Chapter 165: Qi Yu Wang Xiao Rong
Seeing that Wen Gu's palm wind was rushing towards Zhao Wuji, splitting his head and covering his face, there was a devastating force in an instant, which shook Wen Gu away. I couldn't take precautions, so I didn't shake out immediately.
But it was also this palm, so that when he landed, a mouthful of blood spurted to the ground, and he looked back in disbelief at the back that had coerced Zao Wou-Ki to leave quickly.
Su Xi avoided the man's sudden force, but fortunately he was not injured.
"Stop chasing!" "You're no match for him. β
Fang Cai's palm had already injured Wen Gu's internal organs, and at this moment he didn't even have the strength to get up, and the true qi in his body was scattered, and he couldn't lift it. He slumped on the floor, gasping for air.
The person had already run away, and if it wasn't for the old man who caught up with the entanglement, Su Xi wouldn't have been able to arrive at all. Therefore, even if Su Xi wants to chase now, he may not be able to catch up. Thinking of this, Su Xi turned back to Wen's side, "Doctor Wen? β
Wen Su glanced at Su Xi and did not speak.
Su Xi always felt that there was something wrong with Wen Su's eyes, but she couldn't say what the specific problem was. At that glance, although it was dark through the night, I could still sense an inexplicable coolness.
Picking up the past, Su Xi could only take him back first.
Zhao Wuwu didn't wait for Su Xi and Wen to win a big victory, only waited for the dying Wen Shu. Wen was not lightly injured, and when he returned to Zhao Wuwu, he just looked at Zhao Wuwu with a very strange look.
"Childe forgives sins!" Su Xi saluted, "That person's martial arts are extremely strange, and he couldn't take him down." β
"What about Zao Wou-Ki?" Zhao Wuwu's voice was a little weak, and he seemed to care too much about whether Su Xi could catch that person.
Su Xi pursed her lips, "Ran away." β
Hearing this, Zhao Wuwu let out a long breath, with a little dampness on his face, a little intriguing contempt, "That's it, that's it!" After that, Zhao Wuwu got up and left.
The wind blew so that she only felt a chill, and she couldn't help but wrap herself tighter and tighter. She left silently, and the scene was a little different. Su Xi thought about what a proud person Childe was, even if he lost his hand, he shouldn't be so indifferent. It stands to reason that if Childe misses, he will definitely investigate the cause.
But what about this time?
Childe didn't ask anything, just asked Zao Wou-ki, is this a little too incredible? Could it be that Childe was injured because of his old age, so he no longer cares about the success or failure of this matter?
However, after thinking about it, Childe is not such an indecisive person.
Zhao Wuwu will not scruple so much!
What's wrong with this?
Su Xi fell on Hanyin's body, looking at Hanyin's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Su Xi felt a vague strangeness in her heart. Could it be that the problem lies with Hanyin?
Sound?
Tonight's affair is over.
The people in this town were also spared because of Zhao Wuwu's arrival, but these poisons came strangely, according to Wen Shu, this thing is not an ordinary poison, but a poison similar to Gu poison, so it is difficult for anyone to break this poison in such a short period of time except for Wen Shu.
"Where did this Gu poison come from?" Su Xi pursed her lips and looked back at Han Yin, "How long has your Wuji Palace been developing Gu poison?" β
Hanyin shook her head, "I only know that there is a stronghold in Pinglin City, and the others - I haven't heard of them." β
"That's the problem with your East Factory." Zhao Wuwu looked at Lu Guoan coldly.
Lu Guoan is naturally also sensible, as soon as Zhao Wuwu said this, he immediately realized what the problem was. Taking a deep breath, Lu Guoan bowed his head, "This matter will definitely be investigated, and I will give Lord Zhao a satisfactory answer when the time comes." β
"I hope so." Zhao Wuwu's face was expressionless.
Lu Guoan narrowed his eyes, thinking that he couldn't be a moth from Wang Shaojun. This guy is now following Miss Xuelan in Dongchang, if there is really any problem, I'm afraid Xuelan will not be able to escape responsibility. The last time, he felt a little unusual, although Chitose Ye didn't say anything, just punished Miss Xuelan, but Lu Guoan felt that this must have something to do with Wang Shaojun.
