Green tea sick beauty after whitening

Although there is no suspicion on Qu Chang's side for the time being, the case is not over. The gang of Nanrong people with strange backgrounds has never been seen again. The progress of the case is very embarrassing for the Criminal Department and Dali Temple.

Qu Changshou had been running around in the wind and snow for a long time before, exhausting his mind and mind, and his mood fluctuated. Although he spoke in a chic way, his body still couldn't get over it. After returning, he caught the wind and cold and was bedridden for several days.

His health in this life has improved a lot, but after all, the long-accumulated illness is too heavy, and it is slow to fully recover.

Seeing that Qu Chang was ill again, Jing Qianjiang couldn't help being very distressed, so he went to the Prime Minister's mansion to watch over him, sat by the bed for a while, and accidentally fell asleep lying on the edge of the bed.

He didn't sleep well this time, and his mind was full of miscellaneous dreams.

For a while, he dreamed that after the Li Qiuhe incident, Qu Changlu was obviously estranged from Qi Hui, and he went to the door to inquire about the reason, and for a while he dreamed that Qi Hui soldiers forced Qu Changlu to jump off the cliff, and he galloped back to catch up.

In the end, what impressed Jing Qianjiang the most was that he found out that he had been reborn. He personally went to find a corpse that was exactly the same as Le Youxia's in the graveyard, carried it to Qi Hui, and told him, "You have already killed Le Youxia." , don't bother him anymore!"

Throwing the body on the ground, Jing Qianjiang woke up.

He suddenly raised his head, Qu Zhang on the bed was still lying quietly, the heavy quilt made him look very thin, as if he was not even breathing.

Jing Qianjiang hadn't fully woken up from the dream, and felt his heartbeat stopped at that moment, so he hurried over and tried it with his finger under Qu Chang's nose.

And breathing.

He just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Qu Chang negative say quietly: "Not dead."

Jing Qianjiang said: "Ah, you, are you awake?"

Qu Chang said: "Well, I didn't wake up for long."

After the two of them said these few words, Jing Qianjiang also recovered from the trance of the dream, and saw that the quilt on the edge of Qu Chang's bed was already a little wrinkled by himself, so he stretched out his hands to smooth it out.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Qu Changlu didn't move after waking up, probably because he didn't want to affect his rest.

Jing Qianjiang said: "Xiao Xia, you..."

Qu Chang said: "I'm fine now, there is no shortage of servants here, you go back."

He paused, and said again: "My health has improved a lot in this life, and I won't die."

It was really an idea to think of coming to see if he was angry.

Jing Qianjiang stood up, leaned over and touched Qu Changying's forehead, feeling a little hot, but it should be better than before.

The bitterness of the dream and the sweetness of reality are intertwined, making his heart full of thoughts and suddenly emotional.

Jing Qianjiang propped his hands on the bed, leaned down, and kissed Qu Chang's forehead again, and said in a low voice, "I really, really, really love you. You...don't worry about anything else."

His lips slid down the bridge of the curved nose, and then kissed his lips lightly, tasting the bitterness of the medicine and the slightest hint of sweetness.

Qu Changlu bit him, but it wasn't heavy, Jing Qianjiang let go of him, lifted his body up a bit, and said, "What's the matter?"

Qu Chang negative turned his head slightly, and said after a while: "I'm not cured yet, but you really don't care."

Jing Qianjiang said: "I don't care, if you infect me with your wind and cold, you will be cured, that would be great."

He could feel that, rather than saying that Qu Chang's tolerance for him was getting higher and higher, it would be better to say that he was less and less resistant to his approach, and was gradually getting used to it.

This realization made Jing Qianjiang feel happy.

He also discovered it through getting along and running in gradually, with Qu Changyou, you can't explain everything clearly.

Then he will definitely treat feelings as goods, weigh them on the scale in his heart, and finally come up with the most rational and ruthless answer.

——This thing is useless to him, and the touching words can't touch his heart.

Only by getting closer, getting used to it, and giving in a little bit, can the relationship between the two of them become instinctive, so that he will no longer erect the ice wall that keeps people thousands of miles away.

In fact, from the beginning of the acquaintance, the relationship between the two of them has been like this, and there is no need to explain, and there is only a period of silently accompanying each other.

The two were silent for a while, Qu Zhang negative didn't know what he was thinking, and sighed.

