Chapter 356 Happy Royal Family
The attendant firmly advised: "No, Your Majesty, it is really just a flower, not Queen Ji Tuibao."
Ji Wenyi was furious: "Could it be that I would mistake my own queen? Shut up, don't try to deceive me! If you keep talking about beheading me."
He turned his head and faced Morning Glory, his tone so gentle that it could squeeze out water: "Come back to the Divine Realm with me."
The morning glory was embarrassed. Its roots were rooted in the soil. "My feet cannot leave the land here. I can't move."
Ji Wenyi was horrified.
From his perspective, Ye Xiaoman was contaminated by the evil miasma, her body mutated, her legs turned into tree roots, and assimilated with the land.
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly accepted the reality, feeling sad. "No matter what you become, I will never give up on you. I will definitely find the best doctor... the imperial physician!"
The accompanying imperial physician came forward with a sad face. God bless him to be an imperial physician again in his next life.
The imperial physician struggled to form his words: "The Empress's illness, this cough, should be classified as, well, a type of Wood Transformation Yang Syndrome, usually caused by excessive fire poison and blocked meridians..."
Ji Wenyi lost his elegant composure and anxiously interrupted the imperial physician's nonsense: "Can he be saved?"
Imperial Physician: “…”
Your eyes are so terrifying, how can I say no?
Imperial Physician: "It is still possible to save him, but it will take some time. I suggest calling the gardener to start joint treatment."
Ji Wenyi comforted Ye Xiaoman by holding her hand, which was a morning glory leaf. "When will you recover?"
"Seven or eight days."
The imperial physician turned around and used his eyes to frantically signal the accompanying ministers to completely clear out the power of rules.
The ministers stamped their feet in anxiety.
"Shisui!"
Suddenly, another sad cry was heard beside them, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound in horror.
Ji Weiming ran to the corner and hugged another sunflower, "It took me so long to find you!"
He picked up the sunflower disk and asked with pity, "How did your face disk become so big?"
He quickly calmed himself down, "It's okay, chubby ones are cute too."
The palace's retainers rushed over and said, "Your Highness, please understand! This is just a sunflower!"
Ji Weiming smiled: "Zhishui is the sun, and my heart is like the sunflower, always towards her."
He gazed at "Ye Xiaoman"'s face lovingly, and immediately burst into grief again: "You, you have been contaminated by the miasma, and many black spots have grown on your face... Imperial Physician!"
Imperial Physician: "I'm here, Your Highness Prince Rui."
In my previous life, I dug up your royal ancestral tombs!
"It's alright, my lord. I can save you, my lord."
"Stop wiping the princess's face with your sleeve! You're wiping off all the flower seeds...and black spots!"
Ji Weiming's worries were slightly relieved. In his eyes, Ye Xiaoman had suffered some hardships, but fortunately she was able to eat well and the food was nutritious, and her face had become fatter.
The sunflower has no intelligence, it is really just a pot of flowers and cannot speak. It turns its head towards the sun.
Ji Weiming's heart was almost broken. "Ye Xiaoman" turned her back to him and said nothing. She was blaming him for coming too late.
He circled around the sunflower, "I'm sorry, please don't be angry with me."
On the other side, Ji Wenyi hugged Morning Glory tightly, "Abao!"
On this side, Ji Weiming carefully hugged Himawari from behind, "Shisui!"
The two of them heard the disgusting sounds of their siblings and looked at each other unhappily.
Ji Wenyi saw that Ji Weiming was also holding a "Ye Xiaoman" in his arms, and sneered coldly: "Prince Rui, you are so pathetic that you actually found a substitute for Abao."
Ji Weiming looked at "Ye Xiaoman" in Ji Wenyi's hand.
"It's pathetic, my royal brother. Hmph, I admit that there is some resemblance. Did you find a replacement just to create a misunderstanding in front of me and alienate me from Shisui?"
Ji Wenyi: "You are not worthy of my concern. Abao is already mine."
Ji Weiming: "You are daydreaming. The royal marriage certificate has been issued, the golden book has been issued, and Zhishui and I are now a legitimate couple."
He picked up the sunflower pot, "Shisui, let's go."
"We will go to the ends of the earth and never return to the divine realm."
Ji Wenyi pointed at him and said, "I will never allow you to humiliate Abao like this. Come, take them down and kill that fake substitute."
Ji Weiming frowned and glared: "Who dares to come here!"
Ji Wenyi: "Where are the people?"
Subordinates present: “…”
The accompanying minister sighed, "Go and see if there are any photo balls. They've all been dismantled."
Today's video would be a joke if it were to be spread to other circles by those funny people in the ghost world, and written into history books to be ridiculed for ten thousand years, their divine realm would lose all its face.
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The place you can’t find, the general’s mansion.
The housekeeper was sorting out the bills in the accounting office when a servant came running over to report, "Foster father, the ghost sorcerer has restored the young master's memories."
The housekeeper was overjoyed and followed the servants to the mourning hall.
After Prince Ai Zhong was killed, the ghost general did not deal with his belongings in order to investigate the truth behind his death.
The ghost witch said: "Young master's soul has been scattered and his memory is gone. Fortunately, I have a unique method to inquire about things——"
He asked someone to bring a basin and fill it with water. He took out the clothes left by Master Ai Zhong from the coffin, used ghost fire with his hands to dry the clothes, chanted a spell, and threw a few talismans into the basin.
The yellow paper of the talisman melted, and the last memory of Master Ai Zhong before his death reappeared on the water surface.
——Young Master Ai Zhong was surrounded by Yue Mushan and the fox demon. Ye Xiaoman held a sword to the young master's neck. The young master dodged in a hurry and accidentally bumped into the sword blade and disappeared.
The ghosts present were shocked that there was a magic weapon in the world that could make ghosts fly away with just one touch.
The housekeeper wiped away his tears mournfully, "We have finally found the real culprit. If the young master knew about this, he would rest in peace."
He ordered those around him to record the young master's memories with a magic weapon: "You must immediately present the truth to the general for his review."
The ghost generals have been recruited by the ghost king and are currently participating in the encirclement and suppression of Buddhist disciples on the front lines.
The ghost general is cruel and has some internal connections in the Eighteen Levels of Hell. Anyone who falls into his hands will suffer a fate worse than death.
The housekeeper said resentfully, "We must make the murderer pay with blood."
"Godfather!"
The servant ran in.
"What happened again?"
"We're having some problems with our business."
The servant opened the water mirror,
The two operators of Infinite Joy Desert were crying bitterly in another place.
"Master Ghost General, you have to make the decision for us."
“Our land has been taken.”
One of them was beaten with a black eye and a swollen nose.
"I just wanted to kick out the troublemakers, but that resident surnamed Sikong hung me on a tree and beat me. He also asked me to explode spirit stones every day, and would beat me if I didn't pay."
"Wow, wow, is there any justice in the world?"
The butler found it hard to believe.
"Who dares to touch our masters?"
In the housekeeper's mind, the sad ghost will be rampant and domineering, covering the world with one hand.
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