The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

But what is it, the evil spirit will be so heavy?

Xie Qiao couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, she took out the charm that she had drawn for the prince these days from her arms.

The thick stacks were handed over: "You have a distinguished status, and they would not dare to touch you, but with these, they will be a little farther away from you on weekdays."

Far away, this dragon energy will not be sucked away so easily.

"Miss Xie has drawn so many talismans, isn't this hand exhausted?" Zhao Xuanjing took it with a straight face, then suddenly turned his head and put the peeled melon seeds in his hand on the plate in front of her. He smiled casually, "It's nothing to worry about this little fault."

"Small problem?" Xie Qiao was confused for a moment.

This is a big problem!

In her whole life, she has seen such a ghostly person.

She also recruits ghosts, but the nature is different. She can see, so those ghosts come to her, but the prince... is just a piece of dragon meat, who doesn't want to take a bite?

"It's the ghost... who also lived in the world? That's the case, why don't you thank the girl for your help, paint these dirty things that always linger around me, and send this portrait to the Ministry of Housing, and investigate their ancestors and descendants. It is clear that if there are still living descendants, they will all be chopped up." Zhao Xuanjing said, drinking a cup of tea faintly, "The family is raided, the family is wiped out, and the ancestral land is pacified."

"..." Xie Qiao looked at her blankly, holding a melon seed kernel in his hand.

The moment Zhao Xuanjing finished speaking, Xie Qiao saw that the ghost beside him floated far away in an instant.

"Can this trick still work?" Zhao Xuanjing looked at her with a smile.

Xie Qiao nodded confusedly.

Pretty good.

"That's good. If there is something dirty next to me when I meet Miss Xie in the future, I will trouble the girl to describe it. I can also draw it myself." Zhao Xuanjing said slowly.

Zhou Weizong took a step back secretly.

A pair of eyes didn't dare to look around at this moment.

He understood, Xie Banxian knew Yin and Yang even without the practice of opening the altar.

and……

It turns out that His Royal Highness doesn't like someone being behind him... Zhou Weizong's mood is erratic.

The ghosts around here are quite timid, and now there is not one left.

It seems that there are some relatives in the sun room.

Xie Qiao gave him a praising look.

"All these idle souls are gone, when Miss Xie looks at me, does she feel a little more comfortable?" Zhao Xuanjing said slowly, with a proud spring breeze, "I heard before that this evil puppet is afraid of evil people, but now he is alone and lightly. I was so angry that they all escaped, it seems that the rumors are correct."

"This is also a way. This wicked person is full of anger, and he is full of anger, and the yang qi is naturally enough." Xie Qiao nodded solemnly, and then glanced at the prince suspiciously. Turning around, "What do the imperial physicians who ask for His Highness's pulse every day say?"

Could it be, where is it?

"Miss Xie goes on, I'm afraid this anger can't be extinguished." Zhao Xuanjing glared at her, gloomily, "It's okay, this body is empty, one day, Miss Xie will know better than anyone."

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't seem to know what he was thinking.

Xie Qiao always felt that he was strange, especially his eyes, which seemed to be sulking, and he was handsome and good-looking.

"What imperial doctor? Your Highness is not in good health?" At this moment, Xie Pinggang withdrew his hand, strode over, and said.

"It's not a big problem, it's just that the anger is hot." Zhao Xuanjing's words were clear in the last three words.