Xiao Yu finished the autopsy and slowly withdrew his hand.

Lao Wu brought a jar of wine out of nowhere and used it to wash Xiao Yu's hands.

Xiao Yu was useless. did a full set of plays, and washed his hands with wine at this time, and people with a heart estimated that they would have doubts about the identity of this corpse.

For the first time, Prince Yuan looked at Xiao Yu squarely, and looked at him with a little trepidation and expectation, as if he was looking at a real doctor.

"This ...... Is this Jing Xiu? Yuan Wang Ye asked in a trembling voice.

Xiao Yu opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything.

Even if he cooperates with deceiving people, he is unwilling to say a "yes".

Xiao Yu glanced at Yuan Wang Ye coldly, turned around and left, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way, all of them avoided from a distance, and looked at the young man with his sleeves neatly dressed in some surprise.

In the eyes of Yuan Wangye, this is simply a silent acquiescence.

A thick black color suddenly hit, and Yuan Wangye's eyes darkened, and he fell heavily.

The crowd suddenly scrambled and shouted. Xiao Yu walked out of the courtyard, glanced back, and sighed for a while.

Yuan Wangye's appearance, it seems that he doesn't care about Xie Jingxiu.

Why do you ignore him like that on weekdays? Do you have to lose it to know that you are distressed?

His gaze flickered slightly, and he met a pair of eyes, and the man nodded at him, and then turned his head and walked out into the courtyard.

It's Xie Jinglin.

Xiao Yu frowned. Everyone can see that if something happens to Xie Jingxiu, the biggest beneficiary is this Xie Jinglin.

It's just an ordinary trip, why did you encounter such a siege regardless of the cost? However, if he can mobilize hundreds of people to besiege and assassinate, even if he does not have a force like Xie Jingxiu, he must have some unknown power.

Xie Jinglin has always been like an ordinary child of a family, although he is talented but not outstanding, he is filial piety in front of the Yuan prince every day, so he is more loved by the elders than Xie Jingxiu. Could it be that he is also a hidden one?

Xiao Yu's intuition was not like this. A person's energy is always limited, Xie Jingxiu can't take care of the Yuanwang Mansion in order to develop the outside forces, since Xie Jinglin's eyes are on the Yuanwang Mansion, where does he get the energy to cultivate other forces?

In short, he refused to admit from the bottom of his heart that someone would do better than Xie Jingxiu.

Except for Xie Jinglin, the second heir to the Yuan Palace, who else will target Xie Jingxiu? Royal house? Other enemies?

Inside the palace gate, on the smoke-filled hall, Emperor Yongrong's case has just submitted a letter report, reporting the death of the prince of the Yuan Palace.

Xie Jingxiu ...... He's dead? Emperor Yongrong's cheeks were sunken, his face was flushed with abnormal flushing, and he grinned with a beautiful woman holding the warm nephrite jade in one hand, "I didn't expect that such a young talent would die in front of me." ”

The palatial palace is not like the ordinary palace layout, the roof is high, and the jade paving is deep. There was no other furnishings on the warm and smooth white jade ground under the steps, only a few clusters scattered around.

On the top of the steps is a long table, at both ends of which stands a crane incense burner that is about to fly, and light smoke rises from the crane's beak.

Emperor Yongrong was dressed in a wide robe with wide sleeves like flowing water, his long half-white hair was scattered, and he sat on the ground and half-leaned behind the table, not like the king of a country, but like a cultivator.

Concubine Li Guifei lay in the arms of Emperor Yongrong, her clothes faded off her shoulders, and her hand was slowly filled with a pipe made of crystal.

Out of the corner of his sight, he saw the letter on the case, and his round nails stabbed into his palm, and Concubine Li unhurriedly filled the smoke pot and handed it to Emperor Yongrong.

"There is a special elixir made by the Heavenly Master for the emperor, and the emperor still has to compete with mortals for longevity? Isn't that too much of a bully? Li Guifei said angrily.

Emperor Yongrong took the pipe, took a hard puff, raised his head in a trance, and slowly exhaled white smoke, which really had a bit of fairy description.

"Concubine Ai said, do I want to send someone to kill the two old horsemen of the Xie family, so that the Yuan Wangfu will disappear completely from now on?" Emperor Yongrong muttered to himself, but finally he couldn't resist the overwhelming wave of sensations in his mind, and extinguished his thoughts in the swirling smoke.

A year ago, Emperor Yongrong still wanted to eliminate the threat of the Yuan Palace, but in a year's time, the once enterprising emperor even forgot about this last plan.

"Concubine Ai is right...... I want to be in the same class as my concubine, and all kinds of mortals are just a passing eye. Emperor Yongrong smiled in a trance, and put the crystal pipe to Concubine Li's lips, "Concubine Ai, cultivate with me." ”

Li Guifei frowned slightly, opened her mouth to take the cigarette pipe, closed her eyes and sucked the countless Shura ghosts into her lungs. After a while, the familiar feeling of ethereal spread throughout the body, and a tear oozed from the corner of the closed eye.

When she single-handedly pushed the king of a country into purgatory, how could she be alone.

The fifth and seventh no longer returned to the patriarchal prince, leaving only one Lao Jiu to guard the patriarchal prince, and both of them followed Xiao Yu back to Guang'an Hall.

