Daoist, I am not fragrant!

"That's it for what happened last night." Concubine Qing braced herself up, leaned on the soft couch, and roughly told what happened that night.

With the experience of entering Prince Ning's Mansion last time, Zhong Tang thought that entering this nine-layered palace would take a lot of effort.In order to save his tongue, he specially put on the Zeng light blue Golden Crow Taoist robe in addition to the red clothes, and continued to pretend to be the little Taoist priest beside Li Bizhi.

Unexpectedly, they followed the trail sent by Wenwei and arrived at Cuifang Palace very smoothly.And this Concubine Qing, who was shocked last night, didn't seem to have anything to hide after seeing them, at least she said whatever she asked on the surface, which made Zhong Tang feel that the empresses in this palace were better than the princes outside the palace. Much easier to deal with.

"Your Majesty, did you say that you first met a white crane at the Furong Pool last night?" After listening to Concubine Qing's self-report, Li Bizhi began to question her carefully.

"Yes," Empress Qing nodded, "The crane rushed straight towards us from the Hibiscus Pond, but when it landed in front of us, it was already dead."

"What's so different about the crane?" Li Bizhi continued to ask.

Concubine Qing stretched out her hand to press the painful forehead, and the drooping sleeves just blocked her gaze: "I was really scared at the time, so I just took a quick look at it. A rope was tied around its neck, and its eyes were very red. . . . seems to be nothing."

Zhong Tang stood behind Li Bizhi, silently twirling the string of jade beads and golden bells, looking at the appearance of Concubine Qing, suddenly felt that he seemed to have thought of people simply before.

"Where is that crane now?" Li Bizhi didn't care about these things, he just spoke indifferently.

Before Concubine Qing could answer, the old nanny who was serving at the side sighed and said, "Your Majesty is recovering from illness, so she never knew about these trifles. I heard that the guards by Furong Pond were all looking for that crane this morning, but they never found it. "

"Didn't find it?" After Zhong Tang heard this, she became a bit interested, and the nanny nodded, and then comforted Concubine Qing, "Maybe it's because the empress was too anxious at the time and didn't see it clearly, maybe the crane didn't die at all. Then it flew away by itself."

"That's the best." Concubine Qing caressed her chest, but she didn't look relaxed at all.

Apparently, she didn't believe it herself.

On the matter of Bai He, Li Bizhi didn't continue to ask, but instead asked: "Can you see the imprint on your empress's hand?"

Zhong Tang raised his eyes when he heard this, but Concubine Qing's complexion - as expected, turned a little paler.

"Okay, okay..." After a long while, Concubine Qing finally nodded, and tremblingly extended her right hand to the nurse beside her.

The old mother's movements were also a little stiff, and after a while, she untied the layers of white gauze wrapped in layers, revealing Concubine Qing's white palm, and the dark red hair that was abruptly branded on it. imprint.

Rong Wang Li Xiu Chengyin, although it was not the first time he saw Concubine Qing was still trembling uncontrollably, she cast a look of help to Li Bizhi: "Li, Daoist Li..."

Li Bizhi stared at it, the six characters are arranged in a two-inch square, but it is not crowded, and the characters are dignified without losing strength, it should be from the hands of famous masters.

"This seal—" Zhong Tang looked at it at first glance, and felt that the red mark on Concubine Qing's hand was caused by the heavy pressure of the seal and the accumulation of blood.But upon closer inspection, it turned out that that wasn't the case.

Li Bizhi glanced sideways at him, and then gathered a dark blue aura on his finger, and swipe across the air on Concubine Qing's palm.

Concubine Qing only felt that the spiritual power in Li Bizhi's hand was obviously very cold, but when it brushed over her hand, it was burning and painful, as if something had been burned and flowed out from her skin.

"This is?!" After the dark blue cold light passed, Concubine Qing reluctantly looked at her palm, only to see that the imprint that had been branded into her flesh turned into dark red cinnabar juice, slowly flowing down.

Zhong Tang immediately reached out to pick it up, and the cinnabar juice condensed and floated on his hand, it was bright red, obviously it should be something to exorcise evil spirits, but at this moment it carried a dark air.

"It's mixed with blood." Li Bizhi held Zhong Tang's hand under his nose, sniffed lightly, and said with a frown.

"Blood?" Concubine Qing didn't care about being afraid after hearing this, and quickly asked, "Can the Taoist priest identify whose blood it is?"

Li Bizhi glanced at her indifferently, and then said: "The blood in it has been mixed with cinnabar, and it is difficult to identify the source at the moment, but—it should be the blood of a living person."

