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Wei Yuan secretly pondered Rong Fan's thoughts, Rong Fan's face remained calm, and he couldn't tell whether Rong Fan was suspicious of Rong Yi, or half-believing and tempting.

He knew that Gong Ziyu's right arm was poisoned, and Gong Ziyu's whereabouts are still unknown. Assuming that he was rescued, the poisoned arm has a miracle medicine, and he needs to cut his veins and bleed... But this is not the same as exposing himself. Hidden identity?

Wei Yuan squeezed out a few deep lines unconsciously between his brows. Even though the appearance of Gong Ziyu and Rong Yi are far apart, for the sake of caution, these are all disguised and can not be used as a reference for comparison, but even so, he still has no doubts Rong Yi, what's more, Rong Yi also released information to remind Rong Fan.

"My lord." Wei Yuan pondered, "According to my subordinates' judgment, King Lingyang doesn't seem like someone who can manage the city's government behind his back and harbor deep resentment."

"Then what kind of person is he?" Rong Fan asked with interest.

Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, his eyes became indescribable, and there was a flash of reluctance: "Frank and frank, informal, disdain for conspiracy and tricks."

Rong Fan was noncommittal: "It's really a coincidence that he was injured. He often hunts in this mountain and that mountain, and I haven't seen him get any injuries. He has encountered some boring assassins. Heh, maybe he has harmed too many birds and beasts in the mountains. It finally paid off."

Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth at this joke, but didn't respond.

"Let's go, I want to see how this restless brother is injured. If you can't hold a bow anymore, you might as well abandon martial arts and practice calligraphy with Wen and Rong Yan." Rong Fan walked back slowly with his hands behind his back. , and yawned, which made Wei Yuan even more confused about his thoughts.

The side hall was brightly lit, and two imperial physicians who specialized in trauma rushed over after receiving the order, and when Rong Yi also came over, they found that Rong Yi's injury had been bandaged.

The imperial physician and Rong Yi stared at each other in the side hall, until Rong Fan came to finally have someone to ask for instructions.

Rong Yi sat cross-legged on the couch, with his right hand resting on the small table, his sleeves rolled up, revealing most of his muscular arms, his complexion was unwell, his brows were tightly frowned, his eyes were covered in the deep shadow of his browbones, exuding With an impatient and dangerous breath, seeing Rong Zhen, he curled his lips, and then said: "I see Your Majesty, I am injured, I am not polite, I hope you will forgive me."

"Although you didn't hurt your leg...but forget it." Rong Fan waved his hand generously and asked the imperial physician, "Have you seen the doctor?"

"Your Majesty, according to the observation of the veterans and others, His Highness's trauma is well bandaged, and there is no need for re-examination." The old doctor looked back at Rong Yi, and bowed to Rong Yi.

"Really? Then I paid a lot of money to invite the doctor of Lingyang Prince's Mansion to the Imperial Hospital, so you are allowed to retire and return to your hometown." Rong Fan snorted, walked to the bed, reached out his hand to catch the pulse on Rong Yi's wrist, and then smelled it With the smell of alcohol, Rong Yi looked up at him, his dark green eyes were mixed with a gorgeous golden glow under the pendulum lamp, cold and warm perfectly blended together.

The two imperial physicians looked at each other, uncertain of Rong Fan's intentions, Wei Yuan coughed lightly, and raised his jaw at the two of them: "My lord cares about King Lingyang, don't worry, if you have a detailed examination in front of the lord, you will be fine." So that the Lord can rest assured."

"Yes, the old minister understands." The imperial doctor quickly opened the medicine box and brought it to the couch.

Wei Yuan walked up to him and covered his nose with his hand. He was a little puzzled and then he realized it, and he was relieved. It was impossible for an assassin to hurt him with Rong Yi's martial arts, but the situation is different when he is drunk. He looked at Rong Yi. Yi said, "Your Highness, could it be that you were drunk and unconscious, and the assassin took the opportunity to enter?"

"I'm not drunk." Rong Yi said solemnly, "It's just that he lost his mind when riding back to the city, so he didn't notice the assassin."

"I also believe that the emperor has a lot of people, what kind of wine can make the emperor unconscious." Rong Fan glanced at Wei Yuan, "It must be the best assassin martial arts."

"The assassin is just an ordinary assassin." Rong Yi continued, "This person's goal was not to kill me, he directly attacked my right arm, it seemed that he had some ulterior motive, but I missed him for a while, and I already killed him."