After all, Xuelan rarely uses poison, and only Wang Shaojun is good at using poison.
This night was so noisy, Zhao Wuwu only felt that his brain hurt.
I had a headache overnight, and the next day I got a little better, but the whole person seemed to be out of breath, and there was no energy. But no matter what, the road still has to go, and she still has to go to Liyang City.
Fortunately, the road was not too far away, Zhao Wuwu sat in the carriage and half-asleep to the outside of Liyang City.
Hearing that it was the emperor's envoy coming, Xue Yuanjian, the prefect of Fuzhou, hurriedly waited at the gate of the city.
Zhao Wuwu slept in a daze, Su Xi came in with the curtain of the car, and said in a low voice, "Childe? Son? β
"What's wrong?" Zhao Wuwu only felt that his body was very cold.
Su Xi took a deep breath, "Governor Xue is waiting outside. β
Zhao Wuwu rubbed his eyebrows, and sighed lightly with a white face, "Arrived?" β
"It's outside Liyang City at the moment." Su Xi reminded carefully, and then tied a shawl for Zhao Wuwu.
"Get out of the car!" Zhao Wuwu wanted to get up, but his body stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately, Su Xi was by his side, and he immediately hugged Zhao Wuwu, but he was also scared.
"It's okay!" Zhao Wuwu waved his hand.
got out of the car, took a look at the towering city gate building, and then looked at the lively scene in front of him, Zhao Wuwu's face still had no expression. She stepped forward with a pale face, and Xue Yuanjian quickly saluted, "Xiaguan Xue Yuanjian Xiefu Prefecture officials, see Lord Qincha." Lord Qincha came from thousands of miles away, and it was really hard. The lower officials have already prepared a banquet, please move to the Lord! β
Zhao Wuwu looked around, looked at the officials, and couldn't help coughing lightly. His pale face looked very weak.
Su Xi stepped forward and saluted Xue Yuanjian, "Lord Prefect, Lord Zhao is not very well, I think I need to rest!" I also hope that the prefect can arrange it, my family doesn't want to see too many people for the time being. β
Xue Yuanjian also discovered that Zhao Wuwu's complexion was indeed not very good. immediately bowed his head, "Okay, the lower official will do it, and I hope that the girl will take care of Lord Qincha!" β
After speaking, Xue Yuanjian turned around and ordered the master.
The officials looked at each other, but the prefect gave the order, and no one dared to say anything. Leaning over and saluting, Zhao Wuwu got back into the carriage and went to the post station to stay.
Xue Yuanjian had already arranged a house earlier, but Zhao Wuwu shirked it and didn't want to make any exceptions. After all, she is here to pick up Xiao Rong, the king of Qiyou, if Xiao Rong returns to Beijing in the coming day and says something in front of the emperor that she shouldn't say, then she will be in trouble.
There is no fluke, only foolproof.
Fortunately, Xue Yuanjian is also a visionary, and he cleaned up the post house early, and now Zhao Wuwu is staying in the post house is clean and tidy. Zhao Wuwu was too tired, tired of traveling and driving, and carrying a moon letter on his body, so he was even weaker.
Lying on the bed, Zhao Wuwu only felt that her brain hurt, but fortunately, her monthly letter was very short, and now she has gone to seventy-seven eighty-eight.
"Do you want to go down to the official and ask for a doctor?" Xue Yuanjian looked at Zhao Wuwu's dying appearance, and thought that those rumors were indeed right, this Ministry of Rites, Zhao Wuwu, the son of the prime minister, was indeed a weak and sick man.
However, even though Zhao Wuwu is sick, it is still difficult to hide his grace and beauty. The pale complexion made her skin look a little clear, and there was an incredible luster in the shimmer.
"What is the prefect looking at?" Su Xi's eyes were slightly dark.
