Those years of fast-wearing and paranoid teasing each other

Seeing that the white blade in the luthier's hand was about to penetrate Wu Huang's back heart, a white shadow suddenly shot out diagonally, blocking in front of Wu Huang!

The blade penetrated deeply into the thin body. If this is a novel or a TV series, it must have started a lot of text descriptions, or a slow motion display that is so slow that even the pores can be enlarged.

But this is not a novel or a TV series, this is reality.

Therefore, this block was only for a moment, the luthier saw that he was not the right person to shoot, immediately drew out the knife, and pointed at Wuhuang again.

But with such a momentary delay, it was enough for those hidden guards to rush forward and stab the luthier through with a sword!

The other assassins were also beheaded one after another, leaving only a few who were to be brought down for interrogation.

But those people obviously had the determination to die. Even though their jaws were removed, they still vomited black blood and fell to the ground quickly. It's just a seizure.

"Bold! Who ordered you to assassinate the emperor!" Someone will always ask this question at this time.

The luthier who fell to the ground at the end slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of the Ninth Prince.

The next moment, black blood overflowed from the corner of the luthier's mouth, and he was poisoned to death just like those people.

Many people looked in the direction of the luthier's last gaze, and saw the slightly pale face of the Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince has been sick all year round, and his face has always been so pale, and he couldn't tell whether he was frightened or what.

However, anyone who is interested knows that no matter what you see, it is always right to shut up, lest you say too many mistakes.

Wuhuang's wine was also completely sober, and he immediately ordered a thorough investigation of the matter, and detained all the people who entered the palace today, and arranged for people to interrogate them one by one.

It was supposed to be a lively and lively reunion night, but it turned out like this in the end. It is really disappointing and embarrassing at the same time.

After Wuhuang quickly arranged everything, he turned his attention to the person who blocked him.

It was none other than Yang Fengyun.

Qin Jincheng was very surprised. There were so many little ghosts walking around the banquet hall. Qin Jincheng couldn't see exactly when Yang Fengyun went to Wuhuang's side. Yang Fengyun's seat was so close to the end, how could he get to the front seat all at once?

However, after Qin Jinsheng was gone, Yang Fengyun had to bear those injuries by himself. No matter whether he really wanted to escort him or had ulterior motives, anyway, what he was doing now was his own, and it had nothing to do with others.

Qin Jinsheng was not interested in interrogating such things. After the palace guards took the people away one by one, Qin Jinsheng let the little ghosts come back, and burned their clothes and paper money as promised.

The little ghosts happily put on new clothes, stuffed their pockets with money, and were about to leave when Qin Jinsheng asked, "Do you know where the Ninth Prince's palace is?"

"I know, I know, His Royal Highness Nine lives in Lingyun Palace. From here, walk along the gravel road of the Imperial Garden, pass through the Imperial Garden, and then walk a certain distance to the east, and you will be there."

"What is Daoist asking this for?"

Qin Jincheng: "The Moon Sacrifice Festival will be over in a few hours, so go and enjoy yourself."

"Hey, good! Thank you, Daoist! Next time, if there is still an errand, I will wait for the definition!"

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Qin Jincheng soon arrived at Lingyun Palace according to what those little ghosts said.

Just by getting close, one can smell a faint smell of bitter medicine. This smell seems to have been deposited for too long, and the smell has soaked into every brick, every leaf, and every inch of land in Lingyun Palace. If it doesn't go away, when the wind blows, the bitter medicine smell can spread far away.

The closer to the bedroom, the stronger the smell of medicine. Qin Jinsheng is not a doctor, so he can't smell the ingredients in these medicines, but he can also know from the smell that the owner of this bedroom has been ill for a long time.

Qin Jincheng did not enter the bedroom, but found a place on the roof to lie down, leaning against the cold bricks and tiles, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

I don't know how long it took, but the gatekeeper and the palace guard chanted energetically from a distance: "See His Highness the Ninth Highness, join His Highness the Eleventh!"

Back so soon?Didn't the Emperor Wu still have to interrogate one by one?Has this been ruled out?

The doubts in Qin Jincheng's heart were quickly answered, because the eleventh prince's dissatisfaction had been heard.

His voice was actually not loud, the volume had been lowered to the point where only he and the Ninth Prince could hear him, but Qin Jincheng could hear him very well, and he could still hear him complaining about injustice.

"...Just because the assassin glanced at you before he died, the emperor first took you to account. What kind of shit is this? If you think about it with a strand of hair, you know that it was deliberately framed by others, right? Then the assassin He dared to commit suicide by taking poison, it must be because he was worried that the mastermind behind him would be exposed when he was tortured, and he looked at you before he died, it must be on purpose!"

The Eleventh Prince: "Those courtiers are really funny. They usually pretend to be smart, but they start to pretend to be stupid at this time, and so does the father! I think they don't know, they just pretend not to know, they urgently need to find a behind-the-scenes Black hand, no matter who the real black hand is behind the scenes, anyway, it will be pushed on you first!"

