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Ning Bin was startled, but before she could refuse, the little palace maid had already meekly lowered her head in front of her, revealing a smooth and slender neck, looking completely harmless.

Wei Chenfeng added: "Although this woman is a kind-hearted doctor, she is so bold that she uses her humble body to tarnish the noble body. If your Majesty finds out, he will not let her off lightly."

Du Manzhi thought to herself, you have a lot of dramas, so I will cooperate with you in them.

She quickly pretended to be frightened and kept a low profile, and kept apologizing to Ning Bin.

Ning Bin looked a little soft-hearted, "This..."

"Please give me a chance to atone for my sins! I have been practicing medicine with my elders since I was a child. My specialty is Qian Jin Ke, and I have cured dozens of women suffering from body colds."

Du Manzhi made random nonsense, but her expression was steady, and anyone who looked at her felt that she was honest and sincere.

Ning Bin still hesitated.

Until the little palace maid came up and whispered something.

Her expression relaxed, as if she had made a big decision: "Okay! Then come with me."

"Thank you for your appreciation!" Du Manzhi turned to Wei Chenfeng, "Thank you Lord Qiansui!"

Another wink.

His eyes quickly flashed past the princess.

Wei Chenfeng nodded slightly.

The eunuch he called earlier had already come in. However, Ning Bin was a beloved concubine after all, not a criminal. They did not dare to send her back, so they could only persuade her nicely.

Ning Bin still refused to leave.

"Your Majesty is the one who is most important to your Majesty. She must also know how to worry about you." Wei Chenfeng stood in front of Su Su and refused to give an inch.

"Your Majesty has an order that if you meet someone who talks nonsense or confuses the public, you can immediately tie them up and send them to the official for disposal. Even those of royal blood are no exception."

Ning Bin spoke softly but refused to give up.

"But I only saw the princess being gagged, and didn't hear what crazy words she said. Master Qiantose, this is the inner courtyard of the palace, not your room. It concerns the princess's reputation. If we can't find a cause and effect, , please let Your Majesty personally decide."

"Your Majesty is already busy with state affairs, so why bother him with trivial matters."

"Master Chitose is joking. The princess is the only legitimate daughter of His Majesty and the late Queen. She has always been regarded as the apple of His Majesty's eye. How can her matter be a trivial matter?"

Their back-and-forth conversations vaguely determine Susu's future.

The atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Su Su, who calls himself the God of Creation, can't help but be afraid.

She suddenly hated herself for giving the villain peerless martial arts skills and a cold and unfeminine temperament.

The handkerchief occupied her entire mouth, and the foreign object irritated her throat, making her want to cough and vomit.

Don't ask why you didn't pull the handkerchief out yourself, because the damn eunuch had her on fire and she couldn't move!

Ning Bin saw from the corner of her eye that Su Su's throat was twitching and her face was red from holding back, as if she was about to run out of breath.

In a hurry, he unleashed a big move!

"I know that Mr. Chitose understands Your Majesty, but after all, Mr. Chitose has never been a parent. How could he know a father's feelings of protecting his daughter!"

Du Manzhi listened at the scene and called him a good guy.

Take asparagus.

Scolding the eunuch for not being a father is much more damaging than scolding the monk for being bald.

If a monk wants to return to secular life, he can grow his hair. If the eunuch cuts that thing, it won’t grow back!

Wei Chenfeng's face suddenly darkened.

Ning Bin knew she had made a mistake. As they looked at each other, she suddenly remembered all the terrible rumors about nine thousand years old, and her lips trembled uncontrollably.

Du Manzhi watched all this quietly, suddenly a little curious, if she reached out and pinched Ning Bin's lips now, would it also be cold?

No matter what, when this farce came to this point, Ning Bin took the initiative to take a step back.

She fulfilled Wei Chenfeng's wish and left.

Before leaving, Ning Bin borrowed the plum vase.

Her original words were to prepare a birthday gift for the emperor. She liked the plum blossom pattern on this vase and borrowed it to trace the flowers.

Su Su hasn't taken out the handkerchief from her mouth yet. Judging from the vicious look in her eyes, her good impression of Ning Bin must have disappeared in an instant.

Du Manzhi followed Ning Bin out of the palace gate.

Bathed in the golden sunshine, she squinted her eyes.

Ning Bin held the plum vase in her own hands, and the thin black mist kept flowing from her arms to the sky. Most people could not see this.

As soon as the black mist comes into contact with the bright sunlight, it melts like ice and snow, and disappears in a moment.

It is indeed an evil thing.