Xue Yuanjian hurriedly said, "No, Xia Guan just thinks that Lord Zhao is so sick?" β
"What is the illness of a person who eats whole grains?" Su Xi was cold, "Lord Zhao needs to rest, please ask the prefect to arrange the affairs of the prince." When Lord Zhao has rested enough, he will go to welcome the prince back to Beijing. β
Hearing this, Xue Yuanjian hesitated, "I'm afraid it can't!" β
"Why?" Zhao Wuwu opened his eyes, his eyes slightly gloomy.
Xue Yuanjian bowed down, "If you go back to Lord Qincha, this prince's body has not been good, and it is a long way to go to the capital, and the lower officials are worried that the prince will not be able to withstand the toss." β
Zhao Wuwu coughed lightly twice, and barely supported himself on the edge of the bed, "What is the illness of the prince?" Why hasn't it worked for so long? β
"The prince is an old disease." Xue Yuan said, "The best doctor in Liyang City, the medicine that should be used has been ordered, but it is not good, and the lower officials don't know what is going on." It is estimated that this time the prince is tired, so his body is relatively weak, and it will take a certain amount of time to take effect! β
This answer is really perfunctory, do you think Zhao Wuwu is so easy to deceive? Zuo but Zhao Wuwu just wanted to rest now, so he didn't continue to ask, but waved his hand, "Then let's arrange to meet!" I'll take a break. β
"Yes!" Xue Yuanjian saluted and quickly retreated.
Waiting for Xue Yuanjian to leave, Su Xi stepped forward and said, "Childe, do you want Wen Gu to come and see, your face is really bad." β
"When did my face feel better?" Zhao Wuwu sighed lightly, "I just don't want to have an official relationship with Xue Yuanjian!" By the way, you privately asked people to check what King Qi Yu had done in Liyang City during these days. In addition, I am afraid that people will stare at the prefect, I always feel that this person is weird, and there are some indescribable feelings. β
"Yes!" Su Xi bowed his head and quietly retreated.
Closing the door, Lu Guoan was guarding outside, and when he saw Su Xi coming out, he bowed down and hugged his fists, "Su Xi girl? β
Su Xi bowed his head, "My son-in-law is unwell, and I hope that Lu Qianhu can send someone to take care of him." After all, Liyang City is not the capital, and we are not familiar with the place, so we will inevitably have some trouble. β
Of course, Lu Guoan knew what Su Xi meant, "Miss Su Xi just rest assured, Master Chitose has instructed that no matter what happens, Master Zhao's thoughtfulness must be the top, and the girl only needs to do things, and the safety here is handed over to the next." β
"Thank you!" Su Xi clenched his fists and left with his sword.
With a long breath, Lu Guoan looked around, all around were the brocade clothes of the East Factory, and the outside was guarded by the Imperial Forest Army, which should be foolproof. Zhao Wuwu is not in good health, and he is also injured in his body, so the thoughtfulness in this post house is naturally the top priority.
This Liyang City is among the many cities, the area is relatively large, and the population in the hometown is also relatively large.
Su Xi shuttled through this bustling street market with a hat, and the spies had been sent out, and now she only needed to find a teahouse and wine shop with a mix of dragons and snakes to sit and listen to those idle news.
It's just that these news sounds a bit absurd, but there is no reason for it.
There is a prince living in Liyang City, which everyone knows, but in fact, no one has ever seen what this prince looks like. I saw that at the other end of the courtyard, there were often doctors coming and going, and then I heard that the prince's body had not been good.
After a long time, whether there is a prince in the courtyard has become a mystery that everyone wants to know. This elusive King Qi Yu is really getting more and more interesting.
Who is King Qi Yu?
The emperor's younger brother, although he was not born to the same mother, but the emperor ascended the throne that year, thanks to the support of Zhao Song and Xiao Rong. Xiao Rong tried his best to suppress the competition of all his brothers and vigorously pushed the emperor to the throne. In view of this friendship, after the emperor ascended the throne, the princes and princes were sent out of the capital to their respective fiefs, and only King Qi You was named a prince and was allowed to stay in the capital to live.
King Qi You also has his own fief, but he has been with the emperor all these years, so he rarely returns to the fief.
Zhao Wuwu slept very unsteadily this night, and his head still hurt a little. When I woke up, Su Xi had already returned, and she was much better, so she came back to check her pulse.
