a copy in the dining room. The monk still has morning classes, so I will leave first." Yiqian is polite to everyone, neither close nor indifferent.

"Put the quilt aside. The little monk is tidying up when he comes back. This meditation room is for the little monk and a few juniors to copy and read scriptures together. The juniors are cleaning the Sutra Pavilion and will not come here for a while. You can rest assured that no one will come here." People come to disturb you."

Recalling a few words before, I put the bottles and cans on the table into the tray, put them back in the closet, finished it on my own, and was about to go out.

"Wait a minute!" Ji Nanfeng's head was half dazed and half awake. He swept off the quilt, quickly blocked the door, and stopped Yiqian: "Little Master Yiqian, dare I ask where is your lower body? Linger... ... and where is the Ninth Princess who is on the next road?"

Yiqian put his palms forward: "Amitabha. Don't worry, Mr. Ji, the princess is safe and well. If you are not mistaken, you are with the Ninth Prince. As for you, son, you are more poisoned than the princess, and you are slow to take the antidote for a while. The little monk suggests You take a short rest to prevent your body from being overwhelmed by the rush."

"It's fine if there's nothing wrong, then, you saved us?" Ji Nanfeng asked with the tips of his fingers on his brows, trying to drive away the restlessness.

Yi Qian's eyes were cold, and he was slightly displeased with Ji Nanfeng blocking his way, he said indifferently: "It's nothing to do with a little effort."

"Master Ji, can you let me down, the monk's morning class is about to start." A screen of refusing to communicate, Yi Qian was half a head taller than Xi Mojiu, and he looked down at Ji Nanfeng, giving people a slight sense of oppression .

It's impolite to block the way for no reason, Ji Nanfeng gave up his seat, and said before Yiqian pushed the door: "Last question, what kind of poison am I suffering from?"

"Thousand poison powder."

"Colorless, salty, the poison will develop after half a quarter of an hour, and the whole body will be weak. If you exercise, the poison will accelerate. If you take too much, you will die of pain within an hour, and the lesser will stop breathing in a coma within three hours." Yiqian explained it generously, and in the end he still named the person who made this poison: "It was made by poisonous hands."

"So that's how it is. Don't say thank you, and those who are useful in the future, just ask."

"No need." Yiqian refused in seconds, exactly the same as the answer to Mo Ling: "I didn't just save you for nothing, but I had an appointment first, and I had to follow it."

The ancient door opened and closed, Ji Nanfeng was thinking while dressing beside the bed.Roughly sort out three words.

Accident: The two traveled one after another; Coincidence: Mo Ling married the Ninth Prince, and he met the Fifth Prince; Killed: The supernatural being and ordinary assassin who attacked them.

All the past is like a series of lines, a chessboard operated by people behind the scenes, and there is always something forcibly tied them together.

Ji Nanfeng folded the quilt, and Yiqian politely said that there is no need to tidy it up, but out of politeness, he still had to show it, even though the quilt became weird under his careful tidying.

"They?" Xi Mojiu asked, recalling the scene he saw last night, he stood aside knowingly, and waited for Mo Ling's next performance, it would definitely refresh him without thinking about it.

Mo Ling scratched his head: "There are some things that I don't want to keep from you."

Mo Ling squatted down and stroked the leaves of the grass, his blue pupils were clearer than the sky, and the green light spread in all directions, like fireflies in the night and elves in the day.

"Please tell me the way back to Tianyin Temple." Mo Ling asked silently in his heart.

A row of grasses at Xi Mojiu's feet swayed happily, and Mo Ling smiled and said, "I found it. Follow the grasses, they will talk to me in their hearts."

It was not the first time to see a strange phenomenon, Xi Mojiu was no longer surprised, he looked at Mo Ling with burning eyes, and Mo Ling's pupils turned back to black.

Pupils are generally black, brown, and brown, and other colors were uncommon in ancient times.In the past years, there were quite a few foreigners who paid tribute. Xi Mojiu was located under the emperor's knees. He had seen green pupils and yellow pupils before. At that time, the people who saw them felt strangely uncomfortable, but when he saw Mo Ling, he was fascinated by the mystery contained in these blue eyes attract.

Following the instructions of the plants, Mo Ling encountered a clear stream on the way. Thinking of Xi Mojiu's hesitation, Mo Ling couldn't wait to leave Xi Mojiu to check.

The appearance of the person in the water was familiar yet unfamiliar, Mo Ling, who had finally gotten used to the original owner's appearance, covered his face in a daze, he didn't know how to describe his mood.

Lost and found?Mo Ling blinked, and the people in the water did the same.

"Xi Mojiu, aren't you surprised that I changed my face?" No wonder Xi Mojiu would be stunned, and if it was a stranger, Mo Ling would also be stunned.

Before and now are like, one is in the sky and the other is in the ground.

Xi Mojiu squatted down with him, and another person was added to the water. The man with extraordinary bearing gazed affectionately at the pitiful young man.

A couple made in heaven.

"I'm not surprised, they're all my Ling Ling. Whatever Ling Ling looks like, whether it's beautiful or ugly, I love it."

Mo Ling curled his lips, and muttered softly: "At least let me be a little surprised."

"Jiu'er, in fact, this is my true form now. My true identity... Alas, I may not be able to tell for a while, but I will tell you everything."

"it is good."

I don't know when they woke up, but Mo Ling was actually very anxious to go back to the temple. He was worried about Ji Nanfeng's situation, recalling what he said before, but he was really worried about handing Ji Nanfeng over to someone who didn't know the details.Just now his eyelids had been twitching, his heart was flustered, and he was afraid that things might change.

Walking out of the forest in front of the cave, Mo Ling and Xi Mojiu went into the denser forest. The tall trees shaded the sun, and their vision was dim. Mo Ling suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and he grabbed Xi Mojiu by the sleeve: "Jiuer, I have an ominous premonition. Ever since I entered this forest, my heart has been tight."

"It's okay, I'm here." Xi Mojiu held his ice-cold hand.

The deep mountains and old forests already give people a gloomy feeling, especially the pair of needle-pointed eyes lurking in the depths, Xi Mojiu sneered, he didn't want to scare Mo Ling, he tried to comfort Mo Ling as much as possible, and stay alert to the surrounding movement .

"How could it be?!" Mo Ling exclaimed, he released his spiritual power without giving up, but there was nothing, his body was empty.

"What's wrong? Zero zero."

"Auntie?! A few days a month!" The power was disabled when the phone was turned off. It was fine at first, but the connection with the plant was suddenly cut off. When Mo Ling tried to feel it, the power disappeared completely.

Mo Ling briefly explained the reason, Xi Mojiu glanced at the creeping place from the corner of his eye, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he calmly held the necessary short knife, and calmly encouraged Mo Ling: "It's okay, You don’t need to panic, Lingling, I’m trying to see if I can sense it. I’m here.”