The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

In the closed space, incense is burning, making people dizzy.

Chu Yizhao felt like he was deaf and stared at Wei Xingli's lips in astonishment. Could those words come from such a beautiful mouth?

Noticing the woman's strange gaze, Wei Xingli became furious and spoke harshly.

"I heard that Miss Chu has studied medicine, so she should be well-informed. How come you haven't heard of this kind of death?"

“I have seen people die from intestinal rupture, but I have never seen foul air leaving the body and killing people.”

Chu Yizhao answered honestly,

He seemed genuinely curious.

"The turbid air is leaving the body... Miss Chu is so quiet," Wei Xingli said sarcastically, then turned his head and leaned on the soft pillow on the other side, closing his eyes and ignoring her.

He always makes trouble for no reason and gets angry for no reason. Wei Xingli is such a strange person.

Chu Yizhao looked up at the sky helplessly, only to see the roof engraved with pictures and texts.

Taizu Stepping on the Clouds…

According to the Zhou calendar, the founding ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty was an immortal who descended to earth and fought for thirty years before establishing the Zhou Dynasty. He rose from a commoner in the countryside to the ruler of a country, saving the people from disaster, and then flew into the sky on the clouds and returned to his throne after his success.

Wei Xingli is good at painting, and he loves to paint Taizu pictures the most. He hangs them everywhere in his study and bedroom. When immortals return from their calamities, they can be ranked among the immortals. When people die, they have nothing left...

After driving the people out of the car, Wei Xingli returned to the palace. As soon as he entered the yard, he heard crying. He kept walking, but the crying sound followed him.

"Ali, you...you're back"

Dai Xiuhua followed Wei Xingli in her long skirt, her eyes full of tears.

"Ah Li, your father is coming back soon. I have found a few dignified and virtuous girls for you. Would you like to go and have a look?"

Lu Feng secretly cried out inwardly, "Oh no! The death warrant has arrived."

Wei Xingli paused, his bright red lips curved up, a cold smile flashed in his eyes, "Girl?"

Dai Xiuhua was frightened by Wei Xingli. She knew that Wei Xingli was very disgusted with this matter, but there was nothing she could do.

The King of Yue and his wife have a deep affection for each other, and their greatest wish is that their bloodline can continue. Wei Xingli is their only child, but his health has deteriorated over the past two years, and he might die one day...

She stammered as she explained,

"Ali... I just want to stay for one night. You don't have to stay by my side..."

Wei Xingli smiled gently, "Okay, then stay."

Dai Xiuhua wanted to persuade him again, but when she found that Wei Xingli had already given in, she was overjoyed and said, "Oh, that's great!"

"Ali, don't worry, she is absolutely a beautiful, polite and quiet woman."

"Wenjing..."

Wei Xingli caught these two words, and Dai Xiuhua's heart skipped a beat, thinking that she had said something wrong, and she didn't dare to say anything for a moment...

After a long while, Wei Xingli chuckled.

“I like quiet women.”

"Hey! I'm glad you like it. I'll arrange it right away."

Dai Xiuhua was surprised and delighted. This was the first time that a gift she gave touched people's hearts.

Without caring about his posture, he just trotted away after saying this...

In the north corner of Qingshan Courtyard, there are several dead bamboos planted. Their leaves are yellow and withered, and their trunks are dry and cracked, but they still stand upright, strong and tough.

"Cut it down!"

Wei Xingli ordered casually.

"Yes"

Feng Zhi came forward and said, "Prince, have you found any clues about the fart pills?"

"Turbid Air Out of the Body Pill"

"what?"

"The name of the elixir"

...

Chu Yizhao walked back to the Marquis' Mansion, but was blocked by someone. He looked up and saw Chu Yingxue, wearing a blue gauze skirt, with a pretty and fair face, gloating and saying,

"Sister, how did you walk back in such a hot day?"

"We met a stray dog ​​on the road, so we took her back in the car." Chu Yizhao looked at Chu Yingxue's delicate little face and answered calmly.

