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"Yes, and this kind of formation is only available to people in the palace." Leng Huaping said with great confidence.

"Is it the emperor?" Yin Xue thought that the only one who had contact with Leng Huaping was the emperor, so she guessed with Leng Huaping.

Leng Huaping shook his head and said: "Impossible, even if the emperor wants to kill me, he will not do it until Lord Qincha comes, and now if I kill me now, the people will be restless." What's more, the emperor didn't have any reason to kill me. ”

"Then what to do, miss. Let's throw this purse away! Yinxue said.

"The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light. We don't know what this man is going to do, so I'm going to keep this purse, and I'm going to see what other clues there are. Leng Huaping instructed Yinxue, "You have to take a good look at who that kid belongs to these days." ”

Yinxue nodded, and then retreated.

Leng Huaping also studied the purse in his hand carefully, and took out the contents of the purse, which was a small note.

When the cold painting screen is opened, there are only a few numbers: the hegemony of the king, the future can be expected!

This is a letter of rebellion! Leng Huaping saw that there was no one around, and quickly threw the note into the fire and burned it all away.

Let's not talk about what it means to borrow the letter from a child's hand to her, the content of the letter alone is enough to prove that this person wants her to die, Leng Huaping put away the purse, although she can identify it as something in the palace, but she doesn't know the specifics, so she can only keep it and go back to the palace first.

Leng Huaping eased his mood, and then went to bed and lay down to sleep.

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"Miss." Yin Xue came over early in the morning and shouted, but she didn't see the figure of the cold painting screen at all.

Leng Huaping, who usually gets up early, has to take her to find her at this time.

"Miss!" Yin Xue didn't respond to another shout, so she walked directly to the cold painting screen bed.

Yin Xue looked at the cold painting screen and was still sleeping, and was about to lift her quilt and said, "Miss, why did you get up so late today!" ”

"Don't touch me!" Who knew that Leng Huaping was awake at all, and looked at Yinxue's hand about to touch the quilt, and hurriedly shouted.

Yin Xue was frightened and looked at the cold painting screen, "Miss, what's wrong?" ”

"Go, go and see if I'm free, let him come over for a while." Leng Huaping's hoarse voice commanded Yinxue, and said weakly, "I may ...... May be infected with ...... The plague is over. ”

"What! Miss, don't worry, I'm ...... I'm going to call Dr. Jin! Yinxue hurriedly called Jin Wuzai over, not caring if Jin Wuzai was busy or not.

Now that I heard the news, it came faster than Yinxue.

"You're here!" The cold painting screen said lightly, looking at Jin Wuzai and smiling gently.

"Don't talk!" Jin Wuzai's eyes were bloodshot, and he anxiously checked his pulse, "How careless were you, didn't you let you not come to the camp where you were infected with the plague?" ”

"I didn't go, I'm obedient." The cold painting screen turned red and said to Jin Wuzai.

When he looked at the cold painting screen and was hot, he couldn't bear to scold anymore in a daze and well-behaved, so he directly took out the silver needle and plunged it without saying a word.

When he took it out to see, he told Leng Huaping weakly: "It's the plague, you are infected with the plague." ”

"What! Miss, how can this be! Yinxue shouted in frustration.

But Leng Huaping still looked at Jin Wuzai with a smile at this time, "Take good care of everyone." ”

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