Qingmang, who was seriously injured, did not return to Tsing Yi Pavilion, but fled directly to Qin Yan's Bezhuang for help.

"Master, Qingmang is seriously injured, and Mr. Hong has gone to treat her. Task...... Failed. "Mo reported to Qin Yan the whole story of the assassination and the casualties in Tsing Yi Pavilion, which he also learned from the men who sent Qing Manglai.

"How's she hurt?" Qin Yan was a little nerve-wracking, and sure enough, women were in trouble.

"It's very serious, I don't know if it was injured by some hidden weapon, my shoulder was penetrated, and the bleeding couldn't stop. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid ......" Mo shook his head.

"Let's go, let's see." Qin Yan and Amo entered the secret passage together, and Qingmang was placed in a secret room under the secret passage.

When he arrived in the secret room, Hong had already dressed Qingmang with medicine and bandaged, but blood kept oozing out from under the bandage, and after a while, the snow-white gauze was dyed red.

Hong walked up to Qin Yan and shook his head helplessly: "I tried my best, but this is the first time I've seen such an injury, sorry ......" Qingmang's injury was very strange, as if it had been pierced by a special hidden weapon, and there were burnt marks around the skin. Judging from the shape and size of the wound, the murder weapon should have been a very small ball. But the strange thing is that as far as he knows, there are no legends and records of this weapon on the rivers and lakes. Hong patted Qin Yan on the shoulder and motioned for him to say goodbye to Qingmang.

"Mourning...... Is that you? "Qingmang has lost too much blood, and his vision has begun to blur.

"It's me." Qin Yan sat beside Qing Mang, and his hand was tightly grasped by Qing Mang.

"I'm sorry, I didn't complete the task...... The weapons of those foreigners...... It's amazing. Qingxue ...... It was to save my life. Qingmang's speech was already intermittent, and every time she said a word, her chest felt like a tearing pain.

"I don't blame you. I didn't expect that the foreigners would still have a hand, and I would have known that I wouldn't have let you take the risk. When Qingmang said that Qingxue was dead, he began to think about Tsing Yi Pavilion's future stay. The six core characters of Tsing Yi Pavilion, Qingmang, Qingyun, Qingyu, Qingxue, Qingfeng, and Qingyin, are now gone, and seeing that Qingmang will die soon, only Qingfeng and Qingyin are left...... How will this be sustained in the future?

"Sorry, we've had a lot of sisters die...... The corpse did not have time to be disposed of...... I'm afraid the court will find out something. Promise me...... Keep the remaining sisters! Keep...... They ...... "Qingmang knew that her body would not last long, and she was going to start explaining what was going on."

"You're exposed?" Qin Yan's eyes widened in surprise, and his tone unconsciously raised. Mission failure is a small matter, and revealing your identity is a big matter!

"I don't know yet. But I'm afraid that the foreigners will examine the corpse...... Qingxue's ribs are lined with our totems...... You quickly send someone to take a look near the dense forest in the suburbs, maybe they didn't take the corpse...... We might have time to deal with it...... "It's unlikely, but she's still a little lucky. Qin Yan also immediately sent someone to check on the location that Qingmang said.

"You rest first, I'll come back to see you later." Qin Yan wanted to leave, but was grabbed by Qingmang. Qin Yan's eyes with his back to Qingmang showed a hint of impatience, but when he turned around, he had already changed into a tender face.

Qingmang knew that Qin Yan was comforting her, if she fell asleep, she wouldn't be able to wake up. She wanted to stay with him a little longer while she was dying, so she was reluctant to let him go: "Don't go!" Don't leave me...... Come with me, I know I'm running out of time......"

Seeing her pleading demeanor, Qin Yan couldn't bear to refuse, he sat back on the side of the bed and let Qingmang gently lean into his arms. His chin rested against the top of Qingmang's hair, and comforted softly: "I'm not leaving, I'm here to accompany you." Sleep in peace......" Qin Yan comforted her every move as gentle as a lover, but her eyes were as cold as a cold day.

"I am pleased with you...... I'm willing to do anything for you! Even if...... ended up where it is now...... I have no regrets! You...... Do you have...... A little bit...... Like me? After saying this, Qingmang raised his head with difficulty and looked at Qin Yan's eyes with tears in his eyes, expecting his affirmative answer.

Qin Yan stared at her for a long time, and just when he decided to lie to her and fulfill her last wish, Qingmang couldn't wait for this answer she had been looking forward to for many years, and stopped breathing. Holding Qingmang's gradually cold corpse, he fell into deep thought, until Amo's knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. Qin Yan put down Qingmang's body and returned to his usual calm: "The corpses have all been taken away?" ”

"The person sent to check was afraid that the master would not be able to wait, so he immediately passed the news back from the flying pigeon - the corpses were all moved, and none of them were left, and we were one step late." Amo knew that the situation was not in their favor.

"I had long thought that this would be the case, and this mission would have been a success if it was unsuccessful. Tsing Yi Pavilion can't be saved, in order to avoid extraneous branches, it needs to be disposed of as soon as possible! Qin Yan said indifferently.

"What does the master mean......" Ah Mo made a move to kill everything, and Qin Yan nodded. Even if Ah Mo would still obey all of Qin Yan's decisions as always, this time it was too much.

