"It's just that I heard about it, is there any evidence?" The secret road was dug early, and the king of Beijun came again, his identity is very questionable, confusing the royal bloodline, but the capital punishment of killing the head, King Chu Xuan has an inevitable influence in the field, except for showing strong evidence, otherwise, the emperor can not wait for him to be idle.

"Not yet!" The powerful grandmothers around the concubine were all killed by Gu Chichi and Ouyang Shaoxian, and the matter of witnesses became a big difficulty.

"This work is investigated in secret first, and don't publicize it until you find real evidence!" The royal bloodline was confused, and when it was said, it was also the people of the Ouyang royal family who were lost, of course, if the king of Beijun was really not from the Ouyang family, the emperor would not accommodate him, and the untouchables did not have the qualifications to become the king of the county and enjoy the royal remuneration.

"What happened to Nangong Mo?" After explaining the work, the emperor changed the subject.

"Or the old way, closed all day, Erchen once asked the secret guard to sneak into the post house to investigate, and found that Nangong Mo didn't know if he was poisoned, or he had a strange disease, his left shoulder was rotting, and his right arm seemed to be rotting......"

The emperor lowered his eyelids: "Didn't he call a doctor?" ”

Ouyang Yechen thought slightly: "An ordinary doctor shouldn't be able to cure his illness, otherwise, how could he be stuffy in the house and suffer a crime!" ”

"What kind of disease does Qing Song have that can make people's bodies rot?" The emperor is an expert in dealing with the affairs of the country, and he has not studied much about poison and disease.

"Diseases like this will make people's bodies rot Erchen doesn't know, but Erchen has heard Imperial Doctor Chen mention that once some poisons are stained, they will definitely make people's bodies rot!" The poison did not get on the hands that were exposed on the surface, but on the right arm and left shoulder wrapped in clothes, Nangong Mo's poison was really fresh.

"Find an opportunity to grope for Nangong Mo, if he is seriously injured and dies, send him back to Liyue, you must not let him die in Qingsong!" The emperor's gaze was rare solemn and dignified.

In the inn, there was a thick curtain in the room, and it was dark everywhere, and the weak candle light was at the head of the bed, illuminating the little place next to the bed.

Nangong Mo was lying on the bed, constantly rolling, his face was pale and not red, night sweats broke out on his forehead, the brocade mattress on the bed was crumpled by him, his clothes were half open, revealing the thrilling wound of the rotten left shoulder, a foul smell emanated from the wound, Nangong Mo was in pain at the same time, and he was angry: Imperial Doctor Chen has not returned to Beijing yet!

After learning that his injuries could only be healed by Imperial Physician Chen, Nangong Mo had sent someone to find Imperial Physician Chen, but Imperial Physician Chen's hometown was far away, even if the guards came and went back and forth at a very fast rate, it would take almost a month.

Recently, his wounds have deteriorated faster and faster, and he has become more and more nervous, but Imperial Doctor Chen will not return in a few days, and he doesn't know if he will be able to survive until Imperial Doctor Chen returns to Beijing.

Ouyang Shaoxian, you wait, wait for me to return to the same rules, you will definitely not be able to survive, you can't die!

"Seventh Prince, Prince Ouyang Yechen of Qingsong asks to see you!" The guards of the Moon Kingdom reported with some sorrow that his master had locked himself in his room for several days and nights, and even if they brought him food, they only had to put it at the door, and they were not allowed to enter the door.

If they hadn't been familiar with Nangong Mo's voice and back, they would have questioned that the person inside was not Nangong Mo, and rushed in to reprimand him, the master was helpless, not long after coming to Qingsong, it became so fresh.

What did Ouyang Yechen do when he came to the inn to look for me, didn't he know that I was injured? Ouyang Shaoxian promised not to report this work to others, the treacherous guy: "Let him wait in the guest hall, and I will arrive later." ”

The soldiers will block, the water will come to cover the earth, although he is seriously injured, but the martial arts are still there, and most of the guards in the post house are the guards of the Liyue Country brought by himself, Liyue, Qingsong and the two countries are still connected with a friendly superficial relationship, and Ouyang Yechen does not dare to do anything to himself.

