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Nangong Cang Ao heard him say that this thing is powerful, seeing him holding it in his hand, he worriedly told him, "Be careful."

All the imperial doctors around suddenly became nervous, "What is this? What are you going to do to my king?!"

Yang Lin frowned, and also looked tense, staring at Jun Zhanran closely.

It's no wonder they reacted like this. They are not the people of Rinnan in front of them, but the Ghost Hand Wushuang who is suspected of being poisoned by Xia Guo. Although Jun Zhanran has no bad reputation, he has never been accused People regard him as kind and chivalrous, not to mention he is also good at using poison!

A group of people are questioning one after another, and some people want to step forward to question. The man standing beside King An Jia's bed has slowly opened the bottle cork, "The thing inside is poison, whoever takes a step forward, if it gets on it..."

Is it poisonous? !The few people who rushed up immediately froze in place. Jun Zhanran's words were calm, but the listeners turned pale with shock. Yang Ling opened his eyes when he heard the words, "Jun Zhanran! You!"

"Why are you so excited?" Nangong Cang Ao, who came forward, stopped the crowd with a calm expression, "If he intends to harm your king, why would King An Jia lie here? I'm afraid there will be no bones left."

His posture was brisk, but a group of imperial doctors were all nervous, Yang Ling glared at him, but had to admit that his words were not unreasonable.

Jun Zhanran Wushuang ghost hand, I have heard for a long time that if he poisons, no matter how far away, no matter who the target is, I have never heard of anyone escaping from his poison. He wants King An Jia's life, wouldn't it? It's as easy as flipping the palm of your hand, you only need to use highly poisonous to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces. Nangong Cangao's statement that there are no bones left is not a lie.

Jun Zhanran stood in front of the bed, turning a deaf ear to the commotion around him. During the commotion, he quickly squeezed King Anjia's jaw and sprinkled some of the powder into his mouth.

He saw a blur in front of his eyes, and before anyone else could stop him, he had finished a series of actions, and the poison powder in the bottle had reached King An Jia's mouth. Yang Ling was shocked and furious, "How dare you murder my king?" !"

The roar resounded in the bedroom, and the faces of the imperial doctors were ashen with fright. If King An Jia died here, they would not be able to cure Jun Zhanran's poison, and if they were not sure, they would be sentenced to death!

The powder of the medicine was already in his mouth, but before he swallowed it, Yang Lu rushed forward, but Nangong Cangao moved faster than him, and poured down the glass of water on the desk as soon as he raised his hand, Jun Zhanran took the opportunity Press the throat of King Anjia.

Even if Yang Ling wanted to stop it, it was already too late.

Following Jun Zhanran's pressing, King An Jia's throat moved, and the poison was swallowed just like that. The imperial doctor jumped up in fright, his faces were ashen, as if he had seen his head fall to the ground.

Yang Ling couldn't stop it in time, and wanted to do it, but at this time he was also stunned.

Nangong Cangao looked playful, glanced at their faces, and asked Jun Zhanran, "Are you going to poison An Jia here?"

"If so, you have already become an accomplice." Jun Zhanran raised his eyebrows, and helped Nangong Cangao feed the poison without asking any questions. He couldn't help but feel a little strange, "Do you know why I did this?"

"You have your own reasons, and this is the only way to think about it." As if there was no one else around, Nangong Cang Ao said his conjecture, "You have already told me about the medicinal properties of this poison, and if you take it this time, King An Jia will definitely be able to recover soon. can wake up."

"Not bad." Holding the bottle in his hand, he carefully put it away again, "It's just that the amount of medicine and whether it's used properly depends on his luck."

"What exactly is it? It's so overbearing." Nangong Cangao didn't specify, but Jun Zhanran knew what he was asking.

"Nirvana." Between the drooping eyes, hiding the worries and doubts in his eyes, Jun Zhanran's voice was faint.

The word Nirvana reverberated in the gradually quiet hall, and the night wind blew in from the half-covered window, rippling the curtains, and blowing a shadow, which fell on Jun Zhanran's side face.

His eyes were slightly cold, and there were no ups and downs under them, and the profile of his face, which seemed to be carved by a skilled craftsman, was covered with a layer of mist under the shadow. This is not the first time Nangong Cang Ao has noticed his attitude towards this "Nirvana" It is different, and now it is more certain that there must be another reason for it.

"You really know!" Yang Ling didn't care what the poison was called, he only heard one thing, "You know this poison so well, and you said it has nothing to do with you, it seems that the poison my king suffered from before is from you Come in this bottle!"

"Come here!" he yelled, and the guards outside the door rushed in immediately, "Take them down! Take down their subordinates for questioning!"

Seeing that King An Jia was poisoned more deeply by this "treacher", Yang Ling was anxious and angry. The guard who rushed in was stopped by a man before he could do anything, "Wait a minute! You can't arrest people! You can't arrest people!"

Han Mang almost fell in from the door, "General Yang, wait a moment, the people brought by Yingshuai and Guishou Wushuang are in the palace. They were fine, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye! They are still in the palace!"

Needless to say, the words were too clear, Yang Ling immediately realized that he hastily asked those hundreds of people to enter the palace to wait, which was like inviting a wolf into the house!

Jun Zhanran and Nangong Cangao held the life of King An Jia in their hands, and their subordinates were in the palace, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye. They still don't know which harem concubines, princes and princesses are holding their lives!

