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

Xie Qiao couldn't figure it out.

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

After a thick pile, they all handed it out: "Your status is honorable, they wouldn't dare to touch you, but with these, they will be a little farther away from you on weekdays."

If you stay far away, this dragon spirit will not be so easily sucked away.

"Miss Xie drew so many charms, wouldn't this hand be exhausted?" Zhao Xuanjing took it with a straight face, and suddenly measured his head again, placing the peeled melon seeds in the plate in front of her. He smiled casually, "It doesn't matter if this little problem is."

"Small problem?" Xie Qiao was confused.

This is a big problem!

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

She also recruits ghosts, but the nature is different. Because she can see, 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... has also lived in the world? That's the case, it's better to thank the girl for her help and paint these dirty things that always linger around me, and send this portrait to the Ministry of Households to find out their ancestors It’s clear that if there are any living offspring, all of them will be chopped off.” Zhao Xuanjing said, drinking a cup of tea quietly, “copy the family, destroy the clan, and level the ancestral land.”

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

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

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

Xie Qiao nodded dumbfounded.

It works well.

"That's good. In the future, if there is something dirty when I meet with Miss Xie, please let the girl describe it. It's okay for me to paint by myself." Zhao Xuanjing said slowly again.

Zhou Weizong took a step back furtively.

A pair of eyes dare not look around at this moment.

He understood that Xie Banxian could understand yin and yang even without opening the altar.

and……

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

The ghosts around here are quite timid, there is not one left at this moment.

It seems that there are some relatives in Yangjian.

Xie Qiao gave him a look of praise.

"This miscellaneous soul is gone. When Miss Xie looked at me, did she feel more comfortable?" Zhao Xuanjing said slowly, and the spring breeze was proud. "I heard that this evil puppet is afraid of evil people. With this fierce sentence, they all escaped. It seems that the rumors are correct."

"This is also a way. This wicked person is full of anger, even if he is angry, he will naturally have enough yang." Xie Qiao nodded solemnly, and then glanced at the prince suspiciously. Turning around, "What does the imperial doctor who asks your Highness every day say?"

Could it be, where is it?

"Ms. Xie goes on, I'm afraid this anger can't be extinguished." Zhao Xuanjing glared at her, faintly, "It's okay, this body is not 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 thought he was weird, especially the look in his eyes, as if he was sulking and handsome and beautiful.

"What is the doctor? Your Royal Highness is not in good health?" At this time, Xie Pinggang took his hand, strode over, and said.

"It's not a serious problem, just anger." After the last three words, Zhao Xuanjing's words were clear.