The three people in the room were dumbfounded all of a sudden, and fell into a strange silence, and in the end, it was Song Qingshu who woke up first and ran outside first.

Wu Sangui's father and son glanced at each other, and they all felt that their heads were extremely big, and they also followed out.

When I returned to the princess's room, I saw Wei Xiaobao lying on the ground with his back to the sky, a large ball of blood on his chest, his eyes wide open, and an incredible expression.

Song Qingshu ran over and touched his carotid artery, and found that there was no movement at all, so he had to continue to run over to see the princess's situation.

Princess Jianning was lying on the table, Song Qingshu picked her up and took a look, only to see that her face was gray, and there was still a trace of black blood on her lips.

Picking up the medicine bottle on the table and smelling it, Song Qingshu's face suddenly darkened, and he glared angrily at the palace maid who rushed to hear the news: "Where did this poison come from to seal the throat with blood?"

The palace maid replied, "Princess...... The princess likes to play with these ...... on weekdays It's a weird thing, so I've sent someone to collect some."

Seeing the tragic situation in the room, Wu Sangui's father and son couldn't write for a while, but they didn't expect the princess to be so strong, so they chose to burn the jade and also pulled Kangxi's favorite minister Wei Xiaobao to accompany the funeral......

"Could it be that the princess was unwilling to be humiliated and committed suicide to show her ambition, and Lord Wei planned to dissuade her, but she was shot and killed by the princess in a trance?" Wu Sangui touched his nose and tried to recreate what had just happened in this room.

How do you know that Song Qingshu turned his head and glared at him fiercely: "Obviously, Lord Wei wanted to stop Fukangan's violence against the princess, and was beaten to death by the other party in anger.

"Yes, yes, Lord Wei is loyal to the lord, I didn't expect Fukangan's wolf ambition to be so ruthless."

Wu Sangui knew that he was angry, although he knew that the other party was putting gold on Wei Xiaobao's face, he didn't break it.Wei Xiaobao, as Kangxi's favorite minister, died on his own territory like this, Wu Sangui also had a headache, in order to reduce Kangxi's anger a little, he didn't mind putting some gold on Wei Xiaobao's body again.

As for the black cauldron on Fukangan's body, Wu Sangui's eyes narrowed, he spared his life, it was enough to give Hongli face, what is it to frame him for one or two crimes.

"General Song, let's discuss a countermeasure for today's matter." A princess who committed suicide by being humiliated on her own territory was enough for Wu Sangui to drink a pot, and now she has lost another Wei Xiaobao...... Wu Sangui had an urge to start an army immediately, but he knew that the time was far from ripe, so he had to force down that thought, and thought about how to explain it to Kangxi with a bitter face.

"Countermeasures?" Song Qingshu glanced at Wu Sangui and said coldly: "We are guests from afar, and please go back to the palace first to discuss a countermeasure, and I will return to Beijing to be decided by the emperor.

Wu Yingxiong was already very angry, seeing Song Qingshu's cold attitude and about to burst out, Wu Sangui gently pressed one palm on his shoulder, "Since this is the case, this king will retire first."

Back at the Pingxi Palace, Wu Yingxiong couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted angrily: "Father, you let Fukangan go, I can understand your concerns to some extent, but what kind of thing is this Song Qingshu, just a miscellaneous general, and dare to be so arrogant in front of us?"

"No matter how bad Song Qingshu is, after Wei Xiaobao's death, he is equivalent to the minister sent by the imperial court, unless our father and son start an incident immediately, otherwise offending him at this cusp of the storm is to force him to spread the slander of our father and son in Kangxi's ears after returning to Beijing...... What's more, the culprit is not him," Wu Sangui glanced at Wu Yingxiong and comforted him softly, "Ying Xiong, my father knows that you have been wronged today, and my father promised you that one day he will definitely catch that dog mongrel in Fukangan in front of you and let you cut you with a thousand knives."

"Thank you, father!" Wu Yingxiong gritted his teeth and said, "Erchen will definitely kill Fukangan, a dog thief, to avenge today's humiliation."

After Wu Sangui and his entourage left, Anfu Garden suddenly became a lot colder, plus everyone knew how common what happened today, whether it was the inner guards or the eunuchs and palace maids, everyone was panicked, and after returning to Beijing, maybe the emperor would be angry and let everyone be buried.

Fortunately, at this time, Song Qingshu comforted them, clearly saying that today's matter has nothing to do with everyone, and he is willing to take all the responsibilities alone, the eunuchs and palace maids talked about it, and they all praised General Song's righteousness, especially when they saw Song Qingshu standing alone in the room, staring at Lord Wei in the coffin in a daze, there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes, and he was even more moved.

Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and gently wiped Wei Xiaobao's face, closed his eyes that were not blinding, and said in his heart: Brother Wei, don't blame my brother for being ruthless.You were my first real friend after coming to this world, but it's a pity that you are too smart, if you don't take this great opportunity to get rid of you, you may be killed by you in the future.Brother, I have been planning a big event recently, but unfortunately I think about it, and I feel that there is no way to deceive you...... As the so-called Zhilan is in charge, I have to except, I believe that you and I will switch positions, you will also be the same choice, in the end, we are both the same kind of people, aren't we......

Song Qingshu kept a sad expression on his face, the corners of his mouth did not show even a trace of a smug smile, and he did not whisper the words in his heart to Wei Xiaobao in the coffin.

First, because of the fact that he crossed over, he firmly believed that there was a soul in this world. It is enough to let Wei Xiaobao's soul see his brotherhood, there is no need to show the ugly side of his heart in front of him, let him die with endless resentment.

Second, Song Qingshu has been influenced by so many film and television dramas in his previous life, and he knows that the most taboo thing for a bad guy is two things, one is that he is turned over by the protagonist without making up the knife, and the other is that he talks too much after being complacent, and is 'accidentally' heard by some people, which makes the glorious image of the long-term business collapse.

With Song Qingshu's current skills, although he is confident that there is no one else within a radius of ten zhang, he will never take the slightest risk, and he can be 100% assured, why does the insurance coefficient become 99.999 in order to covet the momentary speed?

Turning around and looking at Princess Jianning's pale face on the side, Song Qingshu sighed in his heart: "In the end, the one who is most sorry this time is you."