Chapter 684 Stubborn Madam Yang

Madam Yang was in a complicated mood and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Before the world of a cup of tea, she was still eager to find Chang'an's soul, but now...

the soul and spirit that she had tried so hard to find suddenly returned to her hands. Madam Yang only felt...

as if something had left her.

Yang Yuhuan was also startled and hurriedly took the porcelain bottle from Madam Yang's hand.

Yuan Baobao waved his hand and said, "The soul has already gone. I will not take it back."

"You have found a more powerful master. I believe it is not difficult to send this soul to Chang'an's body!"

"In fact, I have kept this soul for more than ten years. I am worried every day. It is a good thing for me to hand it over!"

"Madam Yang, you don't have to worry about this matter in the future!"

"Sister, I will leave first. I have to leave the capital tomorrow!"

Yuan Baobao turned around and left. Yang Yuhuan was anxious and took a step forward to grab Yuan Baobao's arm.

But Yuan Baobao slightly turned sideways and avoided Yang Yuhuan's collision as if he had eyes behind him.

Yang Yuhuan's face turned pale and transparent, and the arm that was stretched out trembled slightly.

"Little baby, don't you recognize your sister?"

Yuan Baobao didn't stop, and walked at a moderate pace.

Xiu'er turned around and glared at them fiercely: "You are really ungrateful!"

"My master is so sincere to you, and this is how you repay her?"

"Hehe... I hope everything goes well for you in the future, and never ask my master for help again!"

Yang Yuhuan's face turned even paler: "Little baby, you know I don't mean that!"

Xiu'er spat disdainfully: "You don't, but your mother does. Your mother plays the villain, and you play the hero. You have all the good and bad things, so why don't you go to heaven!"

Yuan Baobao had already walked away, and Yang Yuhuan felt that all the strength in her body had been drained out.

Madam Yang was also in a daze, holding the blue and white porcelain bottle tightly with both hands.

Is Chang'an's soul really inside that small bottle? It turns out that everything the big-eared monk said is true. Why did the little baby want to trap Chang'an's soul and spirit?

Madam Yang is also a little hesitant now. She doesn't know why this is.

"Master, look now..."

Madam Yang also wants to go out and chase Yuan Baobao, but she knows that Yuan Baobao is angry now. Even if she chases him out, Yuan Baobao may not listen to her.

They have been in love for many years. When the little girl calms down later, she will buy some good things and go over to apologize. After all, she is the elder, and Yuan Baobao can't be on the same level with her?

Madam Yang's idea is right. Now the most important thing is how to deal with this soul?

A trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the big-eared monk. He wanted to talk to the little princess just now, but it was a pity that the little princess was in a bad mood.

Let's wait a few days. There will definitely be a chance in the future.

The big-eared monk looked at the blue and white porcelain vase. It must be said that this vase is quite exquisite.

The little princess also has means. She actually sealed a person's soul in a porcelain vase.

"Did the little princess often bring this porcelain vase to the young master in the past? Or, did she take the young master to the palace!"

Although the old monk asked, his tone was full of affirmation.

Madam Yang frowned and thought about it. She seemed to have seen the little princess take this porcelain vase before, but she never thought that it contained the soul of her grandson.

"That should be it! Master, how do we send that soul and spirit to Chang'an now?"

"After sending it there, will Chang'an's body completely return to normal, just like an ordinary child?"

Madam Yang was very anxious. Yang Yuhuan also came to her senses. Seeing her mother's worried eyes, Yang Yuhuan didn't know what to say. Should

her mother be blamed for this? In fact, she can't be blamed.

But Yang Yuhuan believed that everything the little princess did was for Chang'an's good.

"If you want to send the soul and spirit into the body, you must do it in front of the person himself! Madam Yang, don't worry, it's not difficult to send the soul. I will help him send it there in a while."

Madam Yang smiled bitterly. Now the only person she could trust was this old monk.

Madam Yang hurriedly asked someone to call Chang'an over.

When the boy came here, he didn't know what happened at home. When he saw Yang Yuhuan and Madam Yang, Chang'an ran over excitedly: "Grandma, mother!"

Yang Yuhuan's eyes were complicated. She didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"Chang'an, come here!"

Yang Yuhuan waved at Chang'an. The boy was a little excited: "Mother, have you finished the work in the store? Why did you come back so early today?"

Yang Yuhuan smiled and said, "Aren't they worried about you?"

While the two were talking, the big-eared monk had already come behind Chang'an. Yang Yuhuan didn't even notice how he moved, and Chang'an's body fell down softly.

"Chang'an!" Madam Yang shouted anxiously.

The big-eared monk smiled and said, "Madam, don't worry! It will be fine in a while!"

The big-eared monk picked up Chang'an and put him directly on the couch, then took the porcelain bottle.

"Don't make any noise for a while, and don't interrupt me!"

The big-eared monk instructed. Madam Yang and Yang Yuhuan both kept their mouths shut, and both were extremely nervous.

The big-eared monk opened the lid of the porcelain bottle, and the two didn't see anything. It seemed that the big-eared monk made a strange gesture, as if he was putting something on Chang'an.

After about half a cup of tea, the big-eared monk stopped.

Chang'an was still lying on the couch, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was very weak.

Those who didn't know would think that he was already dead.

Madam Yang covered her mouth tightly, for fear that she would make a sound and interrupt the big-eared monk's spell.

Fortunately, the big-eared monk finally finished everything and said with a smile: "It will take at most a cup of tea for the young master to wake up!"

Madam Yang was even more anxious: "Will he sleep like an ordinary child in the future?"

The big-eared monk smiled and said, "Of course!"

"Master, you are amazing!" Madam Yang couldn't help but admire.

Yang Yuhuan frowned tightly. She didn't know what the big-eared monk had done just now, but she felt that his technique was not as professional as Xiaobao's.

But why did Xiaobao store Chang'an's soul and spirit specially? Yang Yuhuan couldn't figure it out.

Xiaobao was indeed angry today, and Yang Yuhuan felt aggrieved in her heart. Tomorrow, she must go to talk to Xiaobao.

After sending the big-eared monk away, Yang Yuhuan turned to look at her mother.

"Mom, you were too impulsive today. I don't know what the baby will think!"

Yang Yuhuan looked unhappy.

Madam Yang also felt guilty, but thinking of her own embarrassment today, she spoke with a little impatience: "Huan'er, isn't everything I did for you and Chang'an? Don't you know what Chang'an has been like in these years? I just want to ask, what are you thinking in your heart!"

Yang Yuhuan...

"But you can't do something that will make the baby sad!"

Madam Yang sneered: "I just want my child to be better! Don't you want Chang'an to recover quickly?"