After drinking half of the wine, the wine had just come up, and I was a little dazed to see the prince fall on the snow, thinking that the prince was not strong enough to drink, and fainted. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But when he saw the prince foaming at the mouth, Ye Cheng was suddenly frightened.

He and Zhu Zi'an hurriedly squatted down to check on the prince's situation.

"Eighth brother, is the prince poisoned?" said Zhu Zi'an with a look of horror.

Ye Cheng looked at the prince lying on the ground with double shadows, he knew that he was a little drunk, and immediately shook his head to make himself wake up quickly.

Then he checked the prince's condition.

Except for foaming at the mouth, there was nothing suspicious about the prince. The lips were not purple either, and they looked serene. Ye Cheng didn't understand this, and he slowly put his hand on the prince's nostrils.

Ye Cheng was suddenly stunned, and his index finger couldn't feel any breath coming out of his nostrils.

Ye Cheng didn't believe that the prince died like this, thinking about it, thinking of the first aid knowledge he learned in school, he planned to try it on the prince.

Ye Cheng stepped over the prince's body, squatted next to the prince's left chest, and pushed Zhu Zi'an.

Then pull the collar of the prince's costume, place the root of the left hand on the prince's heart, and place the palm of the right hand on the back of the left hand, and all the fingers are separated from the chest wall.

"Eighth brother, what are you doing?" Zhu Zi'an asked strangely beside him.

"Try to save people, Brother Zi'an, grab the snow on the ground, help me wipe the foam off the prince's mouth, be careful not to touch the foam," Ye Cheng replied quickly.

"What is it for?" Zhu Zi'an asked equally strangely.

"It's too late to explain, do it," Ye Cheng replied hurriedly again.

Then the arms were straightened, the shoulders were directly above the prince's chest, and began to press down smoothly and vertically. He applied moderate pressure and pressed continuously on the sternum for 3 to 5 centimeters.

After 4 to 5 compressions, Ye Cheng gave the prince artificial respiration.

After several consecutive artificial respirations, the prince still did not respond, Ye Cheng was anxious, and the compressions became more and more rhythmic. In the end, he had to give up, and his right hand trembled and put it on the prince's nostril again, but his index finger still didn't feel the prince's breathing.

Ye Cheng looked up at Zhu Zi'an and said, "Brother Zi'an, I'm out of breath."

"What then? We don't count this as a murder of the crown prince," Zhu Zi'an said in shock.

"This wine?" Ye Cheng thought in surprise, then turned his head to look at the broken wine jar next to the prince's head, picked up a piece, looked carefully at the wine remaining on it, and said, "I also drank this wine, why am I okay?" ”

"Eighth brother, this wine was given to us by Wu Tie, so the real murderer is Wu Tie," Zhu Zi'an said very conclusively.

"It's too early to draw conclusions, the prince's body must be ............," Ye Cheng said.

Before he finished speaking, the thousands of cultivators had already surrounded them, surround them three times inside and three circles outside.

"The prince has done this to you, why do you want to murder the prince," one of the men came out and scolded.

One man scolded, and everyone else began to hold them accountable.

"What crime should you be guilty of murdering the prince?"

"Quickly arrest them and hand them over to the emperor for disposal"

"They're so bold, grab them"

.............

Zhu Zi'an's anxious son was not used to hearing such accountability, and immediately stood up and retorted, "We didn't harm the prince, this wine was given to us by Wu Tie, the pavilion master of the Broken Stone Pavilion, if you want to arrest him, what does it have to do with us?"

Zhu Zi'an's rebuttal made the accountability of the thousands of cultivators around him more and more intense.

Ye Cheng knew that the prince died in front of him on the spot, and he couldn't argue. Even if they say anything now, the prince's thousand cultivators won't believe it, and they won't let them go so easily.

"If you can't leave, you can't question Wutie in person, what should I do?" Ye Cheng looked up in confusion and looked at the snowflakes falling in the air. originally thought that the crown prince would be a good emperor of Xiao State, and thought that the third prince would not be killed, but the prince still died.

Although he probably guessed who was being used in his heart, Ye Cheng never thought of where he was being used. After coming to Xiao Guo, everything seemed to be normal, and it was completely under his control.

Just as Ye Cheng was thinking back to where he had started to be used, he heard the sound of grinding between the iron armors from outside the crowd.

Ye Cheng looked down in the direction of the door of the house, and the crowd surrounded in front of him began to get out of the way.

Two rows of soldiers in value-added armor ran in and pushed away the surrounding cultivators. There was a distance of one person between the value-added soldiers, and at this time, the third prince walked in with a wicked smile on his face.

When the third prince walked next to the prince's corpse, he suddenly cried, knelt on the snow, put his face on the prince's stomach and cried wildly, "Big brother, why are you dead, how can I live if you die." We are all born of a mother, and when the mother is dead, you will leave me now."

The third prince raised his head, looked at the prince's face and continued, "Who killed you, I must bring him to justice"

Ye Cheng looked carefully at the expressions of the three princes on the side. The third prince is really an acting school, tears and snot and saliva are all in battle, and the crying is indeed very real.

But Ye Cheng knew that this was just a show by the three princes. Bringing troops over so quickly was nothing more than trying to catch Ye Cheng, and the person who knew that the prince would die, wasn't he the one who poisoned or participated in the poisoning?

But Ye Cheng also knew that now he was weak and it was useless to say anything. And these thousand cultivators have designated him as the prince he harmed, it's really indefensible!

Suddenly, a cultivator stood up, pointed to Ye Cheng and Zhu Zi'an who were squatting on the snow, and said, "Three princes, it is these two people who poisoned the prince, you have to be the master of the prince."

As soon as the cultivator spoke, he instigated the discontent of the surrounding cultivators, and everyone shouted

"Arrest them and go to the emperor"

"Tear them to pieces"

...........

Hearing so many angry voices, the third prince's sad expression softened a little, and he took out a white hand towel from his iron armor and slowly wiped the tears and snot on his face.

Then he threw the handkerchief on the snow, looked at Ye Cheng and asked sternly, "Why did you murder my eldest brother?"

Ye Cheng knew that there was nothing to say now, and the third prince just waited for accountability and immediately arrested people. But Ye Cheng still planned to argue, "I didn't murder the prince, I also drank this wine, and I'm fine."

Then he also stared at the third prince with a pair of eyes, and said sternly, "Who poisoned the prince, who knows it in his heart, don't be pretending"

"Do you want to slander this prince again! These thousand cultivators are not my people, so they won't slander you for me," the third prince shouted.

Ye Cheng was speechless, and sure enough, these thousand cultivators were the most terrifying evidence.

"Well, there's nothing to say. If you want to blame it, it's not the right time for these thousand cultivators to come back," the third prince said with a slight sneer.

Then the third prince waved his hand and signaled, "Come on, arrest these two people"

(To be continued.) )