Broken Hongchen, as soon as I hear this name, I can make up an eight-o'clock dog blood revenge Jianghu love TV series, which is probably nothing more than I love you and you don't love me, so I will kill your sad story. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Those who interrupt the red dust will suffer the pain of digging out their hearts, but the wonderful thing is that the broken red dust is not a chronic/poison, and it will not make people feel painful for a few years and then burp, but after half an hour, if there is no antidote, they will definitely die.

To say that from the time Yang Jiu was found to be poisoned to the time when the imperial doctor arrived at Youwang's Mansion, half an hour had passed, because Mao Yangjiu was not dead? That's because this good fortune has a great life, and he has a miracle medicine Buddha heart lotus seed, which alleviates the toxicity, and only then does he save his life.

And this Buddha's heart lotus seed is the work of the divine doctor Yuexian. One medicine can offset fifty percent of the toxicity of most poisons in the world! It's amazing! It is conceivable how hard to find this medicine!

Once upon a time, Broken Hongchen also had a legend, but after so many years, there must be an antidote. In addition to the fact that the medicinal properties are more fierce and the antidote is more difficult to make up materials, it has also become more accessible to the people. The so-called pro-people means that anyone can get it as long as you want to.

The above is what An Ruxue learned after the explanation of the imperial doctor.

An Ruxue glanced at Yang Jiu who was moaning and moaning on the bed with his eyes closed, the handsome young man was pale at the moment, and his expression was painful, presumably suffering from the pain of digging his heart...... Looking at Yang Jiu like this, An Ruxue seemed to empathize, very tormented, and the killing intent in her heart was even worse!

The antidote to red dust is hard to find, but for the royal family, it is not a problem. After getting the imperial doctor's guarantee, An Ruxue sent the imperial doctor back to the palace first, while she herself stayed in the Tianyou Pavilion, and also left the guards on the inner and outer three layers.

An Ruxue sat on the edge of Yang Jiu's bed, thinking about this poisoning incident. It was not difficult for her to think of the source of the Buddha's heart lotus seed, after all, she knew that Yang Jiu and Yuexian were on good terms, what she couldn't understand was who would be so impatient to get rid of You'er? Undoubtedly, the biggest beneficiary of You'er's death will be An Lingye, but An Ruxue has a hard time believing that An Lingye would choose such an unruly method. If you have already moved the killing intent, there are so many ways to achieve immediate results, why would you choose Broken Red Dust, which cannot cause immediate death?

Moreover, the guards he arranged for You'er were completely unaware, and the person who did it was either a peerless master or an inner ghost. If it was the former, it should be a one-size-fits-all matter, so An Ruxue believed that it was the latter.

So, who is it?

"Empress Dowager Qi, the prince's guards ask to see him, with medicine." At this time, the grandmother next to the Queen Mother came into the house to report.

An Ruxue's eyes moved slightly, "Let him in." ”

"Yes."

After a short time, the grandmother came in with a tall and handsome man with an indifferent expression, the man was holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, and the white air wafting all the way with a bitter smell gradually lingered in the room.

An Ruxue looked at the person and asked, "You are Chiyang?" ”

"Yes." Simple and neat, neither humble nor arrogant.

An Ruxue only thinks that Chiyang is a person in the rivers and lakes, and it is normal to lack some courtesy, but this kind of bearing is not something that everyone can have, and she is a little satisfied with her son at the moment.

"You'er said he trusts you a lot." An Ruxue didn't forget to win the hearts of her son again, "But how do you say that you are also a man, I am afraid that it will be difficult to take care of You'er, so the Mourning family, a somewhat useful girl, will temporarily take over this errand of service." This is true, but An Ruxue also has some other thoughts. An Lingyou is going to be the emperor in the future, and she will never let go of this heir issue no matter what!

Unexpectedly, this commoner would disobey her will: "The master will not allow others to come near." "I don't even have an honorific title for the Queen Mother, it's like I didn't take her seriously at all!

An Ruxue frowned unhappily, so she really hated Takeo! This reckless man who has not been trained is even less popular!

However, before An Ruxue continued to exert pressure, Chiyang continued to speak: "Before the master fell into a coma, tell his subordinates who the murderer is, and the master knows in his heart, I hope the queen mother will not interfere, and he can handle the rest." In addition, the Queen Mother left the palace in a hurry, pay more attention to her personal safety, and return to the palace as soon as possible. "The sound without emotional fluctuations is like reading a book mechanically.