Coughing lightly, Zhao Wuwu glanced at his familiar face, "Are your injuries okay?" β
"It doesn't matter." "Childe is just tired, and his body is too weak, just take a rest." β
"What's going on over there with King Qi You?" Zhao Wuwu lifted the futon and got out of bed.
Su Xi quickly took off his coat and put it on with her, "The people in Liyang City all know that there is a prince who lives in the Xicheng Courtyard, but no one knows what the prince looks like, it can be seen that the prince is indeed living in a simple house, and he has been recuperating from his illness, and he is not lightly ill." β
Zhao Wuwu put on his clothes and glanced at the past, "You-can you go?" β
"It's nothing. "At that time, I was hit for a while, but fortunately, I was very skilled. He looked at Zhao Wuwu and nodded, then rubbed his slightly aching shoulder and said, "Fortunately, I was not seriously injured at the time." β
Su Xi said that that person's martial arts are very weird, not like the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains. You're from Northern Xinjiang, didn't you see the clue at that time? Zhao Wuwu opened his mouth without being salty.
Hearing this, he looked at him, "What do you meanβ"
"I'm not interesting." Zhao Wuwu walked out of the door, the words had already been put down, whether he wanted to say that it was all about himself. She will not be difficult to force others, after all, the words that are forced to be said may not be the truth.
Take a deep breath and keep up.
Xue Yuanjian was already waiting outside, and the Imperial Forest Army escorted Zhao Wuwu towards the Xicheng Courtyard. Along the way, Lu Guoan was extremely cautious, and Dongchang Jinyi was even more vigilant. After all, there was such a big incident last night, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will not be remnants of the remnants of the party following them.
Su Xi is not listed, only Lu Guoan is on the side.
There were already people inside and outside the courtyard, and Zhao Wuwu felt that he was not here to pick up people, but to send sheep into the tiger's mouth. She stood at the door of the courtyard, tugged at the placket of her clothes thoughtfully, and then turned her head to look at Xue Yuanjian beside her, "Did the prefect pass it earlier?" β
"Yes!" Xue Yuanjian bowed his head, "The prince already knows." β
Zhao Wuwu entered the door, looked at the strict guards in this courtyard, and said with a smile, "Lu Qianhu, do you feel a sense of familiarity here?" β
Lu Guoan smiled, of course he knew what Zhao Wuwu meant, and then bowed his head and saluted, "If you go back to Lord Zhao, if you see the plaque outside, you will think that you have returned to the East Factory!" β
After speaking, Zhao Wuwu chuckled, "Even Lu Qianhu said so, it seems that I am not the only one who feels this way." β
Behind him, Xue Yuan's expression was slightly sluggish.
When he arrived at the gate of the main courtyard, Xue Yuanjian stepped forward quickly.
Stopping at the door was King Qi's guard: Hu Qing.
Leng Jian stood sideways in front of him, and Hu Qing's cold eyes swept over everyone in front of him, "The prince is resting inside, and no one is allowed to disturb him." β
"No one is allowed to disturb?" Zhao Wuwu squinted at Xue Yuanjian in front of him.
Xue Yuanjian hurriedly said, "Commander Hu, this is Lord Zhao from the capital, who came to take the prince back to the dynasty by holy decree. Earlier, Xia Guan came to mention it to the prince, and the prince also agreed, this-"
"I don't know if the prince promised me, I just know that the prince is resting at the moment!" Hu Qing's cold and indifferent expression didn't seem to take everyone in his eyes.
Zhao Wuwu was not annoyed, but smiled. The wind blew her a little uncomfortable, she wrapped her shawl and coughed lightly, "The prince is so big, then I'll wait outside, when the prince wakes up, I'll go in again to say goodbye." β
Then she sat down at the railing, and sat there waiting.
Hu Qing was stunned, and Xue Yuanjian was also at a loss.
It seemed that Zhao Wuwu took a step back, but in turn it ended up with them. Zhao Wuwu came by order, but he waited outside the door for the prince to wake up, if it was transmitted back to the capital, it would be a serious crime. To snub the holy decree is to snub the emperor and not take the emperor in his eyes.
