A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

After finally getting rid of this basket of troubles, Wu Qing yawned and turned around to go back and hug her amiable bed. However, after taking a few steps, she frowned and turned around again.

Wu Qing stopped, and Huang Yin also paused. She frowned, ignored him, and continued walking forward, while the footsteps behind her sounded again.

Someone stopped again, and the footsteps behind him stopped. Then he started again, and the footsteps behind him started again. After going back and forth several times, she finally turned to face Huang Yin and pointed in the opposite direction: "Disaster, yours." The yard is over there.”

"I know." Huang Yin remained motionless and had no intention of turning around.

Is this called knowing?

Wu Qing's eyes turned bright white. Since he knew this, why didn't he get out of here?

"Disaster, there are no handsome servants in my courtyard." When she said this, her eyes turned sad. Looking at Huang Yin, she thought of the fine wine that was still staying in the East Palace!

Huang Yin didn't understand the rambling sentence and didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, Wu Qing's thinking was never something ordinary people could understand. However, his smile gradually faded, and Huang Yin's voice was deep: "Xiao Qing'er, there are some things you must know."

"Huh?" Wu Qing made a nasal sound, but saw that Huang Yin's face was no longer curved, and there was even a bit of solemnity in his eyes.

"It's cold outside, let's go inside and talk." Huang Yin said, then turned around and picked up Wu Qing and walked towards the main room.

In order to avoid being dug out by Huang Yin about the Moyan Pavilion, when he learned that Huang Yin was going to move into the palace, the four guardians had already left. There were no servants or maids in the main courtyard. It was deserted, but the garden was full of green flowers and plants. But it adds a bit of silence.

After entering the room, Wu Qing flicked her fingers, and the candles in the room lit up. She didn't have any consciousness of the host, and she didn't pour tea for others, so she sat down by herself.

Huang Yin was not a stickler for such things. After sitting down, he first asked: "Xiao Qing'er, do you still remember the Soul Forbidden Pill?"

As soon as the three words Soul Forbidden Pill came out, Wu Qing's heart moved. This thing was the culprit of the cold poison in her body, how could she not remember it?

Huang Yin felt relieved. Fortunately, this little monster who never took things seriously still had an impression and didn't tell him what the soul-forbidden pill was.

"Then does Xiao Qing'er still remember the effectiveness of the Soul Forbidden Pill?"

"Freeze the soul and force it to sleep." Wuqing blurted out, but she had already survived this disaster, and there was nothing wrong with her soul. The only problem was the cold poison. And the cold poison has been suppressed very well, and we are just waiting for the day when we find a cure. It won't be a big problem.

"Disaster, is there something wrong?" But Huang Yin would not deliberately bring it up for no reason.

"Xiao Qing'er, if the soul-forbidden pill was just like this, it wouldn't make people talk about it." Huang Yin shook his head and sighed, with a little worry on his handsome face, "I've been hit by the soul-forbidden pill." Dan’s soul cannot withstand reincarnation!”

Wuqing's eyelashes fluttered, and he thought about something for a moment. His narrow red phoenix eyes raised slightly and asked: "You mean, my soul will be broken with the death of my body?"

Huang Yin nodded. Since the Soul Forbidden Pill can scare people, there is a reason for it. The tyranny of the Soul-Forbidden Pill is beyond their imagination. Its damage to the soul is secretive and difficult to detect. It will not have any impact on cultivation, but it will crush the soul when the body dies, leaving the poisoned person with no possibility of reincarnation. .

Wu Qing pondered, that is to say, if she accidentally died again, if there was still a chance to resurrect the corpse, she would not be able to bear it?

Wu Qing squinted his eyes, and a dark color slipped across his eyes.

Shrine, there is another debt between them!

"Then what?" His thoughts jumped, and Wu Qing quickly accepted this fact with a traceless expression on his face. If Huang Yin told her this, there would be no further explanation, right?

A look of admiration flashed across Huang Yin's eyes. Being unable to be reincarnated was a bolt from the blue to anyone, but Wu Qing digested it in the blink of an eye without showing the slightest hint of timidity. Such a magnanimity was already unrivaled in the world. Thousands of people.

"The Soul Forbidden Pill can solve it." As expected, Wu Qing was disappointed when Huang Yin disappeared.

"But it's difficult, isn't it?" Wu Qing answered the second half of his sentence. If it were that easy to solve, Huang Yin would have thrown her a pill instead of dragging her into a conversation in the middle of the night.

Without denying it, Huang Yin said slowly: "The antidote to the Soul Forbidden Pill is more precious than the Soul Forbidden Pill itself. Even the Divine Palace does not have it, so it can only be refined again."

"I suddenly realized that this scourge of yours is not useless." Wu Qing said with his chin propped up. Huang Yin happens to be a doctor, a doctor with a high level. He would say this, which proves that he is sure.

After all, he's teased her so many times, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to refine an antidote for her, right?

The sorrowful thoughts were swept away, and a trace of helplessness seeped out of Huang Yin's empty eyes. After knowing that he was dead, he was immediately distraught. He was not sad, and even made a joke. Only Wu Qing, a monster, did it so naturally.

However, wasn't it precisely because of the little monster's maddening temperament that he kept approaching him again and again?

After calming down, Huang Yin continued: "I have prepared the basic medicinal ingredients, but there are still four flavors left. The four most difficult to find, Xiao Qing'er may have to wait a while."

"What four kinds?" Wu Qing asked smoothly.

Huang Yin originally didn't plan to say anything, but since Wu Qing asked, he mentioned it: "Resurrection Grass, Dragon and Tiger Blood, Blood Jade Fruit and Mu Linghua."

Soul-Returning Grass, Blood Jade Fruit and Mu Linghua are all elixirs that appear once in a thousand years, and they were born in either a dragon pond or a tiger's den. The Dragon Tiger is an ancient mythical beast, the descendant of the Divine Dragon and the White Tiger. Now it only exists in myths and its existence is a mystery. How can it be so easy to get its blood?

Not to mention the palace, even Huang Yin found these four medicinal materials troublesome. Even if Wu Qing knew about it, it would be useless, as he was afraid that she would really take risks for this.

"No wonder there is no antidote for poison." Wu Qing sighed suddenly, his peach blossom eyes full of sympathy, but more of a joke and gloating. The palace is so poor that it can produce the soul-forbidden pill. It’s already pretty good. The requirements can’t be too harsh, right?

"Xiao Qing'er, I will find a way to deal with these things, and you can just do your own thing with peace of mind." Huang Yin warned, with a touch of worry in her body that was mixed with the coolness of water mist and the elegance of green bamboo. Unlike before, if something goes wrong with Wu Qing, he will really be wiped out, and even he can't save it.

"You still expect me to look for you?" This time it was Wu Qing's turn to be surprised, staring at Huang Yin with glassy eyes in surprise. Isn't it in vain for her to go to something that is difficult to deal with even causing harm? How could this scourge have such terrifying thoughts?