The Queen Mother's apricot eyes narrowed a dangerous sharp light, and she asked without anger and self-authority: "Are you forcing the mourning family to leave?" ”

Chiyang was still holding the medicine in his hand, and it was inconvenient to make other movements, so he just bowed slightly, and his tone was still indifferent for a while: "The master is concerned about the safety of the Queen Mother." The implication is that this is what Yang Jiu meant, and it is out of a pure heart.

An Ruxue didn't know what Yang Jiu meant, but she was just unhappy, because she felt Yang Jiu's rejection and distrust. Such concealment and variables are unacceptable to her!

"What if the mourning family has to intervene?" This intervention contains several meanings.

"Chiyang only obeys his master's orders." Faced with the threat of the current Queen Mother, Chiyang only stated one fact indifferently.

But this sentence revealed two meanings: first, he would rebel against An Ruxue for Yang Jiu's orders. There is only one person on the other side, and An Ruxue obviously thinks that her side has a better chance of winning, but from the conflict between Yang Jiu and An Lingyuan, she also saw the importance of these people around her to Yang Jiu, and she didn't want to make a gap between mother and son because of these things; Second, if An Ruxue does not cooperate, it is distrust and suppression, and it will also go against Yang Jiu.

Thinking of this, no matter how dissatisfied An Ruxue was in her heart, she couldn't act rashly. While she was bored, she suddenly realized something unusual: she was indeed easy to compromise with You'er, but most of them were inconsequential things, and it was better to say that it was a compromise than to let it go, and she still controlled the initiative...... But the current situation, why does she faintly feel that she is in a passive situation? After thinking about it carefully, I thought about it deeply, but I felt that this was just a natural change after You'er grew up, as long as they are still mother and son, with the same goal and the same camp, I should feel relieved, such You'er sits in that position, even if he is not there one day, he can sit firmly, right?

Pressing the feeling of contradiction in her heart, An Ruxue glanced at Chiyang coldly and stopped mentioning this topic.

"Give the medicine to the mourners."

Chiyang didn't hesitate to hand the tray forward, and An Ruxue took the medicine bowl and spoon. But holding the medicine in his hand, An Ruxue made a difficulty, Yang Jiu was in a coma at the moment, and moaning/moaning was just an unconscious reaction, how to feed himself in this state?

No matter what, An Ruxue still motioned for Chiyang to come over and help Yang Jiu's upper body up. Then he tried to stuff the spoon containing the medicinal juice into Yang Jiu's mouth, and the movements were still very gentle, but a little rusty. However, the result is conceivable, the black medicinal juice spilled on Yang Jiuyi's chest!

"Ahem-" Suddenly, Yang Jiu coughed, this should be a completely physiological reaction, but An Ruxue couldn't help but blacken her face while feeling distressed-because Yang Jiu coughed so impartially that he sprayed the medicinal juice on An Ruxue's face! Of course, clothes and hair were not spared......

The pungent smell of the potion, and the touch of liquid sliding off the cheeks...... How many years has An Ruxue not been so embarrassed?!

"Queen Mother!" The old lady exclaimed, quickly pinched the handkerchief and leaned up, took the medicine bowl in the queen mother's hand and handed it to Chiyang, who was waiting on the side, and then carefully wiped it for An Ruxue.

Getting up and leaving the bedside, An Ruxue looked at the stains on her clothes, her mood couldn't get any better, and the clouds on her face were almost undisguised! After sitting for a while, watching Chiyang wipe the corners of Yang Jiu's mouth, she remembered her own safety after doing nothing, she cared more about her life than Yang Jiu!

In this way, An Ruxue told Chiyang a few more words and left. And as if she had forgotten what she had said at the beginning, she did not leave any palace maids, only a small team of Imperial Forest Army and the guards in the palace surrounded the Tianyou Pavilion into an iron bucket.

After An Ruxue left, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes! Energetic, how can there be half a weak and painful appearance!

Yang Jiu tugged at the dirty clothes on his chest, frowned and complained: "Ciao, it's really not biological!" Then he lifted the quilt, stepped out of bed barefoot, and stood on the cold marble slab, not afraid of the cold at all. He took off the dirty clothes on his body and threw them on the ground, then picked up the half-left medicinal soup in Chiyang's hand, walked to a potted plant in the corner, and poured the potion into the soil.

When Yang Jiu turned around again, Chiyang had already prepared a clean set of clothes for him from the closet. Yang Jiu put down the medicine bowl, took it with a smile, and naturally lowered his head and bit Chiyang's lip lightly, and then said with a smile while dressing: "Xiao Chichi's acting skills are really distracting~ If it weren't for An Ruxue's cultivation not being low, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to save you if I didn't cheat the corpse today~"

"Chiyang is incompetent." Chiyang bowed his head and pleaded guilty.