After bandaging the wound, changing his clothes, and briefly freshening up, Nangong Mo walked out of the room, a ray of sunlight struck his face, and he could barely open his eyes, thanks to Ouyang Shaoxian, he was like a person living in the shadows, he didn't come out to bask in the sun for a long time, and while his body was stinky, he was about to get moldy.

The guest hall is not far from the bedroom, and the interval of more than 20 steps is there, but for Nangong Mo today, it is very far away, and he moved his steps hard and came to the guest hall slowly.

In the guest hall, Ouyang Yechen was sipping tea, and when he saw Nangong Mo walking in, he stood up with a smile: "Seventh Prince, I heard that you are in poor shape, are you better?" ”

Nangong smiled indifferently, his smile was a little unnatural: "Occasionally, it's not a big deal, just rest for a few days!" ”

"Do you want to invite the imperial doctor in the palace to come and treat you?" Looking at the capital, the imperial doctors in the palace are mostly noble in medical skills!

"It's just a little wind and cold, after drinking the medicine, it's almost better, there's no need to work hard again!" Except for Imperial Doctor Chen, no one can heal his injuries, and the rest of the Imperial Doctors, calling or not, are no different, if they are called, their injuries will be exposed, so that the Qing Emperor will question it, because of the small loss of big work, he will not do.

Nangong Mo sat on the seat, separated from Ouyang Yechen by two small tables, the breeze blew, and a strong breath wafted into his nose, Ouyang Yechen frowned slightly: "Where did you get such a heavy taste?" ”

Nangong smiled indifferently: "It's the incense I smoked!" ”

"The rich incense of the Seven Princes' porridge?" Ouyang Yechen's smile deepened: "When you first came to Qingsong, didn't you smoke this kind of incense?" ”

"I have some pleasure in the incense of the nations, and I will find some spices with unique fragrances to try everywhere, and now, I have the fragrance of jasmine, and I have heard that many people in Qingsong have porridge!"

With the fragrance of flowers, a corrupt breath wafted into his nose, and Ouyang Yechen was no exception, and smiled faintly: "Qingsong does have many people with the fragrance of porridge and jasmine, and the face of the Seventh Prince is ugly, it can't be that the wind and cold have intensified, right?" ”

"Yesterday, the doctor said that my wind chill is almost good, only more rejuvenated breath, the medicine is useless, and I have no appetite for food, so my expression will be more ugly than Pingju!" Nangong Mo sent it away, only hoping that Ouyang Yechen would leave early after greeting him.

Nangong Mo smiled slightly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came to the post house to come to see my illness?" ”

"The Seventh Prince is a guest of Qingsong, and he is in poor health, as the Prince of Qingsong, I should do my best as a landlord, how can I be lazy!" Ouyang Yechen has read countless people, and he can see that Nangong Mo is beating his energy, he is seriously injured, no matter what the reason for his serious injury is, it can confirm that he is now, no one can heal, Ouyang Yechen will inevitably drive him away, and he will not let him die in the capital, and find trouble for his country.

Qing Song and Liyue will fire in the future, but the battle should be provoked by Qingsong, not Liyue.

"I'll bring a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum to replenish the Seventh Prince's body!" Ouyang Yechen waved his hand, and a guard picked up a delicate small wooden box, and when he opened it, a black thousand-year-old Lingzhi mushroom jumped up and flashed.

"This millennium Ganoderma lucidum was born in a dark place where there is no sunlight for many years, the surrounding environment is poisonous, it is very rare for people to pick it, when picking Ganoderma lucidum, it is also necessary to pick a little bit of the surrounding soil, wrap the Ganoderma lucidum, and just connect the medicinal properties of Ganoderma lucidum......

The guards leaned down and peeled off the black mud on the Ganoderma lucidum little by little, the original state of the Ganoderma lucidum is now very charming, the black mud is separated from the Ganoderma lucidum, and it dries up quickly, and the black mud assimilates a little bloody smell with the taste of the breeze, which is very smelly, and the guards all hold their breath.

Nangong Mo inadvertently inhaled a bad taste, and when he was about to hold his breath, a burst of qi and blood rolled in his chest, and he couldn't resist it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out......