Jing Qianjiang came back to his senses, and said softly: "You ate too little yesterday, so even if you always drink bitter medicine, you won't get better too quickly. I'll ask someone to cook some porridge for you, and you can eat it later Come on, okay? I'll be with you."

Qu Chang said: "If you want to eat, just say it."

Jing Qianjiang laughed.

He accompanied Qu Changlong to eat and took medicine before coming out. After leaving Xiangfu, the relaxed expression on Jing Qianjiang's face disappeared, and he straightened his robe solemnly and went to the Ministry of Punishment.

He always felt that this matter was wrong, after much deliberation, he decided to take a look at Li Qiuhe's body.

The focus of the case has shifted to the Nanrong people. The dead bodies were no longer important. Jing Qianjiang came back to make a request, and it didn't take much effort to get it.

Xing Sen, a member of the criminal department, was on duty and personally brought him in. He also said with a smile, "Your Highness came in time this time. Tomorrow these corpses will be sent back to their relatives for burial."

Jing Qianjiang said: "Isn't the case closed yet?"

"However, the corpse has been inspected repeatedly, and there is no abnormality. The focus of this case is not on the dead, so it will not be kept."

Jing Qianjiang looked at Li Qiuhe's body and said nothing.

It was already winter at this time, and people froze to death. They were kept in the ice room of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. There were no scars or signs of decay on the surface, and it looked as if they had fallen asleep.

He is not a professional coroner, he doesn't know much about it, and he can't see anything, but this Li Qiuhe died too fast.

Standing by the side, Xing Sen was about to say something, when suddenly he saw King Jing put his hand on the sword at his waist, and pulled it out with a wipe.

His fast sword was well-known, Xing Sen only felt a murderous aura, he panicked and retreated a few steps, but saw Jing Qianjiang's sword went straight into the heart of the corpse, nailing it right through.

Because it is a dead person, naturally no blood will flow out.

Jing Qianjiang held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and looked down fixedly, only to see Li Qiuhe's body was like a pile of rotten meat on a chopping board, and he didn't respond, letting him move.

With such a sword strike, it doesn't matter if he is really dead or pretending to be dead, he won't be able to revive anyway.

The people who followed were all frightened, Xing Sen stammered: "Your Highness, Your Highness..."

What kind of deep hatred is this, and you came here to stab the corpse on purpose?

Jing Qianjiang put the sword away, without explaining, and said lightly: "This king has finished reading, thank you."

After speaking, he left, leaving a group of people scratching their heads.

After a while, a small official said in a low voice: "My lord, what should we do? The person who came to pick up the corpse tomorrow saw the wound on the corpse. We can't explain it."

Xing Sen said: "Forget it, let's find someone to make this corpse look better, I'm sorry, no one dares to say anything. But you, go out and buy some joss sticks and paper money to come back to worship, it's too bad luck."

He couldn't help shivering, and murmured: "His Royal Highness King Jing really doesn't believe in evil."

On the second day, Song Yan hired a cart to transport Li Qiuhe's body away. No one in the criminal department asked for trouble. He told him what Jing Qianjiang had done, but Song Yan himself didn't find out.

He used to be an official, and there were many acquaintances in the criminal department, but now he fell into this role, he really couldn't hold his head up, he entered the door and settled the matter as quickly as possible, then left.

Song Yan didn't dare to reveal his wealth, so he bought a thin-skinned coffin and buried it for Li Qiuhe.

After finishing this matter, he quietly went to the back kitchen, unscrewed the stove, and went to the underground secret room full of jewels.

Every time you go in, the shining precious light inside can dazzle people's eyes.

Song Yan stood quietly inside for a while, then stroked the dazzling array of jewels, and said in a low voice:

"It is said that those who take these jewels without authorization will die badly and die suddenly. It is really evil, but dad, you are already the second person to end up in this way, those Nanrong people-will let it go ?"

"I didn't take the things, but now all the consequences are falling on me... um."

The huge amount of wealth in hand - all the glory and wealth in the future will be settled here, if you want to give it up, you must be absolutely reluctant.

But holding it like this is not an option, he needs protection and backing.

If it was the original, Song Yan would have found Qi Hui without hesitation. Now it seems that this heartless Prince really does not intend to control him, so what should we do?

As he was thinking, he was unconsciously pawing at the pile of jewels with his hands, and suddenly felt that something had pricked him.

Song Yan looked down and found that it was a wolf head mask made of gold, with bared teeth, looking very ferocious, he was just stabbed by wolf teeth.

It's just...why does this mask look familiar?