The following are guilty of disobedience.
Just as the stalemate was at a standoff, a deep voice could be heard from inside the room, "Who's outside?" β
Xue Yuanjian hurriedly stepped forward and saluted through a door, "Lord Wang, the lower official Xue Yuanjian saw Lord Xieqin coming, please open the door and see." "This is said so clearly, if the inside still refuses to open the door, it will not be able to speak.
Xiao Rong said, "Come in!" β
I can hear that this voice is a little lacking in qi, which shows that it is indeed unwell.
Hu Qing bowed his head to open the door, and Xue Yuanjian led Zhao Wuwu into the door.
The room was a little dim, and Xiao Rong, the king of Qiyou, had already half-sat up and rested on the cushion. He half-closed his eyes, and after Zhao Wuwu came in, he raised his eyelids slightly to look at her.
Zhao Wuwu stepped forward slowly, and the number of courtesies that should be there was naturally no less.
Bi Gong and Bi bowed respectfully, Zhao Wuwu looked at Xiao Rong who looked dying indifferently, "Xiaguan Zhao Wuwu saw the prince and disturbed the prince's rest, is it the lower official." β
Xiao Rong waved his hand and smiled a little helplessly, "It's also to blame this king's body bones, it's really not presentable." I thought I could support myself to return to the capital, but who knew that I was sick halfway, this is not - delaying my return to Beijing, and I have to worry the imperial brother, so I sent Lord Zhao to come, so that the king really didn't want to go. β
"The prince is polite." Zhao Wuwu bowed his head.
"Sit down!" Xiao Rong sighed lightly.
Zhao Wuwu sat down, and then looked at Xiao Rong with a smile, "My father explained that the prince had a recurrence of his old disease, so it was a little tricky. For this reason, Xia Guan specially brought a doctor in the house to accompany him, I wonder if the prince can easily let the doctor of Xia Guan give you a pulse? β
"How can it be?" Hu Qing sneered, "The prince is a noble body, how can he let those doctors diagnose and treat indiscriminately." β
Xiao Rong narrowed his eyes, "Hu Qing, step aside!" β
"Lord Wang?" Hu Qing was stunned.
Zhao Wuwu was still smiling, not annoyed.
Taking a deep breath, Hu Qing saluted and exited the door.
Xiao Rong sighed lightly, "This old disease of this king has been around for a long time, and there has always been a special prescription for diagnosis and treatment, which is quite curative. This king is unwilling to trouble anyone, if it weren't for the kindness of Governor Xue, this king would not let anyone be diagnosed and treated at will. It is the kindness of Lord Zhao, and this king understands it. β
Zhao Wuwu smiled and clenched his fists, "In this way, it is not good for the subordinate to force it again." It's just that the prince's body has improved? Listening to Governor Xue, the prince's decoction this time didn't seem to be very effective. β
"That's no way around it." Xiao Rong was helpless, "As I get older, this body becomes more and more useless." In the early years, it was only a matter of a day or two that this old disease occasionally occurred, but now? Alas - after all, the years are unforgiving! β
That being said, in fact, this King Qi You is not too old. There are more than thirty people, but they still look handsome, and there is the usual cold color of people in the army between their eyebrows. It was probably too weak, so the speed of King Qi You's speech was quite gentle, and he didn't mean to be cold.
Zhao Wuwu lowered his head and smiled, "The prince is in his prime, how can it be said that the years are unforgiving?" I heard my father say that the prince fought on the battlefield back then, and it can be said that he had great achievements. If it weren't for an arrow, thinking that the prince was still leading the troops to fight at this moment, how could he allow that desolation to make trouble and threaten the border! β
"Old!" mentioned his previous exploits, Xiao Rong only laughed, "The heroes don't mention the courage of the year!" Look at this king now, isn't he still lingering on the sickbed, and he is with the decoction all day long? β
"The prince is still the prince." Zhao Wuwu said with a smile, "What does the prince think now?" Can you go back to Beijing with your subordinates? β
"I'm afraid not." Xiao Rong unbuttoned his shirt slightly, and at the position on his chest, he still looked like flesh and blood. It seems that the old disease has indeed recurred.
