Before the Ninth Princess's bleeding-stop pill was released, the crowds that had originally gathered in the Tianning Medicine Shop had already flowed to Jubao Pavilion.

The palace maid Bi Rui's nose was crooked and cursed hatefully: "I don't know who is not open to his eyes, but he dares to steal the limelight from my princess."

"Birui, don't talk nonsense." The Ninth Princess put away the bleeding-stop pill that she had worked hard to refine, and there was a confident smile on her face: "The marrow washing pill has very high requirements for the refining environment. Even if the master refines the pill, we are not allowed to make any noise. I am curious, who is so arrogant."

"I think Jubao Pavilion must be a pretentious thing." Birui spoke out angrily and held a grudge against Princess Ninth.

"Who made my ninth sister so unhappy?" At this moment, a hearty laughter came.

Seeing the man riding a snow-white unicorn horse from far to near, the Ninth Princess had a smile and a sweet voice on her face:

"Second brother, you are finally back. I thought you only want Sister Xian'er and don't want Yulian."

Bi Rui even rushed to express her feelings: "Go back to the Prince, you are not the treasure pavilion. I don't know where I found an alchemist named Youying. He actually slapped our ninth princess in the face in public and threatened to refine the marrow-cleaning pill in public. Are you ridiculous?"

"You'll know when you go and have a look." Prince Nangong Chu waved his hand and pulled the Ninth Princess onto his horse.

The two of them rode together, guarded by more than a dozen guards, heading towards the Jubao Pavilion like stars holding the moon.

Outside the main hall of Jubao Pavilion.

A satisfied smile finally appeared on Sister Mei's face.

Yishu Yipin, the popularity of Jubao Pavilion is back.

The Ninth Princess is beautiful, but the pill she refined is too inferior.

There is nothing to compare when there is no comparison, but if compared with marrow washing pill, hemostatic pill can be compared with marrow washing pill? It is obvious that cheap hemostatic herb can be used to hemostatic pill to heal injuries directly. Who can take hemostatic pill like this?

The marrow-cleaning pill is different. The change in qualifications affects the cultivation level of Yisheng.

Which one is more attractive can be imagined.

Although the beauty of the Ninth Princess is a rare beauty in the world, the alchemist Youying in Jubao Pavilion has a unique mysterious appearance, which makes the alchemist more noble.

Her figure is as slim as a fairy, and her white dark patterned pharmacist robe looks even more solemn. Although the silver mask covers the whole face, it only reveals her cold eyes, making people want to take off the mask and see what a peerless and charming face it is.

When she was refining the alchemy, she was not as careful as the Ninth Princess Nangong Yulian, but she seemed to do it casually.

But her alchemy technique is like flowing clouds and water without any obstacles. It looks like the ultimate enjoyment of listening to the fairy music.

Originally, Sister Mei, the shopkeeper of Jubao Pavilion branch, had already taken the seat behind Feng Xingying and was about to serve as a foil for her in person.

What is used to highlight the mystery of the alchemist Youying in words, and secondly, we will further introduce the wonderful uses and difficulty of refining the marrow cleansing pill, so as to build momentum for Youying and Jubao Pavilion.

But later, Sister Mei was as smart as she chose to shut up wisely.

Feng Xingying's actions were so perfect that they could not be destroyed by words. Just watching her refining the alchemy quietly was a kind of enjoyment.

The perfect movement of alchemy added a bit of mysterious beauty to her.

In the towering attic of Jubao Pavilion, the two people who were originally playing chess stopped their chess pieces and looked quietly below.

"Brother Qin knows her?" The man in white spoke out indifferently.

The person sitting opposite him was dressed in a standard black body, and even the chess pieces in his hand were black, but I don’t know if his heart was also this color.

The man in black did not deny it. Ruyu carved lips slightly raised, with a little inexplicable joy: "Is it obvious?"

The man in white did not answer, which was the default.

He just followed Qin Molin's gaze and quietly looked at the mysterious woman downstairs who was concentrating on refining alchemy. After a while, he made a quiet voice:
Chapter completed!