Chapter 995: Miracle Medicine

"He has mental problems. He lives in his own world. There is no way to use normal people's thinking." Wei Yuanwei sighed softly after hearing this. How can normal people communicate with mentally ill patients? They all have their own In this world, no one can disturb him: "He thinks Yaoyao is helping him achieve great things, but you stand up and tell him that Yaoyao is using him. Of course he is not willing to accept it. The more you talk, the more he The more he thinks you are obstructing him."

"Yes, I have clearly felt his paranoia just now, and the unreasonable look in his eyes. I know that what I am saying is useless." Mu Jin sighed lightly, seeming a little bit It's a pity that if Feng Yin's mind was normal, he would not be manipulated by the demon so easily.

"Feng Yin is in the palace now?"

Mu Jin smiled slightly again: "Yes, and Feng Yin also appeared as me. Mu Zhi is planning to give up his position to Feng Yin. It seems that Yaoyao doesn't know what deal he made with Mu Zhi. Anyway, his final goal is me. chant?"

Mu Jin said it very relaxedly, the haze from a few months ago had long dissipated.

Now for Mu Jin, he is just waiting for Fuchen and Yaoyao to appear.

"You are more open-minded now." Wei Yuanwei looked at Mu Jin and said with a relaxed expression, as if as long as Mu Jin relaxed his brows, she would also feel relaxed and without any worries.

"What's the joy of life, and what's the fear of death?" Mu Jin raised an eyebrow at Wei Yuanwei: "Anyway, we have the handle of Yaoyao. If Fuchen is really forced to be lowered and has to live and die with Yaoyao, Then let’s go all out and see what the solution is to break the curse.”

Mu Jin's posture when speaking was indescribably free and uninhibited.

"I have already thought about it. When it comes to the last step, Feng Yin may know that he has been cheated, so I asked him to hand over the antidote before that, so that we can be together forever." Mu Jin He spoke extremely seriously, and seemed to turn all dangers into smoke with a faint smile.

It seemed that because of this smile, Wei Yuanwei's sad mood was relieved, and she said softly: "Aren't you afraid that Feng Yin won't be able to accept this stimulation and will lose his mind?"

Mu Jin narrowed his eyes: "Then the rest, my biggest task is to get Feng Yin's antidote. It just so happens that I still have a lot of the aphrodisiac Zheyan gave me. I will find Feng Yin tomorrow. Let’s have a good chat and cooperate with him in his spring and autumn dreams.”

Wei Yuanwei thought for a moment: "Just obey what he says, but don't be too obedient. Show that you are helpless and have to obey. He will have a sense of accomplishment in this way. If you give him that medicine later, if If he smokes it every day, he will definitely become addicted in half a month."

"Okay, I'll go find Feng Yin tomorrow to catch up on old times." Mu Jin nodded, meaning that he knew what to do.

Wei Yuanwei lowered her eyes. Those drugs were made by Ning Zheyan, and those were the only ones left, and there would be no more in the future.

Early the next morning, Mu Zhi announced the news in the main hall, which shocked the whole country.

Mu Jin, who had disappeared for many years and was rumored to be dead, reappeared, which undoubtedly caused a stir.

When Mu Zhi gave up the throne to Mu Jin, the faces of all the civil and military officials were shocked and dumbfounded.

Not long after, the atmosphere in the hall became extremely strange. Everyone lowered their heads and carefully communicated with their eyes, but they didn't even dare to take a breath.

The high-ranking ministers wanted to object, but they thought of the sudden disappearance of Prince An and Prince Lu, and Mu Jin stood next to the emperor with a look of arrogance and coldness.

No one dared to have any objections.

Mu Zhi's cold eyes glanced over the minister below, and he clenched his hand tightly on the dragon's handle, thinking angrily, is the name Mu Jin really so shocking?

No matter what decision he made before, there were always some people who came out to stop and advise him, but now because of Mu Jin, these people didn't even dare to speak out.

Mu Zhi took a deep breath, looked at Feng Yin aside, and then showed an unpredictable smile.

Anyway, Feng Yin and Mu Jin don't have much time left to live.

At that time, the world will still be his.

Then, before everyone could fully digest the news, Mu Zhi announced another news, which was to confer the title of Young Master Qingming Shuixie as the only vassal king of Nanyue Kingdom.

He is the only prince with a foreign surname in Nanyue Kingdom.

Under everyone's cold sweat and shocked eyes, Mu Jin, wearing a moon-white gown and a silver mask, slowly walked in from outside the hall.

The ministers looked at Mu Jin walking by and at the arrogant Feng Yin on the stage. Many people began to whisper to each other: "Why are the young master of Qingming Waterside Pavilion and Mu Jin in such shape?" Are they similar?"