Thinking of this, Zhao Wuwu could only keep silent and remain silent.
"But since it was the emperor's brother's order, this king naturally wants to return to Beijing. It's better than this, three days! If the king's health can improve within three days, the king will return to Beijing with you. If it doesn't work, I will bother Lord Zhao to go back first, and Emperor Yu Ming will allow this king to wait in Liyang City for more days. Xiao Rong folded his clothes and looked at Zhao Wuwu weakly.
At this time, there seems to be no other way, since it is King Qi You's own idea, of course, Zhao Wuwu has to agree to it.
When Hu Qing came in, he was holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, and it seemed that it was time to take medicine.
Zhao Wuwu got up with his eyes constricted, "The prince is unwell, and he has a good rest." You will have to take care of yourself these days, and after three days, the officials will wait for the good news of the prince. With that, she leaned over.
"Good!" Xiao Rong coughed lightly twice, and reached out to take the decoction in Hu Qing's hand.
Zhao Wuwu didn't say anything, bowed and exited the room. She walked a little slowly, and it looked like she was unwell, so she was extremely weak. When she walked out of the room, Hu Qing also walked out with an empty bowl.
Hu Qing was used to being cold and cold, so he just glanced at Zhao Wuwu, handed the empty bowl to the people below, and then continued to guard the door. That posture of not approaching people makes people uncomfortable.
Lu Guoan frowned and followed Zhao Wuwu, and walked out of the courtyard before saying, "The guards in the prince's mansion are really more handsome than those in our East Factory." Such a gesture, hum, is really the appearance of the emperor's relatives. β
Hearing this, Zhao Wuwu looked at him with a smile, "Lu Qianhu is used to being in Dongchang, and he has never eaten closed-door soup before, but now he suddenly tastes it, and he can't bear it?" Then he looked back at the lintel of the other courtyard with slightly gloomy eyes, "Three days!" β
"Back then, His Royal Highness King Qi You fought in the northern frontier and received poisoned arrows, so far he fell ill. This poison is extremely strange, it cannot be cured or cured, and every time the poison occurs, it will always cause the wound to fester. Over the years, many doctors in and outside the palace have looked at it, but it is always not good. Lu Guoan said, "I didn't expect that this time, I was sick halfway through." β
Zhao Wuwu coughed lightly twice and stood in front of the car for a while, "This poison is so weird, it really makes people curious, what the hell is it." He turned to look back at the silent past.
nodded knowingly, but did not speak.
Xue Yuanjian said, "Since Lord Zhao wants to stay here for three days, don't be an official to make the east, please ask Lord Zhao to talk about it." The officials of Liyang City still want to give Lord Zhao a salute, I don't know what Lord Zhao thinks? β
"Since it is a kind invitation from all of you, how can this official refuse people thousands of miles away." After speaking, Zhao Wuwu coughed lightly, "You can arrange it properly!" It's not easy for this official to come here, I don't know if there is a good place to spend time and rest in this Liyang City? β
"There is a moon-old temple in the east of here, where incense is flourishing. The single men and women who came to our Liyang City inevitably wanted to pay their respects. Xue Yuan said with a smile, "If Lord Zhao is interested, Xia Guan is willing to accompany him." β
Yuelao Temple?
Zhao Wuwu suddenly chuckled, she had never believed this before. Later, she felt that fate was really wonderful, and sure enough, sometimes it must be in life, and suddenly she looked back and found that person was by her side.
"What does Lord Zhao think?" Xue Yuanjian hurriedly asked.
"Then let's go!" Zhao Wuwu thought that she had to attract everyone's attention, so it was also excellent to walk around. Only when she walks far and walks eye-catchingly, Su Xi and Hanyin are easy to move.
Seeing Zhao Wuwu leaving, Hu Qing paused, then quickly turned back to the room, and stared at Qi You Wang Xiaorong, who was lying motionless on the bed, "Lord Wang, they are gone." β
Xiao Rong opened his eyes and let out a long breath, the wound on his chest was still aching.
