Although there is a mother who is in the realm of a master of martial arts who delivers true energy to suppress cold poison every year, and there is also a doctor around her, Zhou Xinglin regulates her body, every day on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, the green mandarin cold poison will appear, and the taste... is also deeply engraved.

So, Mrs. Ronghua said—

There is no one in this world who knows the green mandarin orange cold better than you.

First of all, Ji Yu had experienced the coldness of the green mandarin for more than ten years.

Secondly, when it was Mrs. Ronghua or the queen, Concubine Qing had already been executed.

Bi Hanyuan, a world-class poison that is only controlled by the Xiqi Saint Maiden, has been destroyed by the Xiqi Saint Maiden after Mrs. Ronghua left the palace and retired to the world to practice as a master, and broke into the Xiqi Saint Maiden alone and tinkered with this witch clan that has been passed down for thousands of years and has harmed people.

The Xiqi Saint Maiden died.

At the same time, the green mandarin orange cold was lost.

Oh, and Mrs. Ronghua mentioned earlier that the secret treasure that could verify bloodline ties by reducing her life span was one of the many treasures she took away after destroying the Xiqi Saint Maiden.

However, from this we can see that this saint tribe is full of bad things, not a good person.

...

Mrs. Ronghua said in a casual manner, "Biyuanhan was lost in the world more than 20 years ago. It is a strange poison of the Xiqi Saint Maiden tribe. It is not easily exposed. Only Concubine Qing took it out in the record, so the Biyuanhanhan on Yu'er should be the last case in the world."

"Now," she said, her eyes slowly moving to Xiaobao's quiet and tender little face. "This kind of strange green mandarin orange cold poison that has been lost for many years also appeared in Xiaobao's body, and it was brought from her womb... A Zi, can you tell your mother, how old is Xiaobao this year?"

"Four and a half years old." Fenghua replied without any concealment and reported his birth date.

"Yes." Mrs. Ronghua said, "Five years ago, the green mandarin cold on Yu'er's body had not yet been resolved. Xiaobao was four and a half years old, and his age was just right. All of the above must be Yu'er's child."

“…”

Ji Yu didn't say anything.

His elegant Adam's apple slid up and down several times, and something made his throat choke.

Based on Xiaobao's birth date and horoscope, it should be the one who was pregnant with Mid-Autumn Festival five years ago.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, on the Qianfo Temple, the legitimate daughter of Changning Hou Mansion who was kicked out of her house before marriage...

Ji Yu's eyes were filled with ink, and something extremely strong was about to overflow.

He couldn't help it anymore, so he reached out and grabbed Fenghua's wrist, threw down the sentence "I'm sorry for my mother to take care of Xiaobao", and then pulled her out openly.

Through the corridor, I met a woman in white who respectfully called "Young Master" and "Young Master's Lady" and just ignored it.

Just open the door and go in.

Ji Yu's breathing was rapid and slightly heavy. He pressed her against the wall and asked with a burning look, "Five years ago, on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, have you been to Qianfo Temple?"

"I've been there." This is something that can be found, and Fenghua naturally has no need to hide it. "The eldest lady of the Changning Marquis' Mansion was in bed for a long time, and her sister Wei Qingqing was talking in her ears about the Qianfo Temple asking Gods to worship Buddha. As long as she is sincere, she will be able to live, so she went."

Ji Yu's eyes suddenly darkened, like a strong night, "Xiaobao... Xiaobao is pregnant in Qianfo Temple?"

Fenghua blinked, with a word, "Yes."

Ji Yu's breathing was suffocated!
Chapter completed!