The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

However, she did not expect Neon Phoenix to be so uncooperative.

Xia Ling said, "I have good food and drink in the palace, and I can even come out for a walk. I am living very comfortably. Why do I have to go see my cousin? Does she have military power, or can she protect me for the rest of my life?"

The woman fell silent.

They were just secret guards, how could they agree on behalf of their master?

Moreover, their master could not protect the empress at all. He just wanted to seize the opportunity to seize power.

Xia Ling's expression was slightly mocking. "None? Then why are you here? Let's go, I will pretend that I haven't seen you before. You also tell my cousin not to come and look for me in the future."

She retracted her gaze and continued playing with the jade hairpin in her hand.

"Boss, how much does this jade hairpin cost?"

The boss said, "It's not worth much, young master. This is only 20 copper coins."

Xia Ling glanced at the woman. "Do you have 20 copper coins?"

The woman's expression was a little subtle as she obediently paid the boss.

Holding the jade hairpin flower, Xia Ling stood in the middle of the market and looked around.

Looking around, the market was bustling with activity. It was very normal for one or two people to be lost.

And now was also the best opportunity for Xia Ling.

If she did not like the days in the palace, she would follow this woman. Who knows, she might really be able to get rid of Ji Wenyuan for the rest of her life?

She was pondering in her heart.

She looked left and right, and a paper bag was suddenly stuffed into her palm by the woman.

"Your Majesty, this is the medicine that my master painstakingly found. It is colorless and tasteless. Your Majesty should understand what my master means. Boasting can not be defeated by Your Majesty like this. It will leave a thousand year old infamy!"

After saying this in a low voice, the woman looked deeply at her and did not dare to stay any longer. She left in a hurry.

A thousand years of infamy? Could this world be immemorial? Xia Ling pondered in her heart. She did not take the woman's words to heart at all.

She casually put away the medicinal powder.

Xia Ling stood in the crowd and looked around at the surrounding high ground.

There were bustling teahouses and cloth shops nearby. The crowd was bustling.

If she wanted to see her every move at any time, she had to stand at the high ground.

"Host, the Devil King is on the second floor of the teahouse on your right. The guards beside him have already chased after the woman just now."

Xia Ling replied with an "en" and glanced at her palm from the corner of her eyes.

"What medicine is this?"

Hai Hai: "seven days heartbreak powder. Colorless and tasteless. If you take it continuously for seven days, your liver and intestines will be completely broken."

Xia Ling: "Is this medicine very common?"

Hai Hai: "It's worth a thousand gold coins, and there's a high price but no market for it. Princess Zhao Ning really spent a lot of money to poison the Devil King."

Hai Hai made it sound so precious.

Xia Ling: "Alright, since this medicine is so rare, Hai Hai, help me keep it for later use."

Later?

Hai Hai was trembling.

*

Xia Ling did not stand in the crowd for long before the guard who had "lost" her also found her.

"Young Master Ni, young master JI is very anxious in the teahouse. Please come with me." The guard's expression did not change.

From what he said, it seemed that Ji Wenyuan and she had really lost each other.

Xia Ling did not say anything.

She said calmly, "Let's go."

*

In the teahouse, Ji Wenyuan was sitting in a seat that was not close to the window.

It seemed that she could not be seen talking to that woman here.

Seeing her, Ji Wenyuan's expression changed from nervousness to relief, as if he was really worried about her.

Xia Ling looked at her mission board.

There were five little flowers, the first four of which were torturing, body-torturing, heart-torturing, and scolding. They were all lit up.

In the palace, Xia Ling had lost her temper with Ji Wenyuan many times.

She was a prisoner, and her personality was not good. If she lost her temper, Ji Wenyuan would just bear it.