Seeing this, Hu Qing took out a porcelain bottle in his sleeve and carefully sprinkled the white powder on Xiao Rong's wound. The severe pain made Xiao Rong's face even paler, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
"Lord Wang, the time for this wound to recur is getting tighter and tighter, I'm afraid-" Hu Qing paused.
With a sigh of relief, Xiao Rong leaned weakly, "This king knows it in his heart. β
"Lord Wang, aren't we going back to the capital?" Hu Qing frowned.
Xiao Rong chuckled helplessly, "What are you going to do now?" Zhao Song is now in front of the king, what a glorious favor, is this king going back now to share favor? What kind of power is this Dongchang, and what kind of grace is this Zhao family? β
Hu Qing narrowed his eyes, "But it's not a way after all, the prince's injury is still worsening." β
"If you can't die, it's fine." Xiao Rong tucked up his clothes, and his face was so painful that his face was pale and pale, "Where did they go?" β
"I went to the Yuelao Temple." Hu Qing bowed his head.
Xiao Rong narrowed his slightly cold eyes, "Send someone to keep an eye on it, Zhao Wuwu is not an ordinary person." Zhao Song's son is too smart to let him smell it. β
"Humble duty understands!" Hu Qing turned and left.
But is Zhao Wuwu so easy to deal with? She deliberately walked slowly, just to see if this King Qi You would drink the medicine, and it turned out that he really drank the medicine. Is it really sick? The wound didn't look like it was fresh, it was an old disease.
She had heard her father say that King Qi You's injury was inflicted when he was young, and when the new emperor had just ascended the throne, King Qi You invited himself to fight. Later, King Qi Yu was hit by an arrow, and since then he has fallen to the root of this disease, and even the emperor is guilty of it.
And over the years, King Qi Yu has been alone and has never been married. It is rumored that King Qi Yu was unable to give birth because of the poison in his body, so he simply refused all marriages.
So now, the emperor is unsuspecting of it. It is important to know that a prince without an heir, a man without a woman by his side, poses little threat to the royal family.
"This is the Moon Old Temple." Xue Yuanjian's words quickly pulled Zhao Wuwu's thoughts back.
Zhao Wuwu stood beside the carriage, looked at the Yuelao Temple where the incense was flourishing, and looked at the good men and women who came and went, and couldn't help but become pious.
Wollao Temple......
When Miao Zhu learned that it was a distinguished guest, he immediately greeted him with a smile and led Zhao Wuwu to walk around the old temple in this month. Not to mention, the old temple is really big enough this month, and it takes a lot of effort to walk around.
Zhao Wuwu sat on the high platform, looking condescendingly at the incense below, those good men and women. In this world, whether it is a man or a woman, after all, they always hope to find a couple for a lifetime.
It's a pity that if everyone could get what they wanted, there wouldn't be so many regrets. The peacock flies southeast, the cowherd will weave the girl, and it will not be consummated after all.
Zhao Wuwu thought, then she and Mu Baili, will there be a happy day? Although she didn't dislike him as a eunuch, he was willing to cross that ravine and let go of the prejudices between Dongchang and the Zhao family.
But what separates them is really ......
Incense was burning in the old temple, and Zhao Wuwu made the first wish of his life: I hope that this life will not be negative, and the other side of the year will be the same as Huafa.
Whether he can hear it or not, and no matter what it will look like in the future, at least at this moment, Cardamom is in his prime, and I hope that Lang Jun will look back frequently. It doesn't hurt if she turns against each other in the future, but now she has really been emotional.
Love is a thing that comes when it comes to it, and no one can stop it. Once it is opened, it is like the flood channel, rushing endlessly.
The falcon flew back and landed on Shen Yan's arm. The falcon had a small bamboo tube tied to its ankle, and in it was the news that Mu Baili was waiting for. Shen Yan quickly handed over to Mu Baili, "Master, it's news from Liyang City." β
Mu Baili was standing in front of the window with his hands in his hands, and when he heard the news, he immediately brushed his sleeves.
Shen Yan's hand was empty, and the small bamboo tube had already fallen into the hands of his own Chitose Master.
Then, in the next moment, Mu Baili's face instantly darkened to the extreme!