Ah Mo immediately led people to Tsing Yi Building, and when he walked to the courtyard, he met Hong. After inquiry, Hong, who knew about Qin Yan's arrangement, denied his plan: "Tsing Yi Pavilion really can't stay, but it can't be our move." Otherwise, if the court is in vain, they will continue to track it down, which is not good. ”

"What do you say?" Hong has always been resourceful, and Amo trusts him.

"There were heavy casualties in Tsing Yi Pavilion in this operation, you pretended to go to the pavilion to deliver medicine to the wounded, and took the opportunity to put a bag in their drinking water to 'remove the soul'. Every other three or five days, I grabbed an irrelevant person and went to the yamen to report the news, and asked the people of the court to pay off the remnants. This not only saves us trouble, but also does not make the court suspect that there is a mastermind behind Tsing Yi Pavilion, borrowing a knife to kill people and killing two birds with one stone, why not? Hong's "Soul Removal Powder" is a kind of medicine powder developed by himself, and people who are hit by the "Soul Removal Powder" will not be in danger of life, but it will confuse people's memories the next day when the poison invades the body; Within five days, the brain is blank, as if the soul has been lost; It was a mess of mud and nightmare, and I didn't come to my senses until three months later. In this way, when the imperial court sent troops to encircle and suppress it, the people in Tsing Yi Pavilion were already delirious, and even if they were brought back to the Criminal Department for torture, they couldn't ask why, and the Criminal Department would not have the patience to interrogate them for three months. In the end, they could only be executed as masterminds, and the court naturally helped them put an end to this matter.

"Mr. Hong is wonderful!" Ah Mo smiled knowingly and showed his playful tiger teeth, but his eyes were full of killing intent.

Seven days later, a woodcutter came to Dali Temple to report, saying that he found a large bloodstain on the way to Qingfengling outside the city to cut wood, and followed the direction of the bloodstain to find a Zhuangzi hidden in the middle of the mountainside is very suspicious, so he came to report. The imperial court sent troops to search, and sure enough, they found the nest of Tsing Yi Pavilion. A group of female bandits in Tsing Yi inside saw the officers and soldiers of the imperial court and beat them without saying a word, but they were surrounded and suppressed by the officers and soldiers until only five suspects remained. The five people were brought back to the criminal department to be tortured, but they never got the desired result, and finally had to be beheaded.

At this point, the long-standing Tsing Yi Pavilion was uprooted. When everyone thought that this hidden organization was finally wiped out, no one noticed that Qingfeng, one of the core figures in the cabinet, was not among them from the beginning.

It's November, and the weather is getting colder. The assassins had been executed, and in order to confront the Western envoys, Duan Yulin decided to invite them to relax and relax at the Imperial Hot Spring Palace in Wodai Mountain, on the outskirts of Beijing, along with the emperor's favorite concubines and a group of noble ministers.

The list of entourages was quickly drawn up and sent to the palaces, and invitations were sent to the homes of the princes and ministers.

After receiving the list, Dongfu, the father-in-law in charge of Chenqi Palace, trotted into the inner hall to report to Concubine Xian.

"Niangniang, the emperor's will has been sent, and the day to go to the hot spring palace is set for seven days. Niangniang is also among them, and Miss Mumei helps Niangniang prepare for her life. Dong Fu presented the list to Xu Ying, Xu Ying roughly browsed it, there were not many palace concubines accompanying him, except for the queen and the four concubines, only the three concubines of different races with higher ranks, Xi Gui Concubine, Jie Concubine, and Chun Concubine; For the sake of the distinguished guests, it is inevitable to bring the newly sealed autumn girl; It is rare that Liu Cairen, who has a low rank, was also allowed to serve this time; And the concubines who had not recovered from the miscarriage and were about to give birth were not in the entourage, although Concubine Chun was fine, she asked to stay in the palace to take care of Ke Guifei and could not make the trip.

"Niangniang, there are not many concubines with me this time, and Niangniang just took this opportunity to get closer to the emperor. The slave is going to prepare for the mother! Mu Mei, who also saw the list on the side, was full of joy to go and pack up.

"Stop!" Xu Ying stopped Mu Mei, threw the list aside and indifferently instructed Dong Fu: "I went back to the emperor, and I said that most of the concubines stayed behind this time, and the harem cannot be left unsupervised." The emperor is accompanied by the queen, and the palace is optimistic about the harem for the emperor and queen to wait for the holy car to return. "Dongfu went on a thousand errands.

"Mother?" Mu Mei didn't understand why her master wanted to let go of the great opportunity to get close to the emperor.

"The queen has recovered, and now that the emperor and queen are husband and wife, what is the palace with? This palace doesn't want to see the queen's face! Moreover...... Now that Concubine Tian is about to give birth, Concubine Lian is also getting older, and the palace just took advantage of the emperor's absence in the palace to find a way to rectify them. Xu Ying smiled coldly.

"The slave understands. It's the slave who is stupid, how does the lady want to deal with the stomachs of the two little masters? Mu Mei understood the master's intentions, and then it was time to discuss countermeasures.

"They are a month old, and it is not good to force them to have an abortion...... It seems that it can only be done on the child......" Xu Ying seemed to be answering Mu Mei's question, and seemed to be talking to herself in thought. If two people are aborted now, the result can only be one corpse and two lives. Although Xu Ying doesn't care about their lives or deaths, if she does this, it will inevitably alarm the Queen Mother and arouse suspicion.