On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Yan Ruyu entered the room, and the scene before her made her furious and filled with strong self-blame.

Two secret guards, one on the left and one on the right, had their wrists and ankles tied up and spread out, hanging in different directions.

The whole person was more than 30 centimeters off the ground, his clothes were stained with blood, and there was a pool of dried blood under each body.

Their faces were pale and their skin was shriveled, which clearly was not a normal way of death.

Yinding walked forward with gritted teeth, his eyes red, and was about to swing the knife, but Yan Ruyu stopped him in a low voice.

"Don't worry, let me take a look first."

Yan Ruyu walked closer and touched the body lightly with her fingers. The body was already stiff and surprisingly cold.

There was no warning in the space, proving it was non-toxic, and they did not die from poisoning.

The skin was so white that it was almost transparent, and dry and wrinkled. Yan Ruyu glanced at the blood tree on the wall and had a guess in her mind, but she couldn't bear to think about it.

Huo Changhe looked at where the rope was tied. If the rope was cut, there would be no hidden mechanism or weapon.

Yan Ruyu said: "You go to both sides and cut the ropes at the same time. I will support him from behind."

If only one side is cut off, the body will inevitably be unbalanced, and no one wants to see it suffer a second injury.

Huo Changhe and Yinding went to each side, and Yan Ruyu went behind the corpse.

They both swung their knives to cut the rope at the same time, and the corpse fell down. Yan Ruyu reached out to support the back of the corpse.

At the same time, the corpse's mouth suddenly opened and shot out a cold nail.

It landed on the ground with a bang and shot into the air.

Huo Changhe's face changed slightly, and he hurried over: "Are you okay?"

Yan Ruyu withdrew her hand, and the bloodstain on her finger disappeared.

"fine."

"These damn beasts, they are taking advantage of people even after they die! They kill people like this!"

Yinding's eyes were filled with tears and his teeth were about to break.

The two secret guards are still young. Every time they come, they always praise Yinding Ge and ask him to assign more tasks. They always want them to gain experience quickly and be upgraded to senior secret guards.

Yinding laughed and scolded them for being impatient. Every time he got chocolate from Yan Ruyu, he would pretend that he couldn't snatch it from them and give some to them.

Now it turns out...

Yan Ruyu said in a deep voice: "Put the body down first."

The corpse on the other side was also put down, and this time, just like last time, a hidden weapon shot out of its mouth.

Yan Ruyu switched her eyes to perspective mode and looked carefully at the back of the corpse. There was a hidden weapon at the back of the corpse.

This position is based on human habit. If you stretch out your hand to support yourself, this is the place.

There was a hint of cold light.

Yan Ruyu was stabbed by the corpse just now.

She felt it and found that there was no warning in the space, so it was not poisonous and she was not afraid of ordinary poisons.

At this time, Huo Changhe and Yinding were both very sad, and she did not mention this matter.

Yan Ruyu observed the corpse. All the blood in the body had been drained out. There were many small wounds on the body. The wounds were also special and did not look like ordinary sword or knife wounds.

"The wound was cut very cleverly, the best place to bleed," Yan Ruyu whispered, "This is a perverted master."

Yinding's eyes were filled with resentment, and he resisted the urge to cry: "Princess, could it be that woman?"

Yan Ruyu shook her head: "I can't be sure. I'm not sure if it's her or her subordinates, but what is certain is that it is related to her."

Yinding knelt on one knee and said, "Princess, I would like to ask you to draw a portrait. Your Majesty, please order a city-wide search."

They had all seen Xiang'er, so drawing his portrait was not difficult.

Yan Ruyu nodded: "I will do it even if you don't tell me, stand up and talk."

"This matter is my fault. I was careless. I knew Xiang'er had problems, but I thought she was just scheming. I didn't expect... it was my fault."

Huo Changhe held her cold hand and said, "Yu'er, this is not your fault. If you want to blame someone, blame me."

Yan Ruyu was still thinking that when the backlash began in three days, she would go to Xiang'er to find out what happened. However, the death of these two secret guards was like a loud slap in the face.

This humiliation was no different from the last time when Madam Rong burned down Furong Pavilion.

"Leave the things here to me," Huo Changhe said, not wanting her to blame herself too much. "Don't let your mind wander."

Yan Ruyu nodded slowly: "I will draw a portrait."

The silver ingot was left behind for the time being, and the gold ingot also appeared. Huo Changhe sent Yan Ruyu back home first.

It was impossible for her to rest, so she started working non-stop and began to paint Xiang'er's portrait.

The love root in the secret guard's chest and the blood tree on the wall kept appearing in her mind. Yan Ruyu closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down.

After calming down a little, she picked up the brush again and after a few strokes, the scene just now reappeared.

Yan Ruyu felt something was not right.

It is true that she blamed herself, but she was not someone who had never seen life and death before. In her previous life, she had seen off several comrades-in-arms and had been to war zones. Life and death would not cause her to have such great emotional fluctuations.

Putting down the pen, she lowered her eyes to look at the place where her finger was pierced. The wound was very small and had already healed.

But her intuition told her that her emotional fluctuations at this moment might be related to this wound.

He opened the window and said to Linlang outside, "Go and invite the abbot."

The abbot has not left the house for the past two days. He has been busy in the space, going in and out, testing the big magnet.

The magnet certainly doesn't attract him now, but he's still a little worried. This thing suddenly appeared and attracted him, and who knows if it will suddenly act up again one day.

Just as he was daydreaming, Linlang came. When he heard that Yan Ruyu was looking for him, he hurried over.

Upon seeing Yan Ruyu, the abbot was startled: "Why do you look so bad?"

Yan Ruyu touched her face and said, "You look bad? It's okay. I have something to tell you."

The abbot refused: "No, you look very bad now, let's take a look first, nothing else is as important as your health."

Yan Ruyu had no time to look in the mirror when she came back, and didn't pay any attention at all. But when she heard what he said, she walked to the mirror and looked at herself, and was startled.

His face was pale, his lips were a little white, and he looked extremely fragile, like a thin and brittle piece of paper that would break at the slightest touch.

It was definitely not like this when she just came back, otherwise Huo Changhe would not have left, and Linlang and the boss would not have remained indifferent.

Linlang did not follow the abbot into the house just now, otherwise she would have made a fuss.

"That's what I want to say," Yan Ruyu put down the mirror and calmed down. "I need to go into the space to recuperate. I'm afraid it will take a few hours. I specially want to tell you."

"Okay, okay, you should rest now," the abbot nodded repeatedly, his tone showing panic, "What's wrong with you? Or should we ask Army Doctor Cao to come and take a look?"

"No need," Yan Ruyu smiled lightly, "Don't panic, my medical skills are no worse than his, have you forgotten?"

The abbot forced a smile and said nothing.

Yan Ruyu took out a hidden weapon and placed it on the handkerchief.

"If I don't wake up, don't panic. Call me in the space first. If that doesn't work, call Miaomiao and let him look at this."

When the abbot mentioned asking Miaomiao to come, his hair stood on end and his eyes widened.

"Call him? You...you..."

My name is Miaomiao, which means medical skills. It refers to things that ordinary medicine cannot solve.

"Just in case."

"Remember?"

The abbot's throat was blocked and the sudden change made him a little confused.

"remember."