"If you are really exquisite, it is not my red sun." Yang Jiu smiled with his eyebrows, without any blame or dissatisfaction. After a few ridiculous sentences, he got down to business again, "You tell Uncle Yue later, from now on, refuse all visits." "Uncle Yue is the housekeeper of King You's Mansion.

"Yes."

After Chiyang left, Yang Jiu climbed onto the bed that was changed into the futon again, looked at the top of the bed, and muttered: "Play a frightened bird and get rid of a group of flies, what a good deal~"

That's right, Yang Jiu's poisoning is just a self-directed and self-acting.

And half an hour after An Ruxue returned to the palace, the imperial doctor came to King You's Mansion again, with the antidote that had been prepared. Immediately, Yang Jiu "woke up" and staged a play of violence and anger that a poisoned prince should have.

On the other hand, An Ruxue did not take the trouble to visit again with the affection of mother and son, but went all out to investigate the murderer. Although Yang Jiu said it in advance, this procedure still has to be done, whether it is really out of concern or performing for outsiders.

All the visitors were stopped outside, but there was still a guest who had to be allowed to enter the mansion in the afternoon, just because the person who came was Yang Jiu's grandfather - An Huai, the prime minister of the Anling Dynasty, and a relative of the ruling and opposition parties.

It was reasonable that Yang Jiu couldn't turn it away, and Yang Jiu didn't intend to refuse.

Maybe An Huai had been calm and didn't take the initiative to find Yang Jiu in order to avoid suspicion, and Yang Jiu was even more unlikely to ask for trouble. Right now, it is the first meeting of these two communities of interest and destiny that are ostensibly related by blood!

An Huai is a smiling tiger.

——This is Yang Jiu's first impression when he sees An Huai, and it is also the final evaluation.

It's hard to imagine that the beautiful middle-aged man in front of me, who is personable, looks shrewd, capable, and kind, is the person who imagines the power of covering the sky with his hands and eyes and eagle-nosed harrier eyes! Isn't 57 supposed to be a bad old man? Isn't it a bit of a foul to be so handsome? Are your families growing in reverse?! Do genes have to be so strong?!

However, Yang Jiu also confirmed that the night banquet in the palace before, the prime minister did not attend! He was still puzzled at the time, thinking that such a suitable opportunity, his grandfather actually didn't come to him to ventilate and contact his feelings!

Yang Jiu, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, only called "grandfather" weakly and said no more, he couldn't figure out the previous mode of getting along between the two.

An Huai looked at Yang Jiu distressed and lovingly, and said, "You'er has suffered. But then he seemed to think of something, and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, "Don't worry, no matter who it is, grandpa will definitely pull him out to avenge You'er!" ”

"Thank you, Grandpa. Ahem, but You'er wants to torture with her own hands, cough, cough, torture with her own hands......"

An Huai hurriedly stopped the emotional Yang Jiu, patted Yang Jiu's quilt, and replied again and again: "Okay, well, when the time comes, the murderer will be handed over to You'er to deal with personally!" ”

"Thank you, thank you, grandfather."

An Huai smiled and took the thanks, and was silent for a while before he asked again: "The person who did it, what does You'er have to do?" ”

"There are some, but the people behind the scenes, they don't know......"

An Huai's eyes flashed, and then he asked, "Who is it?" Did you catch it? ”

"It's someone from the house, cough, tortured, poisoned and committed suicide."

An Huaimian had regrets, "It's a pity that the clue is broken." Be... You'er's male pet or a subordinate in the house? ...... can be found in personnel records"

"Ahem! Yes, a who was caught... Ahem! ”

Looking at Yang Jiu, who was coughing more and more frequently and severely, An Huai frowned, had to give up the conversation, folded the quilt for Yang Jiu, promised to continue the investigation, and let Yang Jiu go to his grandfather if necessary, and told Yang Jiu to recuperate, and left.

"I'll wipe your uncle's! It's worthy of two fathers and daughters, it's more annoying than sticky fly paper! Ahh Yang Jiu sat on the bed and couldn't help but curse. Although it was easy to pretend to be poisoned, this follow-up trouble began to make him regret it a little!

However, doesn't it mean that people who are sick are all welfare, no, the benefits will come soon!

The day after King You's poisoning, Emperor Zhao went to the palace in person early in the morning, showing the deep brotherhood of the royal family.

Yang Jiu listened to the sound of "The emperor has arrived-", and couldn't wait to burst into tears to express his joy of keeping the clouds open and seeing the bright moon! Hey, it's coming! Compared with playing Tai Chi with an old witch and a bad old man, is this a hobby to develop a plot of doing first and then loving with the prospective daughter-in-law of labor and management?!