Black Coal Ball No. 2 has been taken into the ghost space by Du Manzhi, which is the source of the black fog. Therefore, before the team leaves this street, there will no longer be black mist floating out.

Ning Bin still didn't notice this change.

Apart from her abnormal body temperature and pulse, her words and demeanor still gave the impression of a normal, living person.

What really moved Ning Bin and made her willing to keep the little palace maid Du Manzhi pretended to be was that Du Manzhi said something in her ear:

"Do you want to give birth to a healthy child for Your Majesty?"

No matter the man or woman, as long as they talk about children, Ning Bin will immediately lose control.

Ning Bin was childless, but she was pregnant twice.

Neither of them were born.

Being given the title of concubine after she had no children was not only the emperor's favor for her, but also a kind of care for her two miscarriages.

Ning Bin is still looking forward to giving birth to a child, which shows that she is not aware of the abnormality of her body.

This trip is more worth going.

Du Manzhi said nothing and endured all the provocations from Ning Bin's men. She just thought that she was deaf and blind, hoping to enter Ning Bin's territory as soon as possible.

Ning Bin paid no special attention to her, focusing more on the vase. She felt something rolling around in the bottle, and she felt that she had completed the most important task of her trip.

Little did he know that there was only an ordinary pom-pom at the bottom of the bottle.

Those were the decorations on Du Manzhi's shoes, which she casually filled into the vase to pretend to be black coal briquettes.

……

After they left, Wei Chenfeng asked his men to rush Zhan Shuhua's nuns and maids into the side hall and lock them up.

There was no one else around, so he pulled out the handkerchief.

"How dare you do this to me..." Su Su was drooling and her eyes were red. "When I wake up, I will change the plot. I want to make the villain an ugly monster, and make him an eunuch! I will make you die badly!"

Wei Chenfeng sneered: "Is that all you have?"

Su Su had suffered losses and humiliation at his hands, and her beautiful face was greatly reduced in her eyes.

But when she thought about the different treatment this person gave her and the shameless book wearer, she felt so angry that her stomach ached!

Why would a person like that get special treatment if he went into her book and caused trouble like a shady mouse? And she created the character!

Su Su seems to have forgotten that the reason why the villain is a villain is entirely due to her character setting.

The reason why Wei Chenfeng became the black man she is today is that her 5,000-word biography must account for a lot of the credit.

She expects a character whom she has devastated to kneel at the skirt of her Creator and humbly express her gratitude to her? This is simply not realistic.

Su Su didn't know how many times she had recited "wake up" silently in her heart. The more she wanted to return to reality, the more she couldn't escape from this real and terrifying "dream".

She said bitterly: "I am an original, I can change it however I want. If you have the ability to torture me here, you have the ability to follow me to reality."

Wei Chenfeng was very disappointed: "I thought you could say anything useful, but it turned out you were just making noise."

He clapped his hands twice.

A young man wearing eunuch clothes came in. His face was yellow and his features were extremely unremarkable. It would be difficult to find him among the crowd.

Su Su suddenly had a bad premonition: "What do you want to do?"

Wei Chenfeng pointed at her: "How sure are you?"

The young man didn't answer and just walked to Susu's side.

Stretched first.

Continuous strange noises began to come from his body.

In less than a minute, he was as tall as Su Su.

Bone reduction surgery!

Su Su was stunned.

This was not considered top martial arts in her book, but as a modern person, this was the first time she had seen it with her own eyes!

After changing his height, the young man turned to face her again.

This time it was a horizontal change, and it quickly adjusted to a girth similar to hers.

Susu:! ! !

Can this also be reduced? !

The next step should be the face and skin.

Su Su's pupils were shaking: No, no, no, she is a princess, the villain wouldn't be so crazy as to peel off her face to make a human skin mask!

The young man smiled strangely at her and pulled off his withered yellow mask.

There were no bloody muscles or protruding blood vessels as Su Su imagined.

He had a delicate oval face, not particularly good-looking, but more dignified.

Wei Chenfeng kindly brought the bronze mirror and showed it to them one by one.

There is no difference between the young man's current face and that of Zhan Shuhua, the current Su Su.

The young man spoke, his voice delicate and thin, completely like a girl's voice: "Lord Governor, how confident do you think I am at pretending to be her?"

Wei Chenfeng laughed heartily.

"No..." Su Su shook her head in fear.

"You don't think that the human skin masks in the West Factory are all freshly peeled and made, right? Princess, Your Highness."

The long ending is extremely sarcastic.

Su Su's face turned red and white for a while.

She wanted to run, but her legs couldn't move.

I wanted to shout for help, but that damn veil was stuffed in again.

As soon as the young man put the aromatherapy box under her nose, she lost consciousness.

