Peng Qiongyu raised his eyebrows: "You mean, that priest might be my grandmother?" Before Li Xinran could react, he shook his head and said with a smile: "It's impossible. The appearance of the Nanyi people is very different from ours. Even after three generations, there won't be much change. Do you think I look like a Nanyi?"

Li Xinran looked at Peng Qiongyu. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. Except for the skin color, which looked a bit like a Nanyi person, he really didn't look like a Nanyi person in other places.

"It really doesn't look like it..." Li Xinran hesitated, then turned to ask Mr. Li, "Mr. Li, you said that his blood tastes very similar to the blood from Nanyi. What does that mean?"

Mr. Li stroked his beard: "I can't explain anything, I just think they are similar."

"Okay..." Li Xinran looked at Mr. Li and said, "Mr. Li, is there a kind of poison that can make the person who has been infected have his own consciousness, but can also listen to the person who cast the poison?"

Mr. Li frowned: "If you have your own consciousness, can you still listen to the bewitcher?"

Li Xinran nodded, and Mr. Li thought carefully: "I have never heard of such a strange Gu, but if you haven't heard of it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. If there are Nanyi people, you can ask them."

Li Xinran stood up and saluted Mr. Li: "Old Li, I wonder if you can ask your friends?"

Mr. Li shook his head: "My old friend passed away three years ago, and I even went to attend his funeral."

Seeing Li Xinran and the others frowning, Mr. Li changed his subject: "Actually, to see if he has been bewitched or not, you have to look at whether the person you suspect is in a different state in front of other people, or whether he is good-looking. Look at the person you suspect is a poisoner, and see if he has any bells, snare drums or other instruments in his hand that are light and easy to carry. Generally, the poisonous insects will only react after hearing the sound."

Li Xinran nodded slowly: "Thank you, Mr. Li."

Mr. Li waved his hand: "If nothing happens, I will leave first. If anything happens, just go and see me."

"Okay, Mr. Li, let's go slowly."

Li Xinran sent Mr. Li outside the yard. After watching his old but energetic body leave his sight, he turned around and went back.

"What are you thinking about?" Li Xinran smiled and looked at Peng Qiongyu, who was sitting in front of the stone table and was meditating. The latter looked up at Li Xinran with a serious face. After a long time, he said, "Do you think I am not my father's child?"

"Ah?" Li Xinran was confused, "What do you mean?"

"Look," he began to explain to Li Xinran in detail, "that woman only likes my father and doesn't like me. In other words, I am probably not her child, and my father is Han, not Nanyi. I have also seen the graves of my grandparents, and they are probably not from Nanyi, so in that case, it is unlikely that I am my father’s child.”

Li Xinran curled her lips, rolled her eyes and said, "Then why can't it be your grandmother?"

"If you grew up in fine clothes and fine food, would you be willing to leave home thousands of miles away to eat chaffy vegetables?" Peng Qiongyu spread his hands, "The next generation of priests that Mr. Li talked about is a person who can't endure hardships and sins." The little princess, in the storyteller’s words, the sentient being who is full of water can really only drink water to be full. By the way,”

Peng Qiongyu's face suddenly turned serious: "Having said this, I have to give you two instructions."

Li Xinran was a little frightened by Peng Qiongyu's sudden serious expression, and sat opposite him: "What's wrong, brother?"

"Brother, I know that you were badly hurt before, but you still have to pursue your own happiness. However, you can't be full of love. Even if you meet a really good person, you have to ensure your own survival first. Do you understand?"

Li Xinran laughed: "I understand, brother, please take care of yourself first, you haven't settled this bloody matter yet."

"Hi," Peng Qiongyu waved his hand enthusiastically, "When dad wakes up, just ask him. He has the most contact with my biological father. He should be able to remember my biological father's face. Then he will know what's going on. ”

Li Xinran nodded, and suddenly remembered something else, and asked: "By the way, brother, you said before that the Nanyi High Priest is coming with the eldest princess?"

"Dad said," Peng Qiongyu rubbed his fingertips as his fingers hurt, "It is said that the heir ran away, and the priest came here to catch him. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so miserable."

"Running away again?" Li Xinran said she couldn't understand, "Why do both of you think being a priest is a terrible thing?"

Peng Qiongyu spread his hands and said nothing more.

The brother and sister chatted some more about home affairs, and then went about their business.

……

City Lord's Mansion, Aya Courtyard.

Aya looked at herself in the mirror and was so angry that she almost tore the veil to pieces. When a slave came in, she made a loud voice. Aya was furious and ordered the slave to be dragged down and beaten ten times for disgrace in front of the tent.

The maids around her were all deliberately arranged by Xiao Yinchu. Normally, Aya might pretend to be, but with this kind of emotion, Aya couldn't help it. There was something wrong with the Gu worm. Lord Sacrifice It's coming soon. If Xiao Yinchu is not completely controlled before the priest arrives, then we should consider untying him.

After completely controlling Xiao Yinchu, killing Li Xinran was just a matter of hand.

It's just... Although Xiao Yinchu seems to have accepted the control now, what happened last time made Aya know that Xiao Yinchu still has the consciousness of resistance, and there is no way to completely erase it, so if he wants to speed up, he can only... Ah Ya bit her lip.

"Princess, the prince has sent someone." The maid said respectfully.

"Got it!" Aya was a little impatient. She thought she had caught a big fish, but she turned out to be a waste. She thought he could help her, but in the end, she was just a waste, not to mention that her brain was not very good. She told him It's really ridiculous to treat yourself as a goddess if you can cure your eyes.

After Aya mocked the virtuous prince in her heart, she straightened her clothes and walked towards the latter's yard.

At first, Aya wanted to control the virtuous prince and pave the way for his master's son. Who knew that the virtuous prince could not even control his own son because he was the father of the emperor's grandson in vain.

However, the closer she got to Xiang Qingyuan's yard, Aya gradually had an idea in her mind: What if after a false accusation, the virtuous prince was allowed to judge?Maybe he will make a judgment according to his own imagination. Anyway, it is not unusual for two civil servants and generals to die.

Thinking of this, Aya's footsteps became much lighter.

……

Huangsun Courtyard.

Xiao Yinchu let Dr. Meng give him injections and take medicine. Recently, Xiao Yinchu was always worried about going to court, fearing that Ayati would sneak up with her little bell and come up with something she didn't know what to think.

Just when Xiao Yinchu was thinking about various situations in his mind, Doctor Meng's resentful voice suddenly came to his ears:

"Your Majesty, can you relax?" His words were filled with bitterness, "I have already destroyed thirty silver needles."

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