In the middle of the night, a heavy rain washed over the outskirts of Luo County, and the smell of blood in the air dissipated a little, and the fragrance of the earth came to the nostrils.

After the battle, the Governor of Water braved the torrential rain and moved several wagons under the pine trees with his subordinates.

A huge thunderclap sounded, Shui Xin raised his hand to wipe the water that kept flowing from his face, this weather was really weird, and it suddenly rained heavily in the big winter.

Shen Tan, who had slept soundly all night, got up early, he was wearing the official uniform of the Great Imperial Conference, and took the Crane to board the carriage and go straight to the palace gate.

There is a good show to see this morning, he, a person behind the scenes, can't sing on stage, and he always wants to be addicted to watching the play.

But the Governor of Shui did not go to court, and the drama that should have happened last night was not staged? What went wrong?

Shen Tan, who got off the court meeting, immediately returned to the house, and he asked Cangfu to go to the suburban courtyard where the Chengwang Mansion belonged, and arranged for four dead soldiers to go to Luo County, focusing on exploring various paths.

The situation was out of control, and he wanted to be the first to know about it.

Wan Jinyue, who had the help of the wind and shadow, hurriedly rushed back to the National Teacher's Mansion this morning, and the little girl who was hurrying in the rain was a little out of strength at this time.

She lay weakly on the bed, replacing Bai Xia who pretended to be sick and replaced herself.

Bai Xia is not similar to her, Shen Tan is busy with affairs and does not know that she is sick, but Mu Zhi and Mu Xin in the house are already suspicious.

Good and dignified, how could the girl suddenly contracted a vicious disease, the red spots on her face did not disperse for a long time, and even her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't speak, especially, she suddenly didn't like others to wait closely.

Mu Xin, who was suspicious and disobedient to her master, went to the front yard early, and she was waiting for the national teacher who returned from the next dynasty.

Shen Tan, who almost trotted into the mansion, didn't notice the people who had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time, he strode into the study and hurriedly arranged everything.

He stood at his desk and sighed at the densely marked drawings, why could this step be wrong?

Leaking the news? King Cheng didn't show up for the appointment on time? Or is there something wrong with the people under you?

When his brows frowned slightly, the crane quietly entered the study.

"Lord, the county lord has been ill for many days, and the big maid in her yard has come to invite you to come and have a look."

"Go and ask the Imperial Doctor to come over." Shen Tan, who was upset, waved his hand impatiently, what are you looking for me to do? I'm not trying to cure a disease, is it?

When the imperial doctor arrived, Wan Jinyue had already gotten up.

Mu Xin, this girl has a long ability, and she will already go over to Shen Tan to talk nonsense, although these two girls were arranged by Shen Tan, they are quite obedient, but now it seems that someone wants to change the master?

The wind evil invaded, and it was no big deal. Mu Zhi sent the imperial doctor out of the house, Wan Jinyue picked up the black cat under the bed and sat on the soft collapse.

King Cheng is dead, and it will be the turn of Queen Li in the palace.

Listening to what Li Chengfeng said, this Empress Li is a ruthless person who kills his sister, but I don't know if Emperor Jingming will like a femme fatale.

King Cheng is dead? On the evening of the second day, Shen Tan finally learned about King Cheng's death one step ahead of the official family, which was not good news, after all, the royal family of Cuidong, which should have been in chaos, was missing a key person.

The remaining three, the third prince is sick and weak, and it is unknown how long he can live, and the fourth prince is a brainless reckless man, so he will not compete for the throne, as for the fifth prince, as long as he is a wise person, he should understand, he just needs to wait quietly and save his life.

Shen Tan tore the drawings in his hand, no matter how good the plan was, he couldn't catch up with this change.

The man who was a little stunned spread out on the couch in the study decadently, if only King Cheng hadn't died.

The childless Empress Li in the palace would not want her eldest nephew, who was expected to succeed to the throne, to die.

A bold idea flashed through Shen Tan's mind, not dead, fake? It doesn't seem impossible?

He immediately got up and made King Cheng's mask, as for this disguised person, according to the news, this time King Cheng went to contact Tieqi to get a similar body substitute to go to the other courtyard.

The news that a large number of iron weapons had entered Beiyou without permission came out on the third day, and the "King Cheng", who was supposed to check the accounts in the other courtyard, suddenly panicked, Lord, has he been secretly arrested by the officials?

As soon as the people who decided to collect money and leave had just packed up the gold and silver, they were intercepted by a group of men in black.

When Feng Chengyuan, who had been knocked unconscious, woke up again in an inn, his legs and hands bound by thick ropes.

"Awake? His Royal Highness King Cheng? ”

Shen Tan, who was so white that he didn't look very good, approached him with the small porcelain vase in his hand.

"Your Highness met robbers on the way back to the city, was seriously injured, and all the entourage died, but fortunately, I met the national teacher who went out to find rare medicinal materials to survive, do you say Your Highness owes me a big favor for this?"

Shen Tan, who was originally standing, squatted down on his knees, his slender hands as thin as bamboo violently broke Feng Chengyuan's mouth, and a black pill entered his mouth.

What is it? It's probably not a good medicine, Feng Chengyuan clenched his teeth, his face turned red, but he didn't swallow.

"Your Highness is injured, and it's not a good habit to not take medicine."

The big palm fell on Feng Chengyuan's back, and Feng Chengyuan, who was already holding his breath, was forced to open his mouth, and the pill was swallowed like this.

"After taking the medicine, His Highness will be able to get better sooner." Shen Tan took out a bronze mirror from his arms, Feng Chengyuan looked at the image in the mirror, and he was frightened and struggled to move back a few inches.

This is the face of King Cheng?

"Your Highness looks in the mirror, and His Highness looks much better after taking the medicine." Shen Tan put away the bronze mirror in his hand and walked straight out of the room.

It's normal to not be able to accept it for a while, so it's good to scare him first, and know how to be afraid of the chess player's chess pieces before they can use it.

Is the county lord sick? Shen Tan, who went to the scene in person, looked at the traces of the fight and the knife marks on his body, and suddenly knew who was the person who caused the trouble?

A younger sister who is trained by herself.。

How did my sister, who knows martial arts but is not a master, make rapid progress in just a few months? Of course, it's because of my own point adjustment before?

Shen Tan, who was planted in the hands of "his own people", thought about it carefully, but he was not sure when this little girl's memory was restored, and when did the effect of this forgetful dust incense become so short?

This girl has been relived again, and she has really changed her stupid personality a lot? At least I can fool myself as a master.

For seven days in a row, every day Feng Chengyuan could see the respectful and humble national teacher in the twilight, he called his Royal Highness, and told himself about the recent situation in the court, he was getting clearer and clearer, and he already had the answer in his heart, the real King Cheng should have died.

Slowly, he stopped struggling, he let go of his hands and feet, and he looked at the silver-haired man in front of him, he enjoyed the glory that this voice brought to His Highness.

He is the king of Cheng, not the ant-like dead soldier, and Feng Chengyuan wants to completely forget his name for the first time in his life.

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