Suddenly, some old images appeared in his mind, Song Yan's eyes lit up, he put the mask in his arms, and took it out of the secret room.

At night, Qi Zhan heard from his subordinates that Song Yan wanted to find a chance to meet him, and even offered him a pure gold wolf-head mask embedded with gemstones as a gift.

Although Qi Zhan was grounded by the emperor, it doesn't mean that he really can't communicate with the outside world. There are still many ways to do what he wants to do.

Hearing the news, he sneered and said, "Song Yan, isn't that Qi Hui's companion in the past? I heard that Qi Hui had given up on him, and he came towards me like a dog. He just wanted to take refuge in me. King—he deserves it too."

He didn't even care to look at the mask one more time, and waved his hand to let the people who came in to get out.

The man went out with the mask, but turned back after a while.

He reported: "His Royal Highness, Song Yan said that you are recuperating in the mansion now because you have a disease in your heart, and recently the disease has added to the disease, that's why you are like this. He knows how to heal Your Highness, I just look forward to seeing you."

Qi Zhan pondered for a while when he heard this, and then smiled.

He asked, "Wu Tong, do you know what this man is most afraid of?"

"Subordinates don't know."

Qi Zhan said with a smile: "Some people are smart and good at scheming, some are brave and invincible, but these are all worthless."

"A villain with no principles and no bottom line is the most difficult to kill." He said leisurely, "Okay, let him come in, take the secret path, so that no one can see him."

After Song Yan entered the door, he saluted Qi Zhan, and Qi Zhan said indifferently: "You said that the king has a heart disease, and you are cursing the king, are you tired of living?"

Song Yandao: "Your Majesty calm down, the villain has no such intentions. It's just that the villain dared to say something, because I used to be the prince's person, and I know that there is already an incompatible relationship between you and the prince. Last time At the palace banquet, the lord's ingenious plan had already gained the upper hand, but at the critical moment, the victory turned into defeat, because the prince who had always been at odds joined hands with King Jing."

Qi Zhan raised his eyebrows, half listening.

"And the two of them are like this, the key lies in Qu Changshou. If he can be eliminated, His Highness must be able to recover from this illness."

When Qi Zhan heard the words "Qu Chang negative", he finally looked at Song Yan.

"If my king remembers correctly, Qi Hui is your old master, and Qu Chang is your cousin."

Song Yan smiled wryly and said: "The villain has already said everything frankly, so why should the lord be so reserved. Everyone knows that there is no place for me under the prince's command, and the Song family will also remove me. No more, the villain hopes to be blessed by His Highness, and also hopes that His Highness can succeed!"

Qi Zhan was noncommittal: "Show your hole cards, if there is enough value, I will not be stingy."

"In fact, things have been presented from the beginning."

Song Yan raised the wolf-head mask in his hand again: "The villain doesn't know how to explain the specific situation, but the villain learned by accident that the Nanrong people are looking for this golden mask. And this pattern, as early as two Years ago, I saw Qu Chang negative painting."

Qi Zhan frowned and said, "What does this mean?"

Song Yan didn't say a lot of words clearly. He held the mask in his hand and looked at it, thinking about this proposal in his heart.

Song Yandao: "My father picked up this mask by accident. I heard that it is of great significance to the people of Nanrong. They have been eager to find it. But it is a dead thing. If they find out that someone has drawn a drawing, then it must be Will not give up even more."

In fact, what he said to Qi Zhan was half-truth and half-false. Song Yan's real purpose was to use Qi Zhan's hand to quietly spread the fact that Qu Changlong had drawn the mask artwork to Nan Rong.

In this way, those people will think that the jewelry was taken away by Qu Changcheng, and they will solve the trouble by themselves, and they don't have to get involved in this matter at all.

Of course, it is true that Qu Chang negative had drawn the artwork—although Song Yan didn't know why he drew it.

But those are not important anymore, as long as Qi Zhan is willing to do this.

Song Yan couldn't help but smile a little.

Qi Zhan murmured: "For such an important thing to Nan Rong, your father picked it up right away?"

Song Yan said: "This..."

Qi Zhan interrupted him: "Isn't your father dead? Could it be that his death has something to do with this?"

These words made Song Yan terrified.

He suddenly discovered that he had been pretending to be smart all along.

It turned out that relying on being familiar with Qi Hui, he thought it could influence his thinking, but he didn't expect that the other party would not soften his heart when it comes to key issues.