"No wonder... no wonder you asked them to wait in the outer hall, no wonder the two of you dared to follow me into the main hall..." Yang Ling thought in his mind, he already knew why Nangong Cang Ao had made such an arrangement before, and suddenly cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

"General Yang, you worry too much." Nangong Cang Ao replied with a smile, his voice was slow, his narrow eyes were slightly closed, but there was a flash of brilliance in the smile.

Yang Ling found that it was not good for him to protect the Lord, such as being hit by someone in the head, and his face was pale. He was loyal, but he did not expect that he would make such a big mistake. For this reason, he would ruin the life of the king, maybe even the prince and princess. affected.

In the dormitory, the Ouchi guards held weapons and didn't know what to do. They froze on the spot. The imperial doctors were scared to death and trembled. With his own hatred, nothing interested him anymore.

Therefore, no one noticed that the blackness on King An Jia's face was slowly fading, not all of it had faded, but it had lightened a lot.

A vague voice came from the bed, and Jun Zhanran turned his head, "Your poison has not been cured, and it is only temporarily suppressing the attack."

Knowing what King An Jia wanted to ask, he answered calmly, not surprised that he woke up.

Yang Ling thought that King Anjia would surely die, but he was shocked when he heard the sound, "Your Majesty?!"

"Your Majesty is awake?!" Han Mang walked forward in three steps at a time. King An Jia was still lying down, but everyone could see that his condition was completely different from when he was unconscious before. "Thank heaven! The king is awake!"

The imperial doctors cheered, almost weeping with joy, at least their heads were still on their necks.

As soon as King An Jia woke up, he understood the situation in the bedroom, leaned on the pillow and shook his head slightly, "Yang Ling, don't be rude to these two."

Yang Lin thought that what Jun Zhanran and Nangong Cangao said in the conversation before, that he would wake up after using this poison, must be a lie. He never thought that King An Jia would really wake up, and his angry face was replaced by a grateful expression. color.

"Yingshuai, Lord Monarch! It's Yang Ling who is sorry for the two of you. What you said and did before is so offending! If you want to blame me! Just open your mouth! As long as you can cure my king—" he said up to this point, Jun Zhanran raised his hand to interrupt.

"It's too early to talk about healing. Nirvana is not comparable to other poisons. I have my own plan, so you don't need to say too much." If it is to others, Jun Zhanran is still the cold, heartless and desireless Ghost Hand Wushuang, as soon as he said these words , making Yang Ling hold back all the words he wanted to be grateful for.

Seeing the expression on Yang Lu's face, Nangong Cangao couldn't help laughing, and patted Jun Zhanran a few times, "It's getting late, since you are no longer under suspicion, you might as well go to rest first."

King An Jia woke up temporarily, but the problem was not resolved. At this time, he asked Jun Zhanran to rest, which was somewhat strange.

He wanted to ask about Nirvana.Jun Zhanran already knew him very well, so he could naturally see his thoughts. Nangong Cangao observed things differently from others, with sharp eyes, he must have seen something from himself.

They wanted to leave, but Yang Ling would never agree, and was about to stop them, King An Jia said first: "You two stay here, can you delay leaving the palace, this king has something to discuss with you two."

What King An Jia wanted to say must have something to do with this poisoning, Yang Ling and Han Mang felt tense, and became more cautious. Seeing that they were no longer needed here, King An Jia had something to say, so they withdrew.

The guards also left the dormitory together. In an instant, there were only a few people left in the dormitory, which was still very lively. The atmosphere became quiet, but the tension and mystery floating in the air did not dissipate.

King Anjia begged, Jun Zhanran agreed, did not answer, and stopped a little far away. Nangong Cangao showed a slight impatient expression. Right now, he just wanted to ask the people around him, what is this "Nirvana"? thing.

"You can talk now." Putting away his smile, Nangong Cang Ao's face became a little gloomy, and he was completely different from Fang Cai.

King An Jia has been in contact with them, knows their temper, and doesn't beat around the bush, "The poison I am suffering from is being killed by an adulterer. This is also the reason why I invited the two of you to cooperate with me."

How do you say that?Yang Ling was listening, confused, and Han Mang was thoughtful, only to hear King An Jia continue to say: "Rinnan is not peaceful, and there are people in the court who want to kill the king and seize the throne!"

Ten fingers were clenched on the quilt, and King An Jia showed an angry expression, and a layer of dark blue seemed to appear on his slightly black face. Jun Zhanran glanced lightly, "Being angry will only make you more poisoned."

"Your Majesty, calm down!" Han Mang brought a cup of tea, and King An Jia half sat up, and after drinking the water, he breathed out slowly, "So I ask you two to help cooperate, not only because the chaos is just around the corner, but also half, It can also be regarded as the king's own life, but I didn't expect the other party to strike first."

Jun Zhanran and Nangong Cangao didn't expect that they would be involved in the power dispute in Rinnan Kingdom not long after they came to Rinnan.

There was silence in the palace, only the sound of King An Jia's exhausted panting was left. He was unresolved from the poison and should not be tired. Jun Zhanran didn't let him continue.

"This is your Rinnan's business. We should not intervene. If you want to say something else, you might as well leave it until tomorrow. If you can still wake up, we will listen to you again." Before the Nangong family came here, Jun Zhan Ran doesn't want to get involved in right and wrong.

King An Jia smiled wryly when he heard the words, "Lord Jun's words are straightforward."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow."

The life and death of King Linnan is indeed important, but not as important as the secrets of Jun Zhanran. Nangong Cangao wanted to leave a long time ago, so he took Jun Zhanran to leave.