"Oh, there's no proof of death, so there's no way to go to trial." Rong Fan sighed in embarrassment.

"Your Majesty seems to mean something, why don't you just say it?" Rong Yi was a little impatient with Rong Fan's deliberate pretentiousness.

"Princess He, tell me." Rong Fan changed the subject and looked at the physician who gave Rong Yi his pulse.

The imperial physician replied: "Return to Your Majesty, His Majesty's pulse is steady and strong, neither floating nor sinking..."

"I can see all this myself." Rong Pin crossed his arms and said in a tusk, "I want more details."

"Uh, this." The imperial physician said hesitantly, "If you want to check the trauma, you have to remove the gauze, which will inevitably affect the wound. The old minister is afraid that His Highness will suffer for no reason."

"What are you afraid of? It's not like you won't be able to get back." Rong Fan raised his eyebrows, and took a step sideways to make room for the imperial physician.

The imperial physician had no choice but to take out the scissors to remove the gauze on Rong Yi's arm.

Rong Yi stretched out his arm to make trouble for the imperial physician, stared at Rong Fan and asked, "Did Wei Chen make any mistakes recently, or did this assassin have a lot of history, or the matter of Wei Chen's assassination itself made His Majesty care?"

"Brother Huang thinks too much, I just care about you." Rong Fan smiled slightly, "So in the eyes of Brother Huang, don't you and I don't even have this kind of friendship?"

Rong Yi took a deep breath under Rong Fan's attitude of making people's blood surge, the gauze on his forearm was untied one after another, and when the last layer was removed, the white medicine mixed with it slowly seeped across the inside of his forearm The bloody wound was exposed, Rong Yan lowered his gaze, and then narrowed his eyes, there was a small, circular scar under the wound near the wrist, as if bitten by the teeth of an animal, or a snake sharp teeth.

Rong Fan was instinctively angry for a moment, but he quickly suppressed his emotions and asked, "How did this come about? Brother Huang has been hunting for so many years, and there will be a day when he makes a mistake?"

"That's the hidden weapon left by the assassin. It looks like a thorn. He grabbed the vein door and got stabbed. He threw the hidden weapon before he died. If you search the grass carefully, you should be able to find it." Rong Yi explained.

Wei Yuan looked at him with very complicated eyes. If the assassin didn't want others to find the hidden weapon and didn't search immediately, the scene would have been cleaned up by his companions long ago.

"It seems that this assassin didn't assassinate sincerely, and the hidden weapon didn't quench the poison." Rong Pin heheed twice, and ordered the imperial physician, "Okay, Brother Huang's injuries are already counted, you leave the medicine box, go back and rest, Tomorrow morning, remember to send some soup, medicine and supplements to the emperor, I want to let him recuperate from his injuries, lest he run into the mountains regardless of his health."

The imperial physicians were relieved and hurriedly resigned.

Rong Yi listened to Rong Fan's more and more obvious overtones, and noticed that Wei Yuan shook his head secretly. No one was in charge of bandaging his arm, and there were two different kinds of wounds hanging there. He understood in a flash, and sneered, Said: "So that's it. I also think this assassin is weird, but now I understand that someone must be trying to frame me. I heard that you are good at raising snakes. Did you bite an assassin who turned against a thief? It depends on the wound." Recognize people? Or is it far more than that simple?"

"Brother Huang thinks too much, I don't know how to bite people." Rong Fan's expression was somber, the corners of his eyes were covered with a layer of haze, he took a bottle of golden sore medicine from the medicine box, shook it at Rong Yi's wound, and the powder spilled out With most of the bottle filled, he thumped the bottle on the table, turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves, and when he reached the door, he ordered, "Wei Yuan, I want King Lingyang to recuperate in the palace, you can make arrangements."

Wei Yuan nodded in agreement, and he had to turn back when he wanted to go out. He thought that the arrangement was to arrange something, and the work would be done by servants. Over there, Rong Yi brushed off the excessive medicine powder with a grin, and took the gauze with his left hand. Cursing awkwardly, he cursed in a low voice: "Even the imperial doctor can't cure the suspicion, what kind of friendship, it pissed me off."

"Your Highness, speak carefully." Wei Yuan stepped forward to help him wrap the gauze and tie a knot, "Think about it for yourself, how full of loopholes your rhetoric is."

