When Tang Yuanyang arrived, the guards guarding outside the house were all unconscious, and they looked panicked, pushed open the door of the house, and saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was bleeding, and he was a little stunned at that time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"There were no assassins in the house, only the injured Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the two city lords." Tang Yuanyang said.

This made everyone a little puzzled.

Since the assassins succeeded, why didn't they simply kill the city lord of Weicheng and the city lord of Liucheng, if their original intention was to poison, then what was the purpose of assassinating His Royal Highness the Prince?

At this point, everything seems confusing.

The prince is still in a coma, and the situation is not optimistic, and everyone wants to know more things, so they can only wait patiently for the prince to wake up.

"You two have a good rest." Yunmo said with concern.

The city lord of Liucheng and the city lord of Weicheng were settled down to recuperate from their injuries.

Yunmo turned his head to look at Tang Yuanyang, "Lord Tang, if you think about it carefully, what clues did you find at that time?" ”

When Tang Yuanyang heard this, he really thought about it carefully.

After a while, Tang Yuanyang shook his head, all he could remember had already been said, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was seriously injured at that time, the situation was unknown, and as for the murderer, he didn't have time to investigate at that time.

The clues they had were all found when they went to investigate afterwards, and at this time, it became more and more difficult for them to catch the murderer.

"What is the situation with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Tang Yuanyang paused, and finally didn't leave directly, waiting not far away, when he saw Song Wan'er coming out of the house, he stopped her and asked.

Song Wan'er was a little surprised, this person would actually ask her, Zhao and Liu, the two imperial doctors, guard His Royal Highness the Crown Prince every day.

Tang Yuanyang said: "Miss Song's medical skills are good, Tang has a reluctant request, and he also asks Miss Song to tell the truth." ”

Zhao and Liu, the two imperial doctors, have been guarding His Royal Highness the Prince, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is just a breath of air, hanging with a glimmer of life, after this Song girl came, although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still unconscious, but the situation has obviously improved a lot.

Song Wan'er was surprised by Tang Yuanyang's trust in herself, since he took the initiative to ask, she said a few words, "His Royal Highness the Prince's situation is different from the two city lords, and there are several medicinal materials used for detoxification that are not good for the injuries on the prince's body. ”

The real situation is even more serious than what Song Wan'er said, the several flavors of medicinal materials for detoxification are no less than the life talisman for His Royal Highness the Prince, if you really use it, I am afraid that you will not be able to wait for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to wake up, and he has already bled to death.

Imperial Doctor Liu said this situation, but looking at the gradual improvement of His Royal Highness the Prince, this Song girl should have a way to save people.

Song Wan'er shook her head slowly, she only temporarily saved the life of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and bought time to treat his injuries, but if the poison in the prince's place was not resolved, she still couldn't escape a dead word.

Tang Yuanyang left the City Lord's Mansion directly.

In the distance, one man was behind him, and two men walked out of the city, one in front of the other.

******

Qianyuan Dynasty Kyoto, source city.

After the news of the prince's assassination came, Emperor Qianyuan was furious, and the entire court felt the emperor's wrath.

After receiving the news, the cabinet entered the palace overnight to meet their emperor.

The lights in the study room were not extinguished all night.

The next day, a holy decree was issued.

His Royal Highness the King of Qin, who had just returned to Kyoto, left Kyoto again after receiving the decree, and rushed towards Liucheng day and night.

The group of people did not stop, and the smoke was filled with gunpowder along the way, and the pedestrians saw it from a distance and immediately avoided it.

The Son of Heaven was furious, and Shenzhou trembled.

******

A black eagle landed on the eaves of the house where Yunmo was resting.

Hearing the movement, he pushed open the window, and the big black guy on the eaves immediately flew down.

Running non-stop along the way, the black eagle was already tired, with big sharp eyes, seeing the plain hand stretched out in front of him, he leaned in and rubbed it.

If this scene is seen by others, it will definitely be surprised to grow its mouth, the eagle has always been a bird of prey, it is not easy to get close, not to mention that it can be so intimate, it is a miracle.

Take out the slip of paper, and write a few sentences on it simply and clearly.

The crown prince was assassinated, and Emperor Qianyuan was furious, and he had sent King Qin to lead 10,000 imperial forest troops to the north to make preparations in advance.

After Yunmo looked at the note in his hand, he showed an expression that was really like this.

"The people behind the scenes are really vicious in their minds doing this." Song Wan'er said worriedly.

The imperial court originally coveted the power of the Wuwang Mansion in Youzhou, and the assassination of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in Liucheng this time was really a good opportunity.

Song Wan'er's heart moved, her eyes widened slightly, and she looked at Yunmo, "Brother Mo, do you say this matter will be ......" The idea in her heart was a little too ridiculous, Song Wan'er instinctively felt that it would not, and shook her head and suppressed the thoughts in her heart.

Yunmo didn't speak, and a look of sarcasm flashed in his eyes that had always been indifferent.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not woken up, and the situation is getting worse and worse.

King Qin led 10,000 imperial forest troops, and finally entered the territory of the sixteen states of Youyun, and there was almost a day's journey to reach Liucheng.

Late at night, quiet and quiet.

In the Liucheng City Lord's Mansion, Song Wan'er left after performing acupuncture for His Royal Highness the Prince.

Tonight, it should be Imperial Physician Zhao who stayed to guard the prince.

The prince never woke up, Imperial Doctor Zhao and Imperial Doctor Liu simply divided it, and the two of them took turns to be on duty at night, if the prince had any situation, he could be treated immediately, because Song Wan'er was a woman, so there was no need for her to be on duty at night.

The guards of the Liucheng City Lord's Mansion saw the Song girl who treated His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, entered the room of the prince of Wuwang, and passed by calmly one by one, they had changed from shock at the beginning to calm down now.

In private, when everyone talked about it, their tone couldn't help but be a little pity, such a powerful miracle doctor, and he was still beautiful, and he actually had that kind of relationship with the prince of Wuwang, but thinking of the master's ability, everyone didn't feel strange in their hearts.

"What are you muttering, everything is done? Don't hurry up and go on patrol. "The city lord of Liucheng happened to be passing by, and when he heard these words of the guards, his face turned pale, and the daring dogs and cubs dared to say anything, it was simply fatal.

The guards dispersed in a hurry, and when they saw their own adults, they immediately went to do their business.

The city lord of Liucheng stood in place, looking at the house where the lights had dimmed not far away, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, on a cold day, sweat actually appeared on his forehead.

Hesitating, hesitating, struggling, and finally making up his mind, the silver needle flickered with cold light and pierced down.

(To be continued.) )