Come on, daughter-in-law come to the bowl ~~(っ°v°)っ

"You'er, the royal brother has come to see you. How's the body doing? An Lingye sat on the edge of the bed, with a concerned smile on his face, and asked softly.

"Ah~ fatigue! Oh~ hot and cold! Hmm~ top-heavy! Babbling ~ dizzy eyes! ”

The smile on the corner of An Lingye's mouth was a little stiff: "......" Why don't you die with so many problems! (╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻"Hehe, is You'er hungry? ”

Yang Jiu looked at An Lingye affectionately: "You really understand me~"

“……”

An Lingye, who was eager to paste Yang Jiu's face with rice, patiently asked Gonggong Wan, who was waiting by his side, to tell the subordinates of the palace to prepare some porridge.

Because it was necessary to ensure that Yang Jiu was quiet, there was no one else in the room. Now that Father-in-law Wan is gone, except for the nighthawk guarding outside the door, only Yang Jiu and An Lingye are left in the room for a while.

Being stared at by Yang Jiu's straight gaze, An Lingye knew that the other party did not dare to make a move, but he inexplicably felt a sense of danger......

"Ahem." An Lingye coughed dryly and tried to break this strange atmosphere, smiled, and asked casually: "I heard that the imperial brother likes Xi'er very much?" You had a great time in the palace a few days ago? ”

Yang Jiuguan'er, "Yes, Xi'er is very cute." Seeing that An Lingye had nothing to say, he continued, "It's very similar to the imperial brother. ”

An Lingye was stunned for a moment, and then echoed: "Xi'er is indeed a child who looks most like me. ”

Yang Jiu shook his head slightly, "I mean cuteness, the imperial brother is very similar to Xi'er." ”

"Hehe, You'er really knows how to laugh." An Lingye's smile became more and more dry.

"Now, Brother Huang, don't call your child and your child, the queen mother also calls me like this, it's the same as calling a child."

An Lingye was slightly stunned. "Then what does the imperial brother want me to call you?"

"Call me Tianyin, or a single word nine."

"Tianyin?" An Lingye knew that this was a pseudonym used by Yang Jiu outside, and the word "nine" seemed to be because of the ranking...... The word is too intimate, and it is more acceptable to use Tianyin, but it is strange to call it by a fake name, what does he mean? Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind—

God, Yin. Yin takes the meaning of "descendant", or said, son. Tianyin, Tianzi!

A coldness and ridicule suddenly rose in An Lingye's heart!

This is a tragedy across time and space caused by Yang Jiu's parents in another time and space! Is there anything more wronged than Yang Jiu? QAQ Who else?! Let's just say it's back! Yes! Who! He just wants to change his name and declare war for Mao?!

Keenly caught the coldness that flashed in An Lingye's eyes, and Yang Jiu was stunned with a capital letter! Tell me what's peanuts?!

Facing An Lingye, who has conspiracy theories and late cancer, this way of chasing his wife is simply sadistic! _(:3∠)_

Pressing the emotion in his heart, An Lingye smiled and responded: "Then I will call the emperor's brother 'nine' in the future." He retreated.

Yang Jiu was overjoyed! It's a big deal! It's so intimate! And the name "Yang Jiu" has been with him for too long than "Yang Tianyin", so "Nine" has a different meaning for him!

The state of mind of the two is one heaven and one earth.

Chickens and ducks talk!

"Brother Huang, call me." Yang Jiu began to ask for benefits.

"You...... Ahem, nine. "It's still weird to call it out......

"I still want ~~" Someone who had to inch in even quietly and suddenly grabbed An Lingye's hand!

An Lingye almost reflexively wanted to shake off Yang Jiu's hand, and only after restraining himself did he look at Yang Jiu, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The handsome young man showed a fragile beauty because of his slightly pale face, but he was also bright because of his starry eyes!

For a moment, An Lingye almost thought that the man in front of him was just a harmless child...... But the illusion of hesitation was just a moment of trance, and after waking up, he knew that this man named An Lingyou was the enemy of life and death who wanted to pull him off the horse.

He had to praise it, this kind of acting skills is that even he almost believes it, let alone Xi'er, who doesn't know the world......

"Nine." He called, so gentle.

Yang Jiu smiled and responded: "Eh~"

I want to call you by your name too, my Ye'er. Yang Jiuxin said.

He gave arsenic and drank honey syrup.

After Gonggong Wan came back with a small eunuch carrying the porridge, Yang Jiu naturally fed An Lingye to him with a dead face. Although An Lingye was a little shadowy about the hand licking and killing at the night banquet, he was much more relieved to feed the porridge with a spoon. However, Yang Jiu hated!

