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The sun's rays fell on the roof, and the black and ordinary tiles seemed to be shining like gold.

In the side courtyard of the son-in-law's mansion, the two sat opposite each other and shared breakfast peacefully.

"Do you know the forbidden power powder in my body?" Han Qing took out the contents of the tray, placed them on the table, and straight to the point.

Murong Bai shook his head, lifted the lid of the porridge pot, first filled a bowl full for Han Qing, then filled the porridge for himself, and said, "There are many secret medicines in the palace. I also restrained some of my strength, and there are no other special symptoms, so it is really difficult to judge which kind of forbidden power powder."

Han Qing sighed, and frowned sadly. In the spring of next year, Muyun and Beihan will fight again, and what should he do if he hasn't unlocked the forbidden power yet!

"Don't worry, after the meal, I'll make a list of all the names of forbidden exercises I know." Murong Bai said with a smile when he saw the disappointment on Han Qing's face.

Han Qing nodded, took a white flour steamed bun, dipped it in chili sauce, took a bite, and asked, "You can't go back now, Muyun, I'll find you a general in the imperial court."

Murong Bai shook his head, sighed, looked at Han Qing seriously with star eyes and said, "If I join Beihan, I will completely betray Muyun. I can't let the family continue to be ashamed, I'm sorry Hualang."

Han Qing frowned slightly, he had expected that Murong Bai would not join Beihan, and then persuaded: "Yu Lin, I will never force you to do things that are hostile to Mu Yun, nor will I allow others to force you .If you don't want to be an official in the court, it doesn't matter, then I will support you forever."

Murong Bai was very moved. He knew what Han Qing said, so he let go and said, "Give me some time to think about it."

Han Qing nodded, knowing that he would not join for a while and agreed, and said with a smile, "Come and tell me when you are ready."

The two skipped this topic, and Han Qing talked about Bei Hanjing's pregnancy again, worrying about what to name the child.

"Tell me, why should I name my child Han Li? No, if it's a girl, this name is too masculine, so I have to choose another one. Rong Bai, what name should I choose?"

Murong Bai held the big white steamed bun, quickly tore apart a small piece, and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes kept lingering on Han Qing's handsome face in deep thought.

Han Qing raised his head and asked, but saw Murong Bai tilting his head, staring at his face all the time, he began to feel uneasy, and couldn't help touching his face to check if there was something on it.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Seeing that his eyes were still glued to her face, Han Qing felt terrified at being watched by him, wondering if he was interested in her, so she couldn't help asking.

"Are you powdered?" Murong Bai finally asked aloud.

Han Qing's eyes widened in surprise, the steamed bun she was holding in her hand fell into the porridge, and she said in a low voice, "What am I doing with powder?"

"You haven't put on powder, why is it so much finer, whiter and tender, and the scar on your face has become lighter?" As if to prove his words, Murong Bai stretched out his hand to touch Han Qing's light scar on his left cheek.

"I'm fine to imitate some perverted men like you Muyun, what's the use of powder?" Han Qing slapped his cheap hand away in disgust, and touched his own scar, which seemed to be much smoother and shallower.

"Hey, where is the bronze mirror in your room?" Han Qing stood up abruptly, and before Murong Bai could reply, she broke into the bedroom by herself, looked around the simple room, and leaned closer to the big bronze mirror to take a closer look. Take a look at your face.

That mighty and domineering scar has indeed become thinner, smaller, and shallower.

Seeing the shrinkage of her uniquely masculine scars, Han Qing was so heartbroken that her heart was on fire, and she cursed: "Which bastard made my scars smaller!"

Han Qing frowned and thought about it. When she was rescued by Fan Moya from Muyun, her scar was still the same. Why did it shrink as soon as she came back? Could it be Bei Hanjing?

"No, I have to go to Bei Hanjing to ask for clarification." Han Qing turned around and left in a hurry, Murong Bai was behind, and hurriedly chased after him: "Have you finished your breakfast yet?"

"Don't eat." Han Qing stepped out of the threshold and shook his hand angrily.

Bei Hanjing was in the main hall, eating breakfast leisurely, and couldn't help giggling when she recalled Han Qing's good morning kiss in the morning.

Suddenly, Han Qing stepped on the Hot Wheels, rushed in angrily, slammed the table and asked, "Why did the scar on my face fade? You made it?"

"Uh, when you came back last night, didn't you tell me that you wanted the scar to fade?" Bei Hanjing said in a daze when she saw Han Qing questioning her angrily.

"How could I lighten the scars on my face!" Han Qing was furious.

"Uh, I didn't make it up?" Bei Hanjing hurriedly shook her head.

"Who?" Han Qing questioned with smoldering eyes.

"Wu..." Bei Hanjing huddled and said the first word, Han Qing immediately turned around and left, saying viciously: "I must blow up his Shengzi Mansion."

Bei Hanjing looked at Han Qing's far away body, sighed to Xiao Xiong, and said, "Beauty's heart, it's really a needle in the sea, shouldn't the scars of anger fade away yesterday, and the scars of anger fade today, it's really unpredictable... ..."

Xiao Xiong nodded approvingly, and said sympathetically, "The son-in-law's queer temper is getting weirder and weirder."

In less than a moment, Han Qing casually picked up a big knife from the mansion and rode a fast horse to Fan Moya's Shengzi Mansion.

"Fan Moya, get out!" Han Qing shouted viciously as he pushed away the astonished housekeeper and broke into the Shengzi's mansion with a big knife in his hand.

"Who is making such a loud noise in the Shengzi Mansion!" Soon the inside heard the sound, and a dozen indifferent guards rushed out with weapons and surrounded the menacing Han Qing.

