Chapter 33: The True Dragon Emperor, a Perfect Tonic

When Hu Mianmian returned to the Hu family, the black fog that shrouded the mansion had completely dissipated.

The moon once again revealed its bright blue light.

"Headache..." the little guy muttered, staggering into the yard where Chen Qingyin lived.

At first she didn't feel anything, but now it should be the effect of Tiger Soul taking effect.

She felt hot and uncomfortable all over, as if all her internal organs were in agony.

"Princess Mianmian!" Yoyo popped out from nowhere and said indignantly, "I thought you were eaten by the white tiger, and I was just about to go find him to settle the score!"

Hu Mianmian said weakly: "Next time you see him, run away from him, otherwise he will be used to fill the gaps between people's teeth, and I can't save you."

Yoyo nodded: "Oh! I remember!"

The problem is, it can't outrun it, right?

When the white tiger appeared today, it sensed something was wrong and turned around to run away, but was held down by its claw and started vomiting blood.

The disparity in power is so terrifying.

Hu Mianmian felt very uncomfortable. Youyou was surprised: "Princess Mianmian, you look so pale!"

The little guy held his stomach, enduring the powerful force of the tiger soul coursing through his body.

Some of her magic power had just been sucked away, and at this time, Hu Po should be repairing her spiritual energy.

It was natural for her to feel uncomfortable. After all, she was a fox, not a little tiger.

They practiced different magic, just like ice encountering fire. There was nothing she could do about the discomfort.

Hu Mianmian said tiredly: "I want to have a good sleep. Please keep an eye on Liang Yunyan for me."

Yoyo immediately sat up straight, with its big tail pointing to the sky, and it promised righteously: "Princess Mianmian, don't worry, I'm here and I will definitely not let them commit adultery in the inner house!"

Hu Mianmian tiptoed into the room and fell asleep next to Chen Qingyin.

I didn't know how long I slept.

When Chen Qingyin woke up in the morning, she saw the little guy beside her curled up in a ball, his face red from sleeping.

"Why is this child still wearing shoes when she sleeps? Didn't I take them off for her before she went to bed last night?" Chen Qingyin wondered and helped take off the shoes on her daughter's little feet.

Not long after, Hu Mianmian woke up.

After a night's rest, her spiritual power recovered a lot, and she also completely absorbed the tiger soul.

The little guy stretched lazily and sat up, and asked in a baby voice: "Mom, are we going to the palace to see our godmother today?"

Chen Qingyin nodded and asked Linlang to help Hu Mianmian wash and change clothes.

"Mianmian, we'll leave after breakfast. The carriage sent by the palace is already waiting at the door."

"Okay!" Hu Mianmian was full of confidence.

With her original magical power, helping mortals to live longer is not a problem at all.

Now with the help of Hu Po, it would be no problem for her to make Concubine Shu recover immediately.

Today, Concubine Shu will definitely be saved!

Hu Mianmian cooperated with Linlang, stretched out her little arms and asked her to help her put on clothes.

Suddenly, Linlang looked at Hu Mianmian's little face and examined her in confusion.

"Ma'am, come and see, there is a layer of skin on the young lady's face."

Chen Qingyin quickly put down the comb and walked over.

The two men bent down and surrounded Hu Mianmian to observe her.

I saw that a layer of skin had indeed formed on the little guy's fair and tender face.

Chen Qingyin was a little worried: "Get a basin of warm water and try to wipe it."

Linlang quickly came over with a wet towel and gently wiped Hu Mianmian twice.

Then, the little guy saw that his mother and Linlang both gasped.

Hu Mianmian's heart skipped a beat.

She quickly touched her soft, round face with her little hands.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Did I grow a beard?" The little guy was very frightened.

She was really afraid that after absorbing the tiger spirit, she would look like a white tiger, with a cat-like face and a beard.

Chen Qingyin's eyes were red, and she smiled: "Mianmian, your face has become white, and the birthmark is gone."

The little guy was stunned and took the handheld round mirror handed to him by Linlang.

Looking in the mirror, I saw that the little guy's skin was as smooth as a peeled egg.

The originally rose-red birthmark turned into a layer of skin, and it fell off directly after a gentle wash!

Linlang was also moved to tears: "I have already said that this birthmark will not stay on the young lady's face forever."

Chen Qingyin touched her daughter's face and shed tears of relief.

Ever since she gave birth to Hu Mianmian and discovered that she had an ugly birthmark on her face, she felt very guilty.

Chen Qingyin believed that it must be because she did not pay enough attention when she was pregnant, and did not worship the fetal goddess properly, which caused her daughter to become like this.

Although she would not dislike Hu Mianmian's appearance, people have always been harsh on women.

What Chen Qingyin feared the most was that when Hu Mianmian grew up, she would start to pursue beauty and would understand that everyone was laughing at the birthmark on her face. How would the little one live then?

Fortunately, all the worries were gone now.

Seeing the emotion in Chen Qingyin's eyes, Hu Mianmian had an idea.

"Mother, this must be related to the dream I had last night."

"What dream?"

"I dreamed of a kind old lady who said she was my grandmother. She touched my little face, and when I woke up, the birthmark was gone! It must have been my grandmother who wiped it off for me."

Chen Qingyin was stunned and tears quickly flowed out.

She hugged her daughter tightly and choked up, saying, "Your grandmother is in heaven, and she hasn't forgotten to protect us."

The greatest comfort for a person is that she knows that her deceased loved ones are still protecting her.

Chen Qingyin pulled Hu Mianmian onto the carriage to the palace.

At the same time, another carriage also drove from the National Temple to the Imperial Palace.

The old eunuch who was in charge of welcoming the Ninth Prince stared at him with some indifference.

"Your Highness, the Emperor has summoned you to the palace to test the results of your meditation in the temple these days. You must behave well, otherwise if you anger the Emperor, you will continue to stay in the National Temple and it will be difficult for you to return to the palace."

The young man was wearing a plain white robe and leaning against the wall of the car.

His still young and handsome face showed a bit of quiet arrogance because of his dark eyebrows and thick eyelashes.

He ignored the eunuch and just folded his arms, leaning quietly against the wall of the carriage.

The old eunuch snorted.

act recklessly!

If he was a smart person, he would have known how to bribe him and find out the emperor's likes and dislikes.

The corners of the Ninth Prince's mouth were tight, he certainly didn't care about how to please the Emperor.

Because this time he entered the palace, he was planning to kill everyone in the palace to increase his magic power.

Especially for the emperor, the destiny of the true dragon emperor is equivalent to a great tonic.

These people will all become ghosts soon, and he is too lazy to waste time talking to the dying.

The early autumn wind blew through the palace, and the sycamore tree planted in Concubine Shu's yard was in a state of disarray.

When Chen Qingyin pulled Hu Mianmian into the house, the little guy felt a heavy air of death.

The palace maids standing around were all crying silently.

Concubine Shu had been fighting with the Queen for seven or eight years. When Concubine Shu died, her confidants would definitely not live long either.

The trusted palace maid led Chen Qingyin to Concubine Shu's bedside.

"Your Majesty, Madam Hu is here to see you..." The senior palace maid choked with red eyes.

The thin beauty on the couch had sunken cheeks and a pale complexion, and it was obvious that she would soon die.

She heard the voice of the palace maid, tried hard to open her eyes, and looked to the side with a confused and blurry look.

"Qingyin... you are here to see me off for the last time."