……

The words were divided, and Du Manzhi entered Ning Bin's palace during the day for the first time.

It is indeed the place where the beloved concubine lives, everything is of top quality.

The palace maids were all fed white and fat, like silkworms wrapped in brocade silk and satin.

They were talking about her.

"Who is that? He is dressed so plainly and ugly. Could it be that the empress had a kind heart and picked it up somewhere?"

"She was brought from the princess's palace. She said she can cure colds and she wants to nurse the queen back to health."

"It's so funny. The imperial doctor didn't even say that the empress has such symptoms, but she said this. Why did the empress believe her? Let go of me, and I will try to see how much she weighs!"

A fat girl came strutting over.

Before the words came to her lips, Ning Bin sent someone to announce it and asked Du Manzhi to go to the inner hall to meet her.

The fat girl waved her fist in dissatisfaction: "If you have the ability, let me keep you in there for the rest of your life!"

Du Manzhi still behaved softly, like a soft persimmon that anyone could pinch.

As they passed each other, the fat girl clearly didn't see her mouth move, but she heard a cold voice float into her ears:

"The little space inside...isn't enough for me to live in."

The fat girl screamed that she had seen a ghost. She couldn't hide and fell on her butt: "Who, who was talking just now?"

Everyone shook their heads, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

Just at this moment, the thin newcomer turned his face sideways and gave her a stiff smile.

The fat girl's eyes widened: No, this is wrong! When did this person put on blush?

This light and swaying posture in the wind seems to be like a paper man used for funerals!

……

Ning Bin lives in the back hall.

There is nothing wrong with the building from the outside. Once inside, the biting cold air spreads all over the body from the soles of the feet.

Du Manzhi seemed unaware.

The first abnormality she noticed was that all the windows were covered with paper.

Near the outside of the building are white papers, layer after layer. When the top layer is stacked, it is replaced by a whole sheet of black cloth.

This kind of black cloth feels very familiar to Du Manzhi - it is most suitable to be cut into strips of cloth, with a huge word "filial piety" written on it in white paint.

No light from outside can come in, so it relies entirely on the red candles in the room for lighting. With so many candle holders used together, the air must be heated.

On the contrary, the closer a person is to the candle holder, the lower the temperature becomes.

It's as if there's an unwelcome guest living on the shelf, sucking all the heat away.

Ning Bin sat in the back, her plain white face half blocked by the bead curtain, only revealing two lips that were so red they were bleeding.

"Little girl, you said you could help me give birth to a healthy child, right?"

Du Manzhi replied: "No."

Two cold lights lit up behind the bead curtain: "No?"

Du Manzhi corrected her unhurriedly: "I'm asking if you want to have a baby. If you want to have one baby or ten babies, I don't think it's a problem."

Ning Bin was so happy that she stood up immediately: "Ten?"

Like a classic love brain, she was spinning in circles, happily planning how many more babies she would give her sweetheart, whether they would be boys or girls, and what they would be called.

Ning Bin's skirt began to swell in the candlelight, and she grew taller little by little.

Du Manzhi wiped his eyes.

The candles crackled and the strange fragrance made her couldn't help but yawn and press the thin palace maid's clothes.

Ning Bin asked with concern: "Is it cold? Do you want to add some clothes?"

Du Manzhi politely refused.

But the other side insisted on giving it to her.

Then, a bright red gauze skirt fell to her head from directly above.

She looked up.

This reminded her of a classic movie she watched when she was a child. Fahai, the most handsome man in history, threw the red cassock. Was it a demon or his inner demon?

The red gauze skirt covered her face, like an oversized dragon and phoenix hijab.

Hearing is sharper when the eyes cannot see.

The slimy slithering sound was approaching her.

Then, a cold and twisted hand was placed on the top of the red cloth, corresponding to the position of her forehead.

The woman's voice was in her ear, like a lover's whisper:

"Little girl, you made a wrong bet... Being a human being is no fun at all, and having children is no fun at all. You shouldn't step into my palace."

"Now that you're here, your people and your heart are mine."

Du Manzhi lowered his head.

The dark and smooth tentacles flashed against the hem of her skirt.

She lifted one foot.

Tick, tick, the soles of the shoes were covered with strange mucus and slowly slid to the ground at an angle.

Because the place she stepped on was not white jade floor tiles, but layers of dark red meat.

If you step on it hard, bright red meat juice will spurt out.

Behind him, a woman with the same face as Ning Bin stretched out her arms.

Two-meter-long arms were wrapped around her, as soft as two strips of black satin, tightly wrapping the prey that had fallen into a trap.

"You smell so good..."