Zhen Huan Reborn as Langya to Cure Yi Syndrome

Xilin Jueluo's delicate hands were drawing something on Yongqi's face, and she burst out laughing when she looked at her finished product.

Yongqi looked at himself in the mirror and was very satisfied with Fu Jin's craftsmanship.

Xilin Jueluo couldn't help asking, "I'm curious why the prince dressed like this when he went to visit an old friend?"

Yongqi touched his face guiltily and told his wife how he disguised himself as a loan shark and kidnapped Zuolu.

“Although I was young then, and I have grown up a bit in the past few years, I am still so down-to-earth.”

Yongqi found it funny that he was destined to be busy for his mother's sisters in these two lives.

"When you enter the palace in the future, be careful not to let anything slip in front of Empress Ling."

Mother hopes to make the Empress feel at ease and unaware of these troubles.

Fu Jin nodded: "I know, your madam is very kind to us, your Majesty, please pay more attention to us when you go there. If you can solve your madam's family problems, she can give birth with peace of mind."

Yongqi arrived at the Wei Mansion. The servant heard that the person was from the palace and asked about it. The old lady just closed the door and refused to see anyone.

"Tell the people in the palace that they have something going on at home and cannot receive him, and ask him to go back. Then ask him to pass a message to Concubine Ling, saying that there is no need to send gifts to her house in the future."

Old Madam Wei shed tears, hating herself for being illiterate and unable to leave a farewell letter for her daughter.

When Yongqi heard the reply, he felt something was wrong and wandered around outside the mansion, looking for a way to get in.

The Ulanara family's house was sold by old lady Ulanara to raise capital for her son to start the opium business.

Now that the owner has changed, Qinghua comes here with a relaxed mind and body, no longer having to worry about being entangled by bad people.

Aunt Wei Zuolu hasn't shown up for three days, and she is a little worried.

When the servant saw Qinghua, he hurriedly opened the door. The master had said before that since Qinghua was coming, there was no need to inform him and he could just let him in.

As he opened the door, he said to Qinghua, "The old lady and the young master have been locked up in the room for two days. They haven't come out, and they haven't ordered meals. I don't know what happened. Boss Shen, go and take a look."

Yongqi hurriedly ran forward, stopped the servant from closing the door, and revealed his identity to Qinghua.

"I am the Fifth Prince from the palace. I was raised by your Majesty. She was worried that something happened at home, so she asked me to come and take a look."

Qinghua nodded: "Brother, come with me to take a look."

Qinghua knocked on the door. Madam Wei held back her tears and said weakly, "I'm fine. You can go now."

Qinghua said anxiously: "Auntie, please open the door quickly. Tell me what happened and we can find a solution together."

Old Madam Wei leaned against the door, thinking about what she had learned about what would happen to people addicted to opium.

Killing fathers and mothers, selling children and daughters, when taking drugs, they become like a pile of rotten meat, and after becoming addicted, they become crazy like evil spirits. They are controlled by this thing and have no control over their own bodies.

"It can't be solved. It really can't be solved. Zorlu's world has collapsed. It's better to die than to live like a half-human, half-ghost."

"I am wrong. I didn't teach him well. I won't live anymore."

Yongqi also knocked on the door: "Old Madam, it was Empress Ling who asked me to come and see you. What will happen to her if you die? She will live alone from now on."

When Old Madam Wei heard Wei Yanwan's tears, how could she bear to leave her daughter, but she had no choice.

Her father was a criminal who was demoted, her mother was a street shrew, and her brother was an opium addict. They were no longer a burden to her, and she would live a better life if she could break free from her family.

"Tell her that I love her. She has a son and a daughter now, and she is not alone anymore. Just forget about us in the future."

Old Madam Wei left the door, picked up the sharpest piece of broken porcelain on the ground, and prepared to commit suicide.

A figure was vaguely seen leaving the door. Yongqi and Qinghua looked at each other, and Yongqi raised his foot and kicked the door hard.

After the door opened, the two men quickly ran towards Madam Wei. She had not eaten for two days, and the two young men easily snatched the porcelain piece from her hand.

Qinghua hugged the trembling old woman and cried, "Auntie, what happened that made you go to this point?"

Yongqi saw that there was another person on the bed. He walked closer and saw that the pillow under his head was soaked with blood. He reached out to feel his breath and found that he was still alive.

Madam Wei said, "Zulu wants to do opium business and wants to go to the palace to find Yan Wan to help him get in touch. He also smokes opium and won't listen to me. I'm afraid he will offend someone if he goes outside the palace like this."

"Yan Wan was pregnant, and she was frightened or implicated by him, what should I do? I was anxious and knocked him out. He lost a lot of blood and didn't move for two days. I don't know if he is dead or alive."

Yongqi sighed. How could his younger brother be so troublesome when his mother was so ambitious and intelligent?

"Don't worry, old lady. The wound is not vital and he is still alive. Maybe he fainted because he was weak from the substance he inhaled and bled."

"Then I'll go ahead and beat him to death."

Qinghua comforted the old lady: "Auntie, don't worry, we will find a solution together."

Qinghua asked the cook to make a bowl of porridge for the old lady, and asked a servant to invite a doctor.

Old Madam Wei only remembered Yongqi's existence at this time. She stared at Yongqi vigilantly, fearing that he was an enemy in the palace who was sent to spy on their family.

Yongqi introduced himself: "My mother is Concubine Yu, a good friend of your Majesty. Your Majesty has taken good care of me since I was young. I will not harm you."

The old lady said, "I have seen Concubine Yu in the palace all the time, but I have never seen Concubine Yu's son."

Yongqi took out a small golden lock and showed it to the old lady.

When he was just born, Wei Yanwan was still a palace maid and didn't have any good things, so she gave him the things she brought into the palace.

Old Madam Wei recognized him at a glance and felt relieved.

"It is not convenient for my brother to enter and leave the palace after he grows up. When the old lady entered the palace, she did not pay her respects to her in order to avoid the great defense."

The old lady recounted the matter of Zuo Lu in detail, and Yongqi finally confirmed: "Are you sure he was not involved in the sale?"

Madam Wei nodded hurriedly: "He said it was given to him by a foreigner he often cooperates with, so let him try it. Okay, we need to recruit merchants from the capital to help them sell it."

"When I got home, he was still trying it. If he wanted to sell it, he would consult Qinghua. He smoked it for two days. I went out to find out the truth, and when I came back, I knocked him out."

Yongqi was relieved and said, "Fortunately, things haven't reached the worst point. Currently, only those who produce and sell opium will be sent to prison, and those who smoke opium will only be forced to quit their opium addiction."

Madam Wei said, "People on the street say that this thing is hard to get rid of. If you get addicted to it, your life will be ruined."

Yongqi thought about it carefully. At that time, the chemical industry was not as good as that of later generations. The production technology of opium was not so sophisticated, and the addiction was not as difficult to quit as in later generations.

"It's possible to quit, but many people can't help but relapse, so you need to keep paying attention."

Yongqi was not sure whether Zuolu could really be sensible, he clenched his fists, wondering why God always tortured Empress Ling.