Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

Suhexiang Pills have the effect of opening the orifices with fragrance, promoting qi circulation and relieving pain. Almost at the same moment when the slightly bitter and astringent aroma dissolved between Da Liufei's lips and teeth, her breathing became much smoother.

Zara had only half-way through howling when she saw her grandmother's face improve, and she couldn't help but grin and was about to laugh. But she had been crying too hard before, and couldn't get back to her emotions, so half of her face was crying and the other half was laughing, which was very ugly.

He knew that he looked ridiculous, and suddenly there was a handkerchief in his hand, so he subconsciously used it to wipe his face. After wiping, he opened his eyes and found that the person who saved his grandmother and handed her the handkerchief was a young foreign woman.

Even though he was used to his aunt Sen Jiang Zhumu's stunning beauty, and even though her clothes were not the Lingguo style he was used to, Zara still felt that the woman in front of him was too beautiful.

If the osmanthus fragrans is a blooming flower, then she is a quiet lake.

The beauty of the lake helped Concubine Da Liu to sit up, patted her back to relieve her breath, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she opened her eyes, and told everyone to send Concubine Da Liu back to the house to rest. She saw him still standing there stupidly, nodded slightly, and said to him with a clear and charming look: "I said she will wake up."

The color of water, the light of sky and the shadows of clouds suddenly hit her in the face, and Zara felt like she was going to faint.

In the distance, Wen Jiao raised her chin in Zara’s direction: “Him?”

Yuan Tiangang nodded.

Wen Jiao pondered and said, "I remember Jiacha mentioned that his son is two years younger than the princess..."

If it works, it would be a perfect match. And this thread was tied by Jia Cha himself when he was alive.

Outside the Ling Kingdom City, in order to accommodate the noble Tang princess who came from afar, Rongcha General led a thousand warriors with magic and spent three days and three nights to build a Tang City. Now he sent his personal army to temporarily station in the city.

As soon as Wen Jiao entered the courtyard assigned to her, she saw two children chasing and playing like little cannonballs. One of them accidentally bumped into her arms and bared his teeth threateningly: "Get out of the way, you bitch! Don't block the road!"

The red-haired lion strode over, lifted the child up by the waist with his tail, and roared, "I've told you so many times, you have to call her Taoist priest and call me Aunt Huo!"

The child was in mid-air, kicking his feet wildly: "My aunts are the eldest and second princesses of Baoxiang Kingdom, not lions!"

Another child rushed over and headbutted Huo Ling'er's leg, which bounced back. He kept hitting her again, but was bounced back again. Then he simply hugged one of her legs and tried to pry it apart: "Let go of my brother!"

Huo Ling'er was so anxious that she could only pretend to be angry and bared her teeth to scare them: "Be obedient! If you don't obey me, I will swallow you up in one gulp!"

The two cubs didn't believe her timid threat, and threatened her instead: "Let us go quickly, or my father will know what you did to me, and he'll make your head into a braised lion's head and eat it!"

Wen Jiao held her forehead.

On the first day after returning, she understood why Fengji was unwilling to take care of Baihuaxiu and Huangpaoguai's children. These two children were really worthy of their half-Kuimu wolf bloodline, and it was a bit too weak to describe them as "wild and untamed". To be more precise, they were like a thousand ducks and a thousand huskies, who could find new things to chirp from morning to night, making people's heads buzz.

Whether it is Yuan Tiangang, Feng Ji, Wen Jiao or Huo Ling'er, they were all used to living a quiet life and have been tortured badly in the past few days.

Even so, Yuan Tiangang named the older one "Bi Xie" and the younger one "Zhen E". Wen Jiao thought that one of them should be named "Zhen Chao" and the other "Zhen Nao".

Just when Wen Jiao was considering whether to use a spell to immobilize the two brothers, the savior arrived. Wu Meiniang, dressed in rouge and holding a book, stood at the gate of the courtyard and said in a loud voice: "Uncle Huo, this is not the way to discipline children. In my opinion, you need to prepare three things."

"What is it?" Huo Linger was overjoyed and asked quickly.

"A whip, a hammer, and poisoned wine." Wu Meiniang said in a clear and crisp voice.

The two children shuddered.

Wu Meiniang continued, "If they are disrespectful to their elders and roaring in the court like now, they should be punished with 100 lashes each to teach them a lesson. If they still refuse to obey, break their legs with a hammer, make them stay in bed for a month, and only eat bitter vegetable soup for every meal, so that they can reflect on themselves. If they still behave stubbornly, just kill them with a cup of poison wine each."

Isn't this the three strategies for subduing the lion that she presented to Li Shimin? Wu Meiniang even adjusted the last dagger into poison wine according to the physical conditions of the two cubs.

She really made me cry to death.

Wen Jiao suppressed her laughter.

The two children trembled, and the younger one even forgot to let go of Huo Ling'er's legs. The older one said with a stern face, "You are abusing the children. You want to kill us? I'll let my dad chop off your men!"

Wu Meiniang smiled and said with a very kind expression: "Don't you know yet? Your parents don't want you anymore. If you don't believe it, think about it yourself. How many days have passed? Where is the father you mentioned?"

The two children burst into tears.

Wu Meiniang took advantage of the victory and pursued: "Uncle Huo, wait a minute. I will borrow a top-quality whip from them. I guarantee that it will not break even if I whip them tens of thousands of times."

"Don't go! We know we were wrong, and we won't dare to do it again." The two little guys sobbed.

Huo Ling'er looked at Wu Meiniang gratefully: "Evil people need to be punished by evil people."

Wen Jiao invited Wu Meiniang into the house, and only after they sat down did she let out the laughter she had been holding back: "Today, it's all thanks to Mingcheng. Otherwise, Sister Huo and I would have been in trouble."

Wu Meiniang happily sniffed the tea fragrance lingering in the cup. She has always had a special liking for the Longfeng tea brewed by Wen Jiao herself. At this moment, she was naturally in a good mood: "Master and Uncle are both kind people, they can't be cruel."

Wen Jiao sighed: "It's us who can't let go of our status - Mingcheng, what book are you reading?"

Wu Meiniang showed it to her: "It's an introductory book on Gaoyuan language. I borrowed it from the princess."

Princess Wencheng began to learn the Gaoyuan language when she accepted the title of Princess of Peace. The Honglu Temple did not have a ready-made enlightenment book, so she tactfully urged them to communicate more with the Lingguo delegation. The book that Wu Meiniang borrowed was compiled by the language geniuses of the Honglu Temple after they quickly mastered the Lingguo language.

By the way, Princess Wencheng has now basically mastered the plateau language and writing. Except for some sophisticated grammar, proverbs and poems, daily communication is not a problem at all.

She is soft and gentle on the outside, but strong on the inside. It is impossible not to respect and love such a woman.

Wen Jiao nodded: "It seems that you get along well with the princess, and you can even borrow books from her. Would you like to help me pass on a message?"

Wu Meiniang opened her bright eyes wide and said cautiously, "Master, please speak."

"Can you ask her for me if she's interested in changing her husband, such as Prince Jiacha's son, Zara?" Wen Jiao said.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Wu Meiniang patted her chest hard, but was choked by a mouthful of tea.