Xiao Yu looked at them, raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything, and walked to Qin Jing's side to see him together.

The fifth and seventh were a little relieved.

In the next few days, Xiao Yu asked Lao Wu and others to go to Yizhuang to find some ownerless corpses, and he took the apprentices in Guang'an Hall to dissect and study.

This kind of thing would be too eye-catching on weekdays, and now everyone will only do such a frightening thing if he is sad for Xie Shizi, but there is a lot less resistance because of this. It was a bonus.

Xie Jingxiu was busy with his big business, and Xiao Yu was not idle. The apprentices in Guang'an Hall have only studied for one year, and they will not take them to Xie Jingxiu's island in the future, so they will simply have a cramming practical teaching first, and how much they can comprehend depends on their personal creation, so they have a broader vision than other doctors.

For a few days, there was no movement from the Yuanwang Mansion, and Xie Jingxiu still did not send a word of news.

Princess Yuan was really sick this time, lying on the bed heavily, looking out the window with dull eyes.

She never thought that Xie Jingxiu would actually die.

Death, what a terrible word. Every time it floated through her mind, she couldn't help but shudder.

She was born noble, pampered by nature, and had never seen the ugliness of the world.

She knew that Yuan Wang Ye was a person who cared about her old love, but she was even more resentful of the existence of Concubine Ding, she couldn't leave Yuan Wangfu and survived alone, but she deeply hated this cage.

Her son was born destined to be superior, and the entire Yuan Wangfu should be his.

Sure enough, no matter how she fought with Yuan Wangye, her status was still as stable as Mount Tai, and no one in this Yuan Wangfu dared to despise her in the slightest. Her son has inherited the position of the prince since he was a child, no matter how much the prince of Yuan loves Xie Jinglin, he has never moved the idea of changing the son.

A qiē is so taken for granted.

So this sudden bad news simply broke all her spirit.

She had no idea why it was happening.

Her son, who is so good, so silent, and more like a man who stands up to the sky than Yuan Wangye, is gone?!

Princess Yuan was covered with a thick futon, and she only felt trembling all over.

When Prince Yuan stepped into the room, several little maids were wrapping Princess Yuan's body with a warm quilt smoked on the smoked cage.

Yuan Wang Ye waited for them to finish their work, sent everyone away, and sat on the low stool next to the bed, wanting to say some words of concern, but he didn't know where to start. After a pause, he said directly: "I have decided to do my best to ask for the title of prince for Jinglin." ”

Princess Yuan's closed eyes opened suddenly, and her gaze was like two sharp blades shooting straight into Prince Yuan's face.

"What do you say?! Who are you going to give the title of prince?! The prince of the Yuan Wangfu can only be Jing Xiu, and the others are not worthy! Princess Yuan sat up abruptly and exclaimed miserably, her face showing a twist that had never appeared in her before, "I know, I know!" It must be the black-hearted slut and the little bastard who designed to harm Jing Xiu in order to snatch the position of the prince! ”

Yuan Wang Ye listened to her words really ugly, but he took pity on Princess Yuan for this great change, and he couldn't bear to deal with her.

Xie Jingxiu is also his son, how can he not feel pain in his heart? It's just that he has to think about the palace, now that the palace has no selfish soldiers in hand, if even this foundation is destroyed by others, how can he be worthy of the ancestors of the Xie family.

As long as there is a plaque of the Yuan Palace, the descendants of future generations will slowly draw it, and there will always be a day when the lintel will be restored.

"This is just a temporary measure, as long as Jing Xiu comes back, the position of the prince will still be in his hands." Yuan Wang Ye patiently explained. Although everyone acquiesced in the identity of the corpse, for various reasons, it has not been publicly admitted for the time being, and now it is still only Xie Jingxiu who is missing.

"Jing Xiu is missing, if there is no one to inherit the throne of the son, if this king suffers an accident during this period, every Qiē of the Yuan Palace's mansion will be turned into a cloud of smoke."

Without the prince, without the prince, the Yuan Wangfu will no longer exist.

Such a simple truth, Princess Yuan's brain, which was full of wind and snow, could also be understood, and she was stunned.

After a while, he suddenly trembled even more, and the whole person trembled like a leaf in the wind, and his teeth rattled and he couldn't even make a sound.

Yuan Wang Ye was frightened, and hurriedly called people in a loud voice: "Come on!" Go find the doctor, go and find the old doctor Feng! ”

As soon as the soldiers were in a panic, several servant women rushed out of the courtyard.

Prince Yuan hugged Princess Yuan tightly and stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth, so as not to bite the root of her tongue.

He looked at the chaos inside and outside the house, and his heart couldn't help but feel a bleak melancholy.

In the past, he could be an idle prince at will, all because the eldest son carried the burden of the palace on his shoulders.

Now, even if the young son is erected, he needs to pay attention to nurturing it from time to time. Xie Jinglin is completely inferior to Xie Jingxiu's talent, he knows it very clearly.

The crying child has milk to eat, and the weaker child needs more care, so he is more partial to the young son.

Now that the prince of the palace has only disappeared for a few days, he already feels that he is unable to do anything at all, and the Yuanwang Mansion, which has always been in order, is slowly becoming less rigorous than usual. This kind of laxity is something he can't stop no matter how many slaves he beats and scolds, only a deep sense of powerlessness surrounds him.