"Chu Yizhao, how dare you scold me!" Chu Yingxue said angrily. After she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong and stamped her feet in shame and anger. "How dare you play tricks on me?!"

Chu Yizhao glanced at her and sneered, "Idiot!"

“A good dog doesn’t stand in the way.”

She pushed Chu Yingxue away. The weather was so hot and she was too lazy to bother with him.

"Chu Yizhao!"

Chu Yizhao's grip was very strong, and Chu Yingxue staggered backwards a few times before she could steady herself. Seeing the man walking away, she chased after him, dragging her skirt with her.

Chu Yizhao kept walking, so Chu Yingxue could only walk quickly beside her and kept talking loudly,

"Chu Yizhao, what are you so proud of? Do you feel good walking under the scorching sun?"

Wei Xingli threw her at the entrance of the alley, and she was only two steps away from walking back.

It's really nice to have a nice car and a beautiful woman.

"Sister, have you seen Xue'er's face?"

"It's whiter and smoother than my sister's, thanks to my sister for the herbs."

"If it weren't for my sister, how could Xue'er be as beautiful as she is now?"

Chu Yizhao stopped and turned to look at her.

Chu Yingxue thought she was hit, and felt proud. She raised her face slightly, and her delicate face was so moist in the sunlight that you could squeeze water out of it.

It seems that Chu Yingxue is very satisfied with her fake face, but does she know what is covering up the scar?

Chu Yizhao chuckled, "Sister's skin is really delicate, which makes me really envious."

"Hmph." Chu Yingxue raised her eyebrows. She applied those strange things every day just for today.

When she was a child, she was hit by someone and had a scar on her face. The children in the village laughed at her, refused to play with her, and threw stones at her, calling her a scabby girl.

Chu Yizhao has skin as white as cream and is the most beautiful woman in Shangjing City. Even such a person is jealous. Who else can compare to me...

"No need to thank me, please pay for the consultation and medicine."

"What?" Chu Yingxue was still immersed in Chu Yizhao's flattering words. She was caught off guard and frowned in a daze.

"Consultation fee," Chu Yizhao repeated again, emphasizing the two words, "In short, give money."

“What money…”

Chu Yizhao moved a few steps to the shadow of the corridor and looked at her

"You came to seek medical treatment, and now your illness has been cured."

"You don't pay for medical treatment and medicine?"

Chu Yingxue reacted and screamed.

"Why should I give you money? You cure me, that's what you should do!"

Because the pitch was raised, the muscles on his face were pulled, and something fell in the sunlight. Chu Yizhao saw it with a deep gaze.

In her previous life, Chu Yingxue stayed in the Marquis' Mansion after her face was cured. At the Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner, Zhao Shuzhen adopted her as her goddaughter, and the medical fee was thus left unresolved.

The Chu family had ulterior motives. They were reluctant to give up the honor and wealth she brought, but they also wanted their biological daughter to return to her ancestral home.

He is so shameless and ruthless.

In this life, let alone becoming the daughter of the Marquis’ Mansion, even if Chu Yingxue dies, she will never be able to enter the Chu family’s ancestral tomb.

Chu Yizhao didn't want to waste time talking to her, so he spread his hands indifferently.

"If you don't give it to me, I will go ask my grandfather for it tomorrow."

He had taken over her life in luxury, and now he wanted money from her? In Chu Yingxue's mind, everything Chu Yizhao did for her was atonement, and Chu Yizhao should kneel down and confess to her!

He even dared to mention his grandfather so brazenly. The sun was high in the sky, but it was no match for the woman's burning passion. Chu Yingxue pointed at the man in front of her and shouted,

"What grandfather? That's my grandfather! Not yours, you..."

"shut up!"

A loud shout suddenly rang out.

The owner of the voice seemed to be very angry. He walked over in two or three steps and glared at Chu Yingxue.

"What nonsense! Are you from a small branch family worthy of calling Wen Yuangong your grandfather?"