"Could it be possible that you will still sue the king with His Majesty? Not at all, you can listen to what he said with your conscience, whoever hides a knife in a sly smile is not angry." Rong Yi emphasized angrily, "It's not the king's. There is a problem with the rhetoric, it is the assassin who has a problem, deliberately arranging an assassination full of loopholes, obviously deliberately making His Majesty doubt me, can your lord still not see this clearly?"

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, even he could detect the weirdness, Rong Fan should be more sensitive than him, but he thought about it, now only King Yi and King Lingyang are left, and it is also because Rong Fan's patience and affection for these royal brothers has long been It falls below the lower limit.

"Or is it that your Majesty wants to take advantage of it?" Rong Yi licked the corner of his mouth, and moved his right hand, but he didn't lift it up, so he could only use his left hand to stroke his hair, "Hmph, if he has a little courage, tell me directly in person Wherever you threaten him, let me be a fool."

"My lord doesn't mean that." Wei Yuan frowned and weighed it again and again, "We are looking for a rebellious party leader, and we can neither prove your innocence nor your guilt, so you can rest assured that you can rest in peace. "

Rong Yi thought for a while, then raised his left hand: "Forget it, you don't need to tell me too much, he suspects me, if you reveal important information, His Majesty will punish you again when he knows."

Wei Yuan wanted to laugh a little, he pushed the medicine box and sat down on the other side of the wooden couch, remembering what Gong Ziyu had heard from Cong Rong, he took advantage of the opportunity to inquire: "I heard that when King Jin rebelled, you were already following the late emperor Is it true that the team left, but came back to find me?"

"Lord Wei, is the king's trial now?" Rong Yi raised his eyebrows and squinted.

"Don't dare." Wei Yuan lowered his head, got up and said, "Your Highness, if you don't want to say it, let it go. Shuangrentai is busy with official duties, so I will leave first."

"Hey, it's just a joke." Rong Yi turned sideways, put one leg down on the side of the couch, put one hand on the bent knee on the other side, and looked at Wei Yuan casually, "I thought I was going to tell you specifically Favor is boring, but now that you know it, aren't you a little moved?"

"No." Wei Yuan said calmly, "Weichen escaped from your control. You want to hunt me down, how could I be moved."

"You're too vengeful." Rong Yi rubbed his forehead and laughed, "Actually, I'm not looking for you. Before I entered Beijing, I was dragged back by the concubine on horseback. The capital is full of rebels. The concubine doesn't want to Put me in danger."

Wei Yuan was taken aback: "You didn't go back to the palace? Didn't you go back to the imperial city? Then why did Rong Yu go looking for you?"

"Ah?" Rong Yi tilted his head incredulously, "If you don't believe me, you can ask the concubine. Besides, what does it have to do with Rong Yu? If he doesn't like me, it's like looking down on His Majesty. He took the wrong medicine. Only to find me."

Wei Yuan was silent for a long time, then asked again: "Didn't Rong Yu leave?"

"I don't know." Rong Yi shook his head, "At that time, the late emperor fled in a hurry. I heard that the eunuch beside the late emperor reported that the princes and princesses were all in the team, but His Majesty was not there at the time, and he couldn't keep them all. Now, why are you inquiring about these old stories, is the leader of the anti-party among us?"

"You don't need to ask, but please recall why the assassin was able to determine your whereabouts and injure you precisely." Wei Yuan poured him a cup of tea and urged him to think carefully, "Sober up."

"I have nothing to say, I just went hunting in the mountains." Rong Yi frowned displeasedly, "Who else ordered this king to fail? Let His Majesty personally come for the trial."

"Your Highness." Wei Yuan put on a straight face, "I hope you think twice."

Rong Yi gritted his teeth aggressively for a while, and slumped his shoulders to be discouraged: "I have a headache, I'm going to bed first, and the left and right are under house arrest. What's urgent is that His Majesty is not the king, we will talk about it tomorrow."

Wei Yuan nodded: "Very well, Your Highness's health is critical, and I will take my leave."

He walked out of the door with a heavy heart, took a few steps, and then gave a sudden pause, almost missing the steps. When he turned around, he saw Rong Yan leaning against the door with his arms folded, with a pleasant smile. This situation was a little creepy.

Wei Yuan was struggling with how he should plead guilty for revealing the information, and Rong Yi, who had spoken badly, also had to plead guilty, but Rong Fan walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "The interrogation will continue tomorrow, I have a hunch that the more Gong Ziyu is eager to marry Huo Rongyi, the more I can get Gong Ziyu's true face from him."

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