As a result, more customers were attracted to Wanchuntang, just to try their luck and see the legendary appearance of the young master of Wanchuntang.

The treatment for Nan Muchen has officially ended a few days ago. Although the poison has been completely discharged, the long-wasted internal energy in Nan Muchen's body cannot be restored overnight.

As the saying goes, save people and save them to the end, and send Buddha to the West. Su Mumu also kindly followed this principle, so she prescribed him some Chinese medicine to help restore his internal strength, strengthen his body and strengthen his body, and asked him to drink it on time.

Regarding this point, Su Mumu felt that she had really achieved her goal. Just because of this point, she thought that even if she wanted to leave Prince Ding's Mansion, that guy Nan Muchen would agree.

After reading the account books that Bihe brought back from Wanchuntang, Su Mumu was thinking about writing some new medicinal recipes. Doing business must also pay attention to the steady flow of water, so it is also important to properly introduce the old and bring out the new.

"Huh? What is this."

One sentence made Su Mumu, who was writing furiously with a brush, raised her head from the letter paper.

She looked at Bihe in confusion and saw her taking out a square wooden box from a hidden corner between the bed and the wall.

Bihe looked around the box with doubtful eyes. He didn't seem to have hidden anything like this in his memory, but he didn't dare to open it rashly, so he could only hand it to Su Mumu.

This is an ordinary square wooden box with no lock and only an iron bolt that tightly seals the opening of the wooden box. There is nothing strange about it from the outside, not even the slightest strange smell.

Su Mumu and Bihe looked at each other, nodded, and opened the box following their inner curiosity. However, they were so frightened by the contents that they broke into a cold sweat. Their hands shook and they almost threw the box away.

"Ah..." Bihe was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he took a few steps back. He stumbled under his feet and sat down on the ground. His big clear eyes were full of fear at this moment, and his whole body was even more frightened.

Shaking like chaff.

In a small wooden box, there lies a little man made of straw and red rope, with a bright yellow talisman paper attached to it. A thin silver needle shines with a cold blue light, passing through it.

Through the thin talisman paper, the talisman paper was firmly fixed on the little figure tied with straw.

And on it, the three characters "Nan Muchen" were written in red letters, which looked particularly dazzling against the yellow paper.

A faint fishy smell rushed into the tip of her nose. Su Mumu's small nose moved slightly, suppressing the discomfort in her heart. She could smell that it was the smell of black dog blood.

Punching a villain is one of the curses, and it is also the most common.

But why did such a sinister curse appear in his room? What's even more terrible is that Nan Muchen's name was written on it.

Su Mumu frowned, turned the scarecrow over in the box, and scratched the center of the scarecrow. There was nothing inside. Now she was even more confused.

If someone wanted to curse Nan Muchen, then this little straw man did it too unprofessionally. Although it looks scary on the surface, it doesn't even include the most basic hair and birth date, so it doesn't work at all.

It works!

If this little straw man is not targeting Nan Muchen, could it be... that he is targeting himself?

Using such a despicable method as a curse to murder the prince was a serious crime that would immediately kill one's head. But she asked herself, who was to blame here, even in the palace?

"Princess, this, this, this, this..." Bihe pointed at the box in Su Mumu's hand with a trembling voice, and stammered for a long time without finishing his sentence.

The lid closed with a "snap", and Su Mumu knew that the most important thing at this time was to get rid of the wooden box and the contents inside it.

He immediately pulled Bihe up, thrust the box into her arms, and said decisively: "Quick, go find a secret place to burn this wooden box!"

Bihe was stunned on the spot for a moment, not knowing how to react. Su Mumu saw her stunned on the spot, and shouted to her anxiously: "Bihe! What are you doing standing still? Go quickly!"

Bihe recovered from his fright after Su Mumu yelled, nodded quickly, turned around and ran out the door.

"Where are we going?"

Nan Muchen walked in from outside Qingwu Courtyard with a leisurely expression, followed by three or four people uniformly wearing dark gray guard uniforms.

His eyes circled around the still trembling Bihe, and finally landed directly on the square box she was holding tightly in her hand.

The smile between his brows and eyes was deeper, but that smile was cold, chilling people intuitively.

Seeing this scene, Su Mumu took a few steps forward to block Bihe, and said with a smile to Nan Muchen: "Hahaha, it's nothing, I just asked Bihe to go out and do something for me."

"Oh? Do something..." Nan Muchen repeated meaningfully, his sharp eyes shining directly on Su Mumu's face. After a while, he turned his head and ordered to the guards behind him, "Go, you guys, get out of here."

Take the box in Bihe's hand."

Several guards nodded lightly, walked up to Bihe, and surrounded her.

One of them stretched out his hand and said to Bihe: "Hand over the box in your hand!"

Bihe squeezed the box tightly, looking at Su Mumu half in embarrassment and half in need of help, looking at her pitifully with a pair of big eyes caught in mist.

Damn it, it’s such a coincidence that I brought someone here at this time!

Su Mumu's teeth itched with hatred, but seeing the aggressive looks of the guards, she couldn't think of a way out for a while. She was so anxious that a thin layer of sweat oozed out on her back, and her close-fitting fur clothes became tightly sticky due to the sweat.

Being on his back made him very uncomfortable.

Coupled with the anxious mood at the moment, it is like a hundred claws scratching my heart, and the pain is unbearable.

The guard might have been impatient, so he simply stepped forward and, regardless of Bihe's struggle, forcefully snatched the wooden box from her hand and handed it to Nan Muchen.

Nan Muchen opened the square box in his hand expressionlessly. Su Mumu could clearly hear that the moment Nan Muchen opened the box, the guards behind him made a gasping sound.

With a "bang" sound, the wooden box in his hand was thrown heavily to the ground. The lid was opened, and the straw man inside fell out, rolled a few times, and finally stopped at Su Mumu's feet.

Face up, the three words "Nan Muchen" written on the yellow paper were exposed in broad daylight. In the eyes of everyone, this confirmed Su Mumu's crime.

"How do you explain this?" Nan Muchen's voice was not loud and his tone was calm. There was no emotion or anger on his face. But to everyone's ears, it was like a loud thunder in the dark night.

With infinite power.
Chapter completed!