"The Seven Princes!" The guards exclaimed in surprise and swarmed up, their eyes burning.

Ouyang Yechen was also shocked: "Go and ask for a doctor!" ”

"No...... There is no need to ask for a doctor! Nangong Mo decomposed in a hazy way, still trying his best to stop it.

Ouyang Yechen definitely came to explore himself on purpose, he sent this Lingzhi, he already knew that he had injuries on his body, but why didn't he arrest himself and ask for the guilt, because of Qing Song, the friendly relationship between the two countries on the surface?

Or, was he afraid that his death in Qingsong would bring them trouble, so he specially came to drive him back to Liyue?

"The Seventh Prince's illness is not light, so why not ask the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment!" Ouyang Yechen's face was full of fierceness.

Nangong Mo smiled weakly: "I'm just a little unaccustomed to water and soil, and I have no choice but to eat, so I cough up blood...... Xueqing is doing well here, I can return to the moon peacefully, and when I get to my own country, I'll be fine......"

"Is it really useless to find a doctor?" Nangong Mo proposed it himself, but it saved Ouyang Yechen a lot of effort.

Nangong Mo smiled weakly: "It's really meaningless, I only have to rest and be fine!" ”

"Since the Seventh Prince is sick, I won't bother you to rest, farewell!" Ouyang Yechen smiled with a gift: "The Seventh Prince, please stop, it's useless!" ”

Nangong Mo didn't start, and watched Ouyang Yechen come out of the room: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince go slowly!" ”

"Seventh Prince, what are you doing?" After Ouyang Yechen disappeared, the Liyue guards became nervous, and they were so unaccustomed to the water and soil that they vomited blood, and their condition must have been nervous.

"Did the people I sent out send back any news?" A cold light flashed at the bottom of Nangong Mo's eyes, Ouyang Yechen really came to drive him away.

"Back to the Seventh Prince, the flying pigeon has just arrived, and my subordinates are preparing to bring it to you!" The guard took out a note, Nangong Mo quickly opened it and saw that there were few words written on it, but it was enough to make Nangong Mo excited: In three days, Imperial Doctor Chen will be able to return to the capital!

Nangong Mo closed his eyes and comforted himself, in three days, he would be saved! For so many days, I was fine, and in three days, I would definitely be able to survive it!

Ouyang Yechen walked out of the post house and rushed back to the palace in a carriage, thinking of Nangong Mo's embarrassed appearance, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised a mocking smile, Nangong Mo's injury was not light, and if he didn't find someone to treat him, he would definitely not have a few days to live.

The thousand close Ganoderma lucidum, it is indeed Ouyang Yechen who took it to deliberately grope for Nangong Desert, the black mud on the Ganoderma lucidum has a very unique taste, normal people smell it, but people who hurt their lungs smell it, and they definitely vomit blood......

Nangong Mo's injuries are all to the heart, and there are still a few days to live: "Come on, stare at Nangong Mo, he won't leave after three days, go to the palace to report!" "Nangong Mo won't last long, if he hasn't left after three days, he must want the rest of the facilities to drive him away.

"Yes!" The slight sound of breaking wind gradually faded away, and Ouyang Yechen fell into thought, who injured Nangong Mo into this consciousness? It's amazing.

The capital is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and the work that has happened under his nose for so long does not even know who the first servant is, and the number of secret guards in the capital needs to be increased, and the people who supervise it must also be meticulous.

Zhenguo Royal

After listening to the guard's report, the Marquis of Zhenguo had a gloomy face and walked towards the study with a rage.

Yu Wenhua has disappeared in recent days, and the Marquis of Zhenguo sent people to find all the Qinglou Goulan, and also asked people to look for it in the place where he hid Jiaojiao in the golden house, but no matter where he saw the beauty, he did not see others, and the Marquis of Zhenguo was furious, but he had no choice but to do so.

Behind the desk, Yuwen Zhen held a book, looked ahead, didn't know what he was thinking, the afternoon sun shone through the lattice window on his handsome face, elegant, evil, he seemed to think of some exciting work, the corners of his mouth faintly raised a beautiful arc.