The Ninth Prince: "That's right, you will also consider these things. If the Queen Mother knows about it, she must be very pleased."

The Eleventh Prince's tone was unhappy: "Brother Huang, you still have the intention to make fun of me!"

The Ninth Prince did not care too much: "As you said, if the father believes in me, I don't need to explain too much. If the father insists on finding someone to confess the crime, and that person must If it's me, then I will not escape the responsibility in the end, and everything depends on him to decide."

The Eleventh Prince sent the Ninth Prince back to the bedroom, and after a while, he left depressed.

Qin Jincheng's eyes swept over the eleventh prince, and his guess became more and more certain.

Isn't the eleventh prince the same boy he saw in the alley today?In fact, at that time, he just thought that the boy's appearance looked familiar, but now that he looked carefully, wasn't it Wen Yunsen?

No wonder he didn't recognize him at first, Wen Yunsen was still a teenager at this time, his face was not open in all aspects, he looked small, it was really hard to compare with the one in the white coat from the previous world Men who have devoted themselves to various experiments.

After Wen Yunsen left, Qin Jincheng slipped into the Ninth Prince's bedroom through the window.

The candle on the table was extinguished, leaving only a small wisp of smoke rising slowly and being blown left and right by the wind.

The Ninth Prince had already laid down, perhaps because he had been tossing and tossing for too long today, he was sick and tired, and now he was breathing evenly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Qin Jincheng quietly walked to the couch, stared at the person lying flat on the couch for a long time, and then slowly stretched out his hand.

However, before he reached out his hand to the side of the opponent's neck and lifted the corner of the thin human skin mask, he was grabbed by the wrist.

The man who seemed to be asleep opened his eyes. The moonlight outside the window fell on one side of his face, and his light gray eyes shone coldly in the moonlight.

"Are you the mastermind of those assassins at the banquet tonight?" The voice was cold but familiar.

Qin Jinsheng suppressed the excitement in his heart, tried his best to tighten his expression, "No."

The Ninth Prince said, "You are not the chief envoy, so you are entrusted by others?"

He actually concluded that Qin Jinsheng had something to do with what happened at today's banquet.

Qin Jincheng: "I'm just a little flower picker, who needs to instruct me to pick my own flowers?"

The Ninth Prince was taken aback for a moment, then annoyed: "You!"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Jincheng pressed a talisman and stuck it on his forehead.

Qin Jincheng: "Just kidding, I'm actually a doctor, and I'm here to treat your illness."

The Ninth Prince couldn't speak or move, he could only stare at Qin Jincheng fiercely.

Qin Jincheng gently pushed aside the Ninth Prince's hand that was gripping his wrist tightly, stuffed him back into the quilt, and twisted the corners of the quilt for him, saying, "Don't worry, I don't need to see a doctor, and I don't need a pulse test, or a pulse test." Take off your clothes, Your Highness just needs to rest, my movements are very light, and I won't disturb Your Highness."

The Ninth Prince's eyes were clearly full of vigilance.

Qin Jincheng bit his fingertips, drew a line between his eyebrows, and then looked at the legs of the person on the couch.

In fact, when Qin Jincheng was looking at the banquet through the little ghosts, as soon as the Ninth Prince entered, Qin Jincheng felt that his legs and feet were not right. Now that he was closer, he could see more clearly.

I saw a large piece of dead energy wrapped around those legs!

Death energy can only be found in people who are about to die, and the death energy will spread very quickly. When a person has death energy, it usually does not last for three hours, and the death energy will spread to the whole body. He couldn't sustain so much dead energy at all, and he would die soon.

Death energy is different from resentment, evil energy is condensed by strong emotions, while death energy comes out of the body, and it is one of the signs that a life is about to disappear.

But the strange thing is that the legs and feet of the Ninth Prince are basically completely covered by death energy, and it can even be said to be completely filled with death energy, but it seems to be restrained by something, making the death energy unable to move. Spread to the whole body.

Even if Qin Jincheng didn't need to take off the Ninth Prince's pants to look at it now, he could guess that the opponent's legs must be comparable to a corpse, pale and colorless, like a dead thing.

It is not too much to say that he is a person with half of his body in a coffin.

Strange, really very strange, why does death have such a strange way of presentation?

Qin Jincheng was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he just said: "There is no medicine that can cure your disease," because it is not a disease at all.

The Ninth Prince's face froze, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes.

He had heard this sentence a long time ago.

Even the old imperial doctor with the most superb medical skills said euphemistically that his life is not long, and he may fall asleep at any time.

He has been listening to these words since he was a child, and has been listening for more than 20 years, but he is still not dead, so the imperial doctors stopped shaking their heads and sighing casually, but prescribed prescriptions and refills for him to take good care of him.