"A living person..." Concubine Qing slowly leaned back on the soft couch, repeating the word "living person" repeatedly, although her complexion was still pale, but Zhong Tang felt that she seemed to have suddenly regained some energy.

Is it because you know that it is not ghosts who are making trouble, so you are not afraid?

Zhong Tang thought about it secretly, but he didn't think it was right.

Concubine Qing, who was stained with Dan Kou's nails, sank deeply into the thin blanket on her body, and then forced a smile to Li Bizhi: "Thank you Daoist Li for taking the initiative to dispel the evil."

Li Bizhi shook his head slightly, and only said: "This is the responsibility of the poor, so you don't have to worry about it."

Concubine Qing winked at the old nanny, and the nanny immediately stepped back, and when she came back, she already had a small box covered with a red cloth in her hand.

"A little thought, if Daoist Li likes it, he will accept it, if he doesn't like it, then he will make it all the incense money donated by the palace to Guiguan."

Zhong Tang blinked, feeling a little emotional in his heart, he had gone out with Li Daochang to catch monsters so many times, but this was the first time he saw him give money for his hard work.

But he changed his mind and looked at the appearance of Li Bizhi who was about to transcend the world, and suddenly felt... Maybe someone else gave it to him, so he might not be able to appreciate the gold and silver, right?

But what he didn't expect was that after hesitating for a moment, Li Bizhi actually took the box from the old mother's hand with that detached face.

Li Daochang, have you received the money?

Zhong Tang was taken aback, unable to accept this matter for a long time.

On the other side, after seeing the box under Li Bizhi's hand, Concubine Qing smiled a little more relaxed: "After that, I have to trouble Daoist Li to think about it."

"I have been in the palace for more than [-] years, and I believe that I have never had a bad relationship with anyone... Please Daoist Li must find out who wants to use this evil technique to assassinate me."

Until being sent all the way out of Cuifang Palace by the old nuns beside Concubine Qing, Zhong Tang still couldn't solve the doubts that filled his heart.

Of course he wants to know about Concubine Qing, but what he wants to know most right now is——

The treasure box covered with red silk was brought to Zhong Tang by Li Bizhi. Zhong Tang was stunned for a moment, and then turned to look at Li Bizhi: "Brother? What are you?"

"It's for you." Li Bizhi didn't react much, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

"Give it to me?" Zhong Tang was stunned for a moment, and after a thousand turns of his thoughts, he finally understood something: "You mean... you took these things to give them to me?"

Li Bizhi nodded lightly, he really didn't care about money, and the application of the Golden Crow Temple has a certain amount, so he never cared about it.

It's just that these days, living with Zhongtang in the Wuweizhai, and seeing how carefully he calculates the money every day, it is clear that he likes money.

"Okay, okay," Zhong Tang couldn't help it anymore, he curled his lips into a smile, reached out to take the treasure box and held it in his arms, tiptoed to Li Bizhi's ear, and said lightly: "I will treat it as a senior brother to give me supplies." the same thing."

"What?" Now it was Li Bizhi's turn to be puzzled, he put his arms around Zhong Tang's waist: "What is it?"

Zhong Tang smiled again, following Li Bizhi's strength, he leaned a little closer to his arms, and said in a low and seductive voice: "A betrothal gift."

"It's what you said, senior brother. It's been so long since getting married. Senior brother finally remembered and made up the dowry for me."

Li Bizhi held Zhong Tang's arm, tightened it suddenly, and slowly seemed to press his lips: "This doesn't count."

"I will make up for you in the future."

Zhong Tang almost collapsed from laughing in Li Bizhi's arms. He leaned on Li Bizhi's chest and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'll just wait for my brother to supply me with better ones."

"Cough cough." A few awkward coughs interrupted the gentle laughter of the two of them. Zhong Tang turned his head to look, and couldn't help feeling what kind of master he really was and what kind of apprentice he could teach.

The little Taoist priest sent by Wenwei to pick them up into the palace is neither hiding nor standing, just leaning there helplessly, not even daring to lift his head.

"But the second senior brother is summoned again?" Li Bizhi released Zhong Tang slightly with his usual expression, let him stand beside him, and then asked calmly.

"Yes, yes," the little Taoist nodded vigorously, but still didn't dare to look at the two of them, and said in one breath: "Master is now talking with His Majesty in the imperial study, and he asked his disciples to wait here for Martial Uncle Li and Uncle Li. Lead Martial Uncle Li and Junior Martial Uncle to wait for him over there."

Zhong Tang held the treasure box in his hand, stretched out his arms lazily, and then grabbed Li Bizhi's sleeve: "Let's go, go and see the second senior brother, how do you plan to torment us?"

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