Later, I finally became a white lotus in the flourishing age [Quick time travel]

When Weisheng Ziyu arrived at the hotel, King Qi was sitting on a chair in shock, and the doctor was bandaging the wound.He was wounded on his shoulder, and now the doctor has wrapped it up layer by layer with white silk cloth, and the shape of the wound cannot be seen.

"I heard that His Highness was assassinated?" Wei Sheng Ziyu stepped forward, his eyes swept over the people kneeling on the ground around him, and fell on King Qi, and asked, "Has the assassin been captured? "

Before King Qi could speak, he saw the hidden guards who were kneeling on the ground bowed their heads deeply, and said in shame: "This subordinate is incompetent and failed to catch up with that man."

King Qi became angry when he heard this, grabbed the teacup in his hand and threw it at those people, cursing angrily: "I can't protect the king! I can't even catch anyone! What use is the king wanting you?" ?!"

The teacup hit one of them on the forehead with a "bang", fell to the ground, and was smashed to pieces.Weisheng Ziyu looked over, and saw a trace of thick bright red slowly trickling down from his forehead and down his cheeks.

The man didn't dare to reach out to wipe it, but lowered his head even deeper.

Weisheng Ziyu couldn't help frowning—he is not a child who doesn't know what to do, how could he not hear that King Qi is referring to Sang and Huai?Rather than saying that he was scolding the hidden guards for being useless, it would be better to say that he was blaming the Six Doors for their poor performance.

He was arrogant by nature, and he didn't pay attention to King Qi's flamboyance, and said, "Do you know who the assassin is?"

King Qi snorted coldly, and looked at the nearest girl who was kneeling with lowered eyelids.

"Reporting to Master Weisheng, that person is wearing a bronze mask, and the servants and others have never seen his appearance." The girl knelt down on the ground, her voice clear and clear.She is the Tong Fang brought out from the mansion by King Qi during this trip, and she has always been liked by King Qi with her knowledge of love and interest.

Weisheng Ziyu didn't even bother to look at her more, he just asked: "Can you see what kind of weapon that person is using?"

The girl said: "It's a needle."

"What needle?" Weisheng Ziyu asked.

The girl raised her head, and carefully glanced at King Qi, with a charming expression, as if she was waiting for him to speak.

King Qi glanced at her with lowered eyes, and said, "Pianu, give it to him."

The girl named Liannu responded, then Ping Ting got up, walked to the table, took something wrapped in silk on the table and presented it to Wei Sheng Zi Yu.

Wrapped in silk are several ordinary steel needles.This kind of needle is much thicker than women's embroidery needles. It is often used by peasant women to sew quilts and hold shoe soles. However, it is not easy to use it to kill people.

Weisheng Ziyu picked up one and looked closely.

He thought of Ji Cangyun.

That man was also killed by a needle, a needle pierced between the eyebrows and out the back of the head.

He initially suspected that the murderer was Zhen Wumei, and he invited her to swim in the lake yesterday to test whether she knew martial arts, and it seemed that she could not.What's more, he just came back from Zhen Wumei's place, even if Zhen Wumei really knows martial arts, it is impossible to go back and forth between the two places in such a short time.

"Is this the thing that hurt the prince?"

"Otherwise?" A hint of annoyance flashed in King Qi's eyes, "Do you know who in the Jianghu uses needles?"

Weisheng Ziyu shook his head, and said: "Of course there are people who use needles as hidden weapons, but the needles are usually poisoned. It is better to say that people kill people with poison than with needles. And this person, I'm afraid it's really just killing people with needles, there are not many people in the world who can achieve this level of internal strength."

What's more, if those people want to do something, they seldom do it themselves.Whether it's Ji Cangyun or King Qi, the strength of these two people is not enough for such a person with extremely high martial arts to do it himself.

This is getting more and more strange, what is it that makes this person want to do something to King Qi himself?Moreover, such a person did it himself, but failed to kill King Qi, and returned home in defeat?

Unless, he didn't want to kill King Qi.

Weisheng Ziyu couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, and couldn't guess who the assassin was, so he stared at the needle in his hand for a while, put it back, wrapped it in silk, and handed it to his subordinates.

"Nowadays there are more and more martial arts people rushing to this place, and there are mixed fish and dragons. I am afraid that His Highness will stay here..." Weisheng Ziyu said with a respectful expression, "In my opinion, the capital is the safest."