After An Lingye left, King You's Mansion never welcomed anyone else. Yang Jiu was bored in bed "reading" the little yellow book, and stood up for a day.

The next day, Tianyou Pavilion had already allowed only Chiyang and Qingchen to enter and exit.

Everyone thought that the prince had been wary of this. Some people thought of the hand that Yang Jiu had shown that day, and they couldn't help but feel that the vigilance of the prince was really too different from the fierceness of the day, and they were really a little disappointed. But for some people, such Yang Jiu is in line with An Lingyou's setting!

But in fact, His Royal Highness King You, who they talked about a lot, was no longer in the Heavenly Blessing Pavilion under the protection of the layers......

Where did Yang Jiu go?

Poetry Pavilion.

"Childe is also here to participate in the poetry party?"

Yang Jiu handed the invitation to the little doorman.

"Childe, please come in."

Yang Jiu was invited into the door of the Shiyun Pavilion, but there was not even a waiter to guide the way, he looked around, and saw some busy Shiyun Pavilion staff, some preparing wine and fruit snacks, and some sorting out paper, pen and ink. Yang Jiu then thought that today's Shiyun Pavilion should have been wrapped up by that group of scholars! Although Shiyun Pavilion is quite favored by scholars because of its elegance, this is still a teahouse to make a living, if there is no charter, I am afraid it is really a mixed scene of dragons and snakes! There is no waiter to guide the way, just because it is not the first case.

Yang Jiu also remembered such a thing when he was bored in bed yesterday, and he was still a little disdainful when he looked at the location, he thought that these nerds who chased the wind and showed off their elegance month by month had the spirit of dedication to art in the poetry meeting on a cold day, but they didn't even come out of the city! Speaking of which, he can't expect these weak scholars who are powerless to do sketching in the wilderness and in the ice and snow, then they are really taking their lives!

Oh, it's quite good to take care of the master's current image......

"Tianyin!" As soon as Yang Jiufu stepped into the courtyard where he had been here once, he heard a somewhat familiar voice.

Yang Jiu turned his head to look to the side, and the person who called him was Xi Linfeng, who invited him to come.

When Xi Linfeng saw Yang Jiu coming over, he politely said goodbye to the few people who were talking to him, and strode to Yang Jiu. And when he got closer, he was surprised, and asked with concern: "Tianyin is unwell?" Why is your face so pale? ”

That's right, Yang Jiu is still that sick seedling. He didn't expect Yang Tianyin's identity to be able to go through the double line in the imperial capital, so naturally he couldn't drop the chain here. Otherwise, when it is investigated in the future, the sick number who should have been recuperating in the palace is ruddy and vigorous outside, which is too suspicious!

Yang Jiu smiled disappreciatively, waved his hand and said, "A few days ago, I had a cold and became a little sicker. It's okay now, but it just looks worse. ”

Xi Linfeng frowned as if he was about to say something, but he was suddenly slapped from behind, and before he could see who it was, he heard his friend's familiar voice shouting happily: "Where else did I run away from you~ It's gone in the blink of an eye!" Hey, Brother Tianyin is here too? ”

Yang Jiu smiled kindly at the visitor, "Brother Xiang Xian." ”

"Brother Tianyin, ......" Xiang Ye also saw Yang Jiu's physical problem, and was about to open his mouth to care, but was suddenly interrupted by the riot on the other side.

"The champion has arrived!"

"Wu Shi has read it!"

The characters mentioned in these two calls are the same, they are all the little prodigy of Wu Xun, who won the champion at the age of eight and is currently studying in the Hanlin Academy!

Yang Jiu didn't expect this little prodigy to appear so early, shouldn't such a popular figure be the finale? Like Diyao, he has a lot of pig's foot consciousness, and when the grand event finally arrives, the shape is also very sassy!

Thinking of these messy things to himself, Yang Jiu also followed everyone's gaze, watching the crowd at the entrance on the other side slowly make way and greet the little champion who couldn't even see his head.

Yang Jiu waited with interest to get a glimpse of his true face, thinking that An Lingxi's person who was called a "stinky boy" was about to appear, and he had a little expectation.

When the handsome little boy came out completely, Yang Jiu suddenly squeezed his eyebrows, and a familiar feeling gradually rose. As the boy greeted each other with the people around him, the distance between the two narrowed little by little...... And then at some point, the eyes met unexpectedly.

In an instant, Yang Jiu finally found where this familiarity came from!

"Sir?!"

"Tong Tong?!" (To be continued.) )