For nearly a month, Ruan Changtian heard from Doctor Xu that Han Xinyu's body was poisoned to the bone marrow and there was no cure.
Doctor Xu no longer had any reason to stay in the Prime Minister's Residence, so he had to return to the palace to report.
Ruan Changtian angrily smashed the jade table in front of him.
"Useless! He can't even cure this little poison. What's the use of this quack doctor to me?"
At the beginning, he imprisoned Ruan Zhixiao in a dark cell, but he didn't expect Ruan Yitian to come to him.
("Your Majesty, I feel that this body is becoming increasingly out of my control, and it is also constantly developing corpse spots."
After saying that, Ruan Yitian pulled Ruan Changtian's arm and begged: "The old immortal said that only a heart with seven orifices can allow my soul to completely merge with this body."
"Your Majesty, please save me."
If there were two Seven-Aperture Hearts, Ruan Changtian would naturally agree to leave one for the Queen, but now Han Xinyu's heart is no longer usable, so only Ruan Zhixiao's Seven-Aperture Heart is left.
He was so obsessed with immortality, how could he have considered the slightest bit of affection between husband and wife and saved the queen?
Ruan Changtian immediately drove Ruan Yitian out, but he didn't expect Ruan Yitian to be so bold that he actually sent people to rob the prison, and Ruan Zhixiao also disappeared.
Unable to find the person, and even after questioning Ruan Yitian, he could not find any trace of Ruan Zhixiao, so Ruan Changtian, in a fit of rage, ordered his men to feed Ruan Yitian poison.
When Ruan Yitian died, blood was oozing from all seven orifices and his face looked horrific.
Afterwards, Ruan Changtian ordered people to look for Ruan Zhixiao, but unexpectedly they found Ruan Zhixiao's body in a river closest to the imperial city, and Ruan Zhixiao's heart had already been hollowed out.
At this time, Zeng Ziyan, who heard the noise, walked out from behind the screen with a smile, and then bowed respectfully to Ruan Changtian.
"Your Majesty, please calm down."
"Old Immortal, if something really happened to that little girl from the Han family, how long would I have to wait before I could get a younger body and achieve eternal life?"
Zeng Ziyan smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured. I have my own way to bring the little baby into the palace."
Zeng Ziyan leaned over and whispered something in Ruan Changtian's ear, and then Ruan Changtian's originally frowned brows relaxed, and his eyes were full of smiles.
After a month of careful treatment, Wan Qianqian's body finally recovered. However, there is no impenetrable wall in the world. Han Xiangxu's half-baked formation could soon not withstand the detection of countless paper people.
As soon as Wan Qianqian returned to the Prime Minister's Residence through the secret passage, all the paper men chased after her.
"Guards, listen up! Search Prime Minister Han's residence in the east of the city carefully!"
As soon as she saw Wan Qianqian, Han Xinyu couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.
[Wow, that's great! My beautiful sister has finally recovered.]
Wan Qianqian touched Han Xinyu's little head, her eyes full of sorrow.
[The beautiful sister must be sad because she was betrayed by her tribe]
[Oh, it’s too difficult]
[They were clearly the people that the beautiful sister had always protected, but because of the boxes of gold given by the emperor, they wanted to kill the saint they had always admired.]
The expressions of the people present were somewhat solemn. The ideological awareness of those selfish people was not even as high as that of a baby less than one year old.
At this moment, Han Xinyu's ears moved.
[Oh no! Someone's coming! It seems like several groups of people are running towards our residence.]
[I guess they must be here to look for the Saint Sister]
[It's bad, I don't know where the dog emperor got this news, Saint Sister, run!]
While Han Xinyu was thinking, she pushed Wan Qianqian with her little hands, trying to get her to escape from here quickly.
Everyone exchanged glances, then took Wan Qianqian and quickly headed to the secret room of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Not long after, a large group of people arrived at the gate of the prime minister's residence.
"Prime Minister of Korea".
Han Haiyang was a little surprised that the leader was Zeng Ziyan.
Han Haiyang just nodded, as a response to Zeng Ziyan's call just now.
"I wonder what the old immortal's intention is in bringing so many people to the prime minister's residence?"
Zeng Ziyan smiled, and then slowly said: "I am here on the orders of Your Majesty to welcome the Holy Maiden of Miao. Now, with the guidance of the paper man, the Holy Maiden is in the Prime Minister's residence. Prime Minister Han, please bring the Holy Maiden out so that I can return to the palace to report as soon as possible."
Han Haiyang suppressed the panic in his heart and smiled calmly: "Old Immortal, the Saint did come to the Prime Minister's Mansion two months ago, but since she returned to Miaojiang, she has never set foot in the Prime Minister's Mansion again."
Hearing that Han Haiyang refused to hand over Wan Qianqian, he had no choice but to go in and search.
"Prime Minister Han, please don't be ungrateful. If you anger His Majesty, how will your Han family bear the consequences?"
Even though he was reluctant, Han Haiyang had no choice but to bring Zeng Ziyan and his group into the mansion.
As soon as he entered the door, Zeng Ziyan noticed Han Xinyu in the wet nurse's arms.
With just one glance, Zeng Ziyan could tell that Han Xinyu was different. Although he was well-versed in astronomy and geography, he could not see anything when he looked at Han Xinyu's face.
Han Xinyu stared at Zeng Ziyan not far away with wide eyes.
[Damn, this is Zeng Zi, the ultimate boss of the original novel]
After some reasoning, Han Xinyu naturally judged that the old Taoist priest in front of him who looked like an immortal was not simple.
[He looks kind and benevolent, but who knows how old he really is beneath his old man's mask]
Seeing Han Xinyu staring at him without blinking, Zeng Ziyan's eyes flashed with interest.
Today he wanted to see how powerful this little kid was. After all, he was able to burn Fang Yuanyuan, which he had forged with one level of cultivation. It was obvious that this child was definitely not an ordinary person.
Thinking of this, Zeng Ziyan stretched out his hand, and in an instant, countless little paper people appeared above his palm.
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