King Qi's face became more and more ugly, and his voice was as cold as being soaked in ice water: "You want me to leave?"

The respectful look on the young man's face faded away, his back was straight as a pine, and there was a touch of arrogance in the invisible, and he said: "Everything that happened here must not be hidden from His Majesty, and His Majesty must have known that His Highness King Qi was injured. If you hear the news, I will also be worried and call you back to Beijing for recuperation."

King Qi looked at Weisheng Ziyu in disbelief, and the words seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth: "Are you threatening me?"

Weisheng Ziyu's expression was calm and indifferent, and he said, "It's all up to His Highness's choice."

If King Qi goes back, it will be the joy of the family with his uncle and nephew; if he doesn't go back, it's no wonder that His Majesty doesn't miss the old love.

King Qi wants to accept the sword of Wulin, but he doesn't weigh his own ability?The fact that King Qi came this time was not because of His Majesty's retreat, but because the young emperor wanted to give this uncle another chance. If King Qi was really disobedient, His Majesty could easily kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Weisheng Ziyu finished his words here, and left with his subordinates.

King Qi saw Weisheng Ziyu leaving with a few of his subordinates in a "flashy way", and couldn't help but feel depressed. In his anger, he swung his sleeves and swept the table, and the porcelain on the table fell to the ground!

"Ah—" The closest girl who was kneeling was scratched by the porcelain on the cheek, and subconsciously cried out.

King Qi followed the sound and saw that Lianu was holding the handkerchief and touching the wound carefully, tears were rolling in his eyes, he was about to cry or not.In the past, he liked her delicate and gentle appearance the most, but now he just felt irritable and impatient, so he kicked her and scolded, "Why are you crying?"

Lianu was kicked to the ground by him, but she didn't even dare to cry, so she got up and knelt down, suppressing her tears.

When King Qi thought of the young emperor who was still in the deep palace, his heart felt depressed for a while, and he didn't know what to think of, his face softened a little, and he ordered with a cold face: "Come here, prepare the car and go see Mr. Tianji."

The servant hurriedly got out of the car and drove King Qi to Fu Chen's place. When he arrived at Fu Chen's temporary residence, he was told that Fu Chen was not there. He asked where Fu Chen had gone, but got no answer.

Fu Chen is here to thank Yi at the moment.

The news of Xie Yi's falling into the lake has not been spread, and he does not know where he got the news, but he even came to visit with a gift.

Xie Yi had just finished taking a bath, and when Fu Chen came in, he was wearing a light red dress and sitting on the soft couch, his slightly damp long hair was hanging down on the clothes, leaving a trace of slightly deeper water.His complexion is absolutely clear, and the appearance of wearing a woman's dress is not only not out of harmony, but also has a strange sense of beauty.

Fu Chen didn't look away, but looked at him with a smile and greeted him.

Xie Yi warmly greeted him a few words, then changed the subject, pointed to the chessboard on the table, and said, "Let's talk about a game?"

Fu Chen knew what he meant, hand-talking is the best way to test a person's character at that time, and it is also the best way to let Xie Yi test what he has learned over the years, so he nodded and said: "Okay."

The two played chess quietly.Xie Yi's style is just like him, he mostly defends and seldom attacks; Fu Chen also has a degree of advance and retreat, but he is much more decisive and straightforward than Xie Yi.

Xie Yi fought against him for a long time, but finally lost by one son.

He put down the chess piece in his hand, heaved a long sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "You won."

Fu Chen: "Mr. accept."

Xie Yi said to himself: "Although I don't like talking, I also don't like being able to play chess without talking for such a long time."

Fu Chen was slightly taken aback, and said hesitantly: "Sir, what you mean is..."

Xie Yi said: "You are always smart, how can you not see what I have done and what I want to do?"

Fu Chen's voice lowered, "How can I say what Mr. Xie wants to do?"

Xie Yi pointed to the chessboard in front of him, "You are already stronger than me."

Fu Chen smiled lightly, a look of helplessness flashed across his brows and eyes, and said: "That's just talking by hand."

Sunlight fell into his eyes through the thin window screens, and the brown pupils fainted with a sadness-like warmth.Fu Chen's voice was low and clear, and gently wafted into Xie Yi's ears: "When you get out of the chess game, there are always times when you can't help yourself."