The killer concubine of the sick prince

On Jiang Jiuyi's third day in the palace, no news from him was received outside the palace at all.

Zhao Ruiyi was about to go crazy. If his fourth brother woke up and found that his fourth sister-in-law was gone, the whole city would be turned upside down.Just when he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, Feng Zhiyan finally rushed back.

His expression was no longer as calm as before, and he rushed straight to Zhao Ruixi's bedroom anxiously, not only him, but also Wang Hengqi behind him.

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Ruiyi directly stopped him from the door.

Wang Hengqi looked into the room.

Zhao Ruiyi said angrily, "If you didn't come to help, at least don't come to make trouble."

"Is that cloth strip still there?"

"Cloth strip?" Zhao Ruiyi frowned, not caring about stopping Wang Hengqi at the moment, and went straight to the room to find the cloth strip that Zhao Ruixi put in the cloth bag from the dark corner of the table, "What's so strange about this cloth strip?" ?”

Feng Zhiyan inside the room was administering needles to Zhao Ruixi, and said without raising his head: "When dyeing silk, you need to use a herb. This herb is colorless, odorless and mild-tempered. But Zhao Ruixi's situation is special. Whenever it comes to him It is said to be poisonous."

Zhao Ruiyi stared closely at Wang Hengqi, he wished he could go up and smash the murderer who made his fourth brother unconscious.

Wang Hengqi said in a low voice: "I don't know the current situation of Prince Xi, and this relic of God's Army was also obtained by accident."

Zhao Ruiyi took two deep breaths, "I want to know the ins and outs of how you got this thing."

Feng Zhiyan glanced at Zhao Ruiyi, he didn't expect this straight boy to behave like this now, it was really beyond his expectation, remembering what Zhao Rui'an said to him these days - he looked down again, his face pale Cho Seo Hee.

— You bastard may have really made the right choice.

The Wang family is located in Langya far away from Xidu, so it should have nothing to do with the old case of Shenlinjun, but this is how Wang Hengqi heard about this old incident when he happened to visit the home of an official in Xidu, and then he started to investigate, taking When it arrived, the piece of cloth was forwarded to Zhao Ruixi.

silk...

It's silk again.

Zhao Ruiyi took a deep breath after listening, and tried her best to restrain her emotions.He had to admit that his father, the Emperor of Great Glory, seemed to be becoming more and more paranoid and arrogant, and even used all means to achieve his goals.

Fu Si, who was rewarded from the palace, is now using Fu Si to want his fourth brother's life.

Or maybe from the very beginning, what this seemingly benevolent emperor wanted was a human life.

The confinement mother, the unpredictable fourth brother, and the unknown fourth sister-in-law, Zhao Ruiyi has never hated his own powerlessness so much, and was so well protected that he forgot to be with the emperor in Zhengjin Palace City. Talking about family affection is the most ridiculous thing.

He lowered his eyes and sat quietly, already thinking about it in his heart.

"The seventh day of next month is the prince's wedding."

He only said this sentence, and everyone present understood what he was thinking.

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The days of late autumn are always cold and dry.

Jiang Jiuyi has only seen Empress Xia once since entering the palace. Although Empress Xia only wore a blue-gray Taoist robe and a simple bun on her head without a gorgeous and complicated headgear, she was still elegant and compelling.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time that day, Empress Xia came up to meet him, held his hand tightly, and asked him something he had never thought of.

"Help me save someone, her name is Nanzhi."

Immediately afterwards, he wrote down the place where Nanzhi was being held in his palm.

Jiang Jiuyi was taken away by Eunuch He Lin before he had time to ask Empress Xia about the whole story. The place where he was located was completely different from Queen Qingxiu's palace. Thinking of Zhao Fuqing's eyes on him, he hardly thought about what his purpose was.

Day one, calm.

The second day, nothing happened.

On the third day, it was still peaceful.

He is alone in the hall, and the maids will prepare the daily meals, but he can't see anyone.If he is really just an ordinary woman, such loneliness may drive people crazy, but for a killer, patience is something he must do, and it is also what he is most used to doing.

Finally, on the seventh day, after he had sorted out all the hidden stakes in the entire cold palace, Zhao Fuqing came.

"Is Yi'er getting used to it these days?"

Jiang Jiuyi regained her cross-legged posture, and slowly stood up from the futon, avoiding Zhao Fuqing's eyes, "... get used to it."

"I'm really busy these days, and it's really my fault that Yi'er was left out in the cold."

While talking, Zhao Fuqing asked He Lin to take away the burqa from him, and slowly walked towards Jiang Jiuyi. From his angle, he could only see the girl's slightly trembling shoulders and slender neck, which looked fragile and beautiful.

The secret sense of satisfaction swelled in his heart, "Yi'er, look up at me."

Jiang Jiuyi raised her head as she said, her eyes shone brightly, like a frightened deer.

Zhao Fuqing swung He Lin back directly, and as the door closed, a trace of cruelty appeared in his eyes.

Of course Jiang Jiuyi understood what this look meant. He wanted to lower his head, but his chin was grabbed by someone, and he was forced to look up at Zhao Fuqing's sinister and useless face.

He hated his height a little bit, and he also hated the Zhao family's genes a little bit. There were not many short people in the whole Zhao family.

Zhao Fuqing moved closer to him, sniffing eagerly, and even touched Jiang Jiuyi's body with his other hand.

For such a person in a high position who doesn't care about ethics or even has no sense of morality, blindly obeying or resolutely resisting is not the way to save him from danger.

Jiang Jiuyi clasped Zhao Fuqing's outstretched hand with her hand, her voice trembling, "... Your Majesty."

Not outright rejection.

Zhao Fuqing looked around, looked at it for a long time and suddenly let go, took half a step back, and laughed loudly, "I'm waiting for the day when you are willing." He even pinched Jiang Jiuyi's buttocks while he was speaking.

Seeing the blushing and panic-stricken girl standing here like a rabbit to be slaughtered by him, he laughed again.

After saying that, he left, and he could vaguely hear his order to the palace servants not to neglect outside the door.

Jiang Jiuyi calmed down slowly, trying to calm down the violence in her heart, just now he was really about to draw a knife to kill someone.

Zhao Fuqing, an old man, is old enough to be a grandfather without pissing on his old face. Does he really think he is Zhao Ruixi?She doesn't have a flowery face and wants to take advantage of him, so she will chop off his dog's paws to vent her anger when things happen!

Jiang Jiuyi waited until she calmed down, then turned around and walked to the bedroom, got on the bed, closed the curtain, and gently twisted a small bead on the head of the bed.

Half of the baffle disappeared silently, revealing a dark hole under the bed.

Back then, the founding emperor of Dayong built secret passages in every palace to escape for the safety of the palace, and the official and inconspicuous Xia family was in charge of the construction.

This is exactly the secret that Empress Xia told him that even the emperor might not know.