Mu Jin's eyes swept through everyone's eyes one by one. After many years, he could still see several faces in the court that he had seen when he was the prince.

Now these people are already ministers of the imperial court.

Mu Zhi announced that he would officially abdicate on the first day of next month and be demoted to prince.

Feng Yin on the stage looked at Mu Jin below the stage, and for some reason he felt a sense of superiority that he had never felt before.

He finally stood on the stage he had dreamed of with his new identity and status. Looking at Mu Jin who was bowing his head in front of him, he felt that he had never been so happy in his life.

He finally got the life he wanted. After today, everyone knows that he is Mu Jin.

"How does it feel to be below one person and above ten thousand people?" After going down to court, Mu Jin and Feng Yin walked on the exquisite pavilions. The magnificent palaces stood in front of Feng Yin. .

Let Feng Yin feel like he is walking on the clouds, his whole body is floating, as if he has become the emperor now and is worshiped by thousands of his subjects.

Feng Yin turned around and stretched out his hands. His handsome and pure face was full of arrogance and arrogance, and his entire black eyes were filled with lust: "This feeling is really good. I feel like I am just now." It can be regarded as living in the true sense. This great country will soon be mine, not already mine."

Mu Jin raised the corners of her lips coldly, and then agreed: "Yes, the emperor will still select the three thousand beauties in the harem. All the glory, wealth, and splendid country will belong to the emperor."

Feng Yin was in a state of excitement at Mu Jin's words: "Yes, then this world will belong to me. I can do whatever I want and will no longer be restricted by anyone. You must do it within five years." Help me manage the country well and unify Beimo Kingdom and Xiling Kingdom."

"This is natural, but the emperor must keep his promise." Mu Jin walked behind Feng Yin, with his hands behind his back and his back straight. Although his words seemed to be respectful, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

"As long as you help me do this, of course I will give you the antidote. I hope that your relationship with Wei Yuanxi will be long-lasting and your love will remain the same as before." Feng Yin turned his head and looked at Mu Jin and said evilly.

Mu Jin's eyes under the mask flickered slightly, and then said: "After so many years, looking at the familiar scenes in front of me, I can't help but sigh. Remembering that at that time, the most popular thing among the nobles and nobles was to get together. When I smoked lucky powder, I felt really drunk, as if I was in a dream in the clouds, so happy and carefree. Unfortunately, after I left the palace, I never smoked again."

"What is a lucky fan?" Listening to Mu Jin's wistful and nostalgic tone, Feng Yin was naturally curious.

"Lucky powder is also called the magic medicine. It is very popular among the nobles. At that time, sucking the magic medicine was a symbol of status and power. Inhaling the magic powder made people refreshed, radiant, and improved their memory. It is of great help to study and practice martial arts. This magical medicine is only available to the royal family. Not to mention ordinary people, even wealthy businessmen cannot have access to it, because the medicinal materials used to make the magical medicine are extremely precious. , it will benefit people without any harm." The more mysterious and sparse Mu Jin said, the more likely Feng Yin was to take the bait.

He had already understood Feng Yin's mentality.

"Why have I never heard of it?" Feng Yin's arrogant face turned gloomy as he listened to Mu Jin talking about the past events in the palace.

Mu Jin's words undoubtedly poured cold water on his head.

"It is said that this magical medicine is only spread among the royal nobles. The emperor has never been born in the palace since he was a child, so he naturally does not know about it. Besides this magical medicine, there are many things that the emperor does not know about. However, the emperor does not need to Hurry, someone will naturally tell the Emperor when he officially ascends the throne." Mu Jin's dark eyes carefully observed the expression on Feng Yin's face.

Why wouldn't Feng Yin not want to know the things he once had and knew?

He really wanted to be him!

"Tell me now what that fairy powder is. Does it really have such a miraculous effect?" Feng Yin was obviously caught.

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't be so popular with the nobles and nobles. However, in those years, the use of it was too widespread, which made the already precious medicinal materials become even rarer. In recent years, it is rare to smoke the fairy powder. It is said that even the emperor can only suck it two or three times a year, let alone other people." Mu Jin's lips curved with a meaningful arc.

Hearing this Feng Yin's expression became obviously more ugly, and Mu Jin looked even more jealous.

"However, I do remember that I still hid part of the fairy powder back then. I don't know if that place is still there after so many years, or if it has been discovered by others. If not, how many times can I smoke it? I've had that addiction." Mu Jin raised her thin lips and said with an intoxicated look on her face.

"After so many years, can I still take the medicine?" Feng Yin said coldly.

Mu Jin shrugged, "I don't know. I'll find out when the time comes to check. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."