"What are you guys, you dare to stop me, tell Fan Moya to come out for me!" Han Qing threw the big knife to the ground, slammed it hard, and cursed as if losing no battle.

The guards glanced at each other, and they all lighted up their weapons and greeted Han Qing.

Han Qing struggled to resist their attacks, and cursed: "A bunch of dogs beat me up, what a hero!"

"Han Qing, don't spit dirty. Today our [-] brothers will make you hungry." The leader of the guard, hearing Han Qing's words, raised the whip in his hand and threw it at Han Qing, angrily said.

Han Qing hid in embarrassment, and the others all came to greet him. As soon as Han Qing struggled to separate the long sword, he was attacked by someone at the bend of his leg. When the bend of his leg hurt, he knelt on the ground.

When the others were about to continue working, an order came suddenly: "Stop! You all back down."

Eighteen guards put away their weapons and retreated angrily.

Fan Moya hurriedly picked up his witch robe, stepped out of the threshold, helped Han Qing up and apologized, "I'm making alchemy inside, to release the forbidden power powder on you, why did you come here suddenly?"

Just as Han Qing was about to scold him, her gaze fell into his silver pupils. Suddenly, her heart beat faster, she lowered her head, and said shyly and angrily, "Don't you allow me to find you?"

Fan Moya held his hand, the corner of his mouth raised, and said, "It's just right for you to come, come and try the antidote of Jin Gong San."

It was Han Qing's first visit to his alchemy room, and he looked up at the huge alchemy furnace in the room curiously and said, "This alchemy furnace is really big."

"This alchemy furnace can not only refine herbs, but also refine people. I am refining the legendary pill of immortality." A secret smile rose from the corner of Fan Moya's mouth.

"Oh, are you still afraid of getting old?" Han Qing joked.

"No, I practiced for you." Fan Moya's slender fingers slid across his beautiful face, with deep nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

"I think you just like my stinky skin." Han Qing shook her head sadly and said with a sigh.

"No, if I only liked your face, I wouldn't have saved you by Muyun again and again. No matter how beautiful your skin is, without your soul, you're just a dead thing." Fan Moya took his hand and said In the words of love, Han Qingjiao glanced at him, her eyes were full of incredulity.

"Ah Qing, I'm telling the truth." Fan Moya's heart was numb when he saw him, he put his arms around his waist, and said affectionately.

"Hurry up and take out the forbidden medicine." Han Qing pushed him away and said, sitting on the stool and begging for it, refusing to accept his account.

"Okay, wait a minute." Fan Moya hurriedly brought out his newly developed antidote, and put it in front of him as if offering a treasure.

Just as Han Qing was about to pick it up and drink it, Fan Moya pressed his hand and said, "Don't worry, this medicine is hot."

Fan Moya sat down at the other end of the chair, picked up the jade bowl, blew cold mouthfuls, and fed it into his mouth.

After Han Qing finished drinking, Fan Moya hurriedly asked, "How is Dantian?"

Han Qing tried his luck, but his skills were still firmly locked. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly his intestines hurt like a knife, and he fell to the ground, rolling continuously.

"Ah Qing, what's wrong with you?" Fan Moya quickly took out the detoxification pill and fed it into his mouth.

Han Qing was dripping with cold sweat on the ground in pain, lying in his arms and said with a weak smile: "You Beihan, the number one master doctor, it doesn't work!"

"It's all because I'm incompetent. I couldn't undo the banning powder on your body, and it made your stomach hurt." Fan Moya said with deep self-blame in his silver eyes, biting his lips and saying in pain.

"It's okay. The biggest advantage of me is that I don't lose." Han Qing touched Fan Moya's handsome face with his hand, and encouraged him gently.

"Ah Qing, you're so kind, I will definitely release the ban on you." Fan Moya said as he pressed his face to Han Qing's sweaty palm.

Han Qing nodded, her narrow eyes were full of gentle trust.

Fan Moya touched the scar on Han Qing's face, and said with a smile: "It seems that the scar-removing ointment I practiced before is quite effective, and this scar will disappear after half a month of rubbing with the scar-removing ointment."

I don't know if this sentence touched Han Qing's heart, the cuteness in his pupils began to shake, Fan Moya just wanted to continue talking, but Han Qing suddenly pushed him away.

Han Qing got up shaking from the ground, his narrow eyes regained his usual cold-blooded and domineering, he pointed at Fan Moya and said in a cold voice, "What are you holding me for?"

Fan Moya was slightly surprised, he returned to normal, put away the intimacy on his face, and put on a trace of alienation, and explained: "My son-in-law, you just drank my forbidden power powder and got poisoned."

"Why are you so useless!" Han Qing scolded without thinking.

Fan Moya's face turned ugly in an instant. The Han Qing in front of him was simply too unlovable, but it was him who was so cute.

"My son-in-law, you also know that what you hit is Muyun's forbidden medicine. I don't have a formula, and I rely entirely on guessing the ingredients. If you don't want me to detoxify, you can find someone else." Fan Moya choked back coldly .

"You..." Han Qing was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Forget it, pay attention to me next time, don't let me be poisoned." Han Qing thought that if he provoked the shaman in front of him, he would be finished if he didn't detoxify himself, so he said softly.

"By the way, why did the scar on my face fade away? Did you mess it up?" Han Qing immediately became unhappy when she remembered that she came here because of the scar.

"Han Concubine, the scar on your face has faded, it's a side effect of ban Gong San." Fan Moya calmly made excuses.

"Why do my scars fade even after I drink the forbidden power powder? Why don't you say that if I take the medicine, the side effect is that I will give birth to a baby?" Han Qing naturally didn't believe Fan Moya's nonsense, she really treated him as a three-year-old child, easy to play with ?