"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Ji Ruoli leaned on the table, her slender hand pinching her stuffy chest, and coughing weakly.

No matter how painful it is, the noble majesty emanating from his bones has not diminished in the slightest.

The white clothes are out of the dust, the incomparably wide robe sleeves fall to the ground layer upon layer, and the exquisite face is holy and flawless, like a god from the ninefold world.

After Chu Ling was gone, all his disguises were instantly removed, he was drenched in cold sweat, his face was as white as paper, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a white line.

The headache almost exploded, and the intense pain made his thick sword eyebrows twist together uncomfortably.

He snorted, and then suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood that was very dazzling in the darkness......

The cup slipped feebly from his hand and shattered on the ground.

The sound was heard by Mu Ling outside the door, and he didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly rushed in.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

Mu Ling hurriedly ran up and tried to support him, but was stared at by his cold gaze and withdrew his hand, but he still couldn't help but worry.

"Get out." Ji Ruoli's deep eyes were awe-inspiring and cold, and they were very deep, like an endless abyss.

He was actually made thin by a man!

Thinking of this, his gaze at Mu Ling became a little murderous.

Mu Ling was terrified by what he looked at, and he stiffened: "Your Highness, have you absorbed Xingchen Blue?" ”

"Nope."

"How so?!"

Mu Ling was taken aback.

"There's a guy who broke into the Prince's Mansion, didn't you notice?"

Mu Ling shook his head.

He really hadn't found anything.

But he was shocked to hear the news.

Prince's Mansion, who dares to break in?

It's just daring!

"Go look it up." His voice was indifferent, but distinctly angry!

He's really angry this time!

Mu Ling yelled badly.

It's been a long time since Your Highness has been so angry.

Someone must be very unlucky......

Of course, he must be one of the unlucky ones......

"Your Highness, do you want to go down and call a servant girl over?"

Ji Ruoli's handsome face darkened suddenly: "No need." ”

Ask while knowing