It's the same now, because Qi Zhan has always been slutty, and he has never gained the upper hand in the struggle with Qi Hui, Song Yan felt that he could be used, but he didn't expect that Wei Wang was also so sensitive.

He didn't even think about it, these princes grew up in the court, even though they would inevitably fail when fighting with each other, how could they be calculated by him?

That secret cannot be revealed no matter what, Song Yan almost sweated on his forehead: "This..."

Qi Zhan quietly admired his anxious expression for a moment, then he laughed and said: "Mr. Song, Mr. Song, you are a little tender for wanting to play tricks in front of this king with your ingenuity. "

Song Yan couldn't help but knelt down.

Qi Zhan gave him a kick, and then he picked up the mask in his hand and looked at it for a while: "However, your idea does have some merits. I will try to confirm whether Qu Changlu has drawn any blueprints. You Go down first, remember, don't act rashly without my king's order."

Song Yan never dared to have any other thoughts, and repeatedly said yes.

Qi Zhan got up and wanted to leave, but suddenly turned back, raised Song Yan's jaw with the tip of his boots and looked at it for a moment, then said frivolously:

"One more thing, didn't I hear that you and Qu Chang are both sons of the daughter of the Song family? They say that the boy Xiao Mu, why is there such a big difference in appearance? Otherwise, this king might treat you more Some interest."

Song Yan didn't know what expression to make, Qi Zhan had retracted his feet and laughed: "Come here, see off the guests!"

Because Qi Zhan was grounded, it was not good for outsiders to go in and out of the Wei Palace in the open, so Song Yan was picked up along the special secret road of the Palace when he went back and forth.

He followed the guards of the palace and walked towards the side courtyard, but no one noticed that there were two women standing in the darkness by the courtyard wall behind him.

"Liu Cui, go and find out." After the person had gone far away, Princess Wei Lin Yi ordered softly, "What is the identity of that person just now, and why did he come to Wei Palace."

"Yes, princess."

Nanrong, in the king's tent.

Nan Rong Maharaja Helian Duoge was lying on the bed. The once strong and stalwart emperor was now a gray-haired old man with weak breathing.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, he opened his eyes slightly, and turned his head to look.

I saw a tall man wearing a big cloak striding in. It was his youngest brother, Zuo Si Wang He Lianyao.

There is a huge age difference between the two brothers. At this time, He Lianyao seems to be only in his early twenties, with a young and handsome appearance, a strong physique, and a heroic spirit.

Contrary to himself, he is full of vigor and vigor.

Helian Duoge couldn't help sighing, and said: "Being able to come here means that you have won. Before that, I didn't expect you to be the one who won. Yao, you are really surprising. "

He Lianyao looked at him and smiled: "Brother, the eagle always has to fly to the sky by itself in order to find the most delicious food. Your sons' wings are too immature. This throne is in my hands , Nanrong can have a long and lasting state.”

Helian Duoge said: "You come here as a winner, so you don't have to talk to me anymore. Then I want to ask, are you here to kill me?"

"No, I won't kill you."

He Lianyao said: "Flesh and blood relationship is hard to let go. I will ask someone to treat your illness. Even if you abdicate later, you will not have to worry about your life."

The age difference between the two brothers is very large, and the relationship is also weak. Although there is no deep hatred, there is no family relationship. Helian Duoge was very surprised by Helian Yao's answer.

He couldn't help saying it again: "You have really changed a lot recently. You also speak like those Central Plains people, sour and sour, it makes people's teeth drop!"

"I've read a lot of books from the Central Plains recently."

A strange color flashed in Helian's dazzling eyes, and he laughed and said, "Maybe if you have more experience, you will be reborn, as if you have been reborn!"

After he finished speaking with Helen Dorge, he came out of the king's tent, and his subordinates hurried over to report, "My lord, there is news from the Kingdom of Ying about the clues about the whereabouts of those treasures, and... broken."

Helian Yao's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he snorted coldly: "Trash!"

He bowed his hands and dared not speak.

He Lianyao said: "I said, treasures are the next best thing, things may not be found back, but that tomb is part of the spiritual witchcraft..."

It was also all hope of bringing that person back to life so that I could see him again.

Although it was absurd, he had to try whatever he said, and he didn't want a thief to be so bold.

Thinking of this, He Lianyao couldn't help clenching his fists, and said bitterly: "Someone dares to sabotage this plan, it's really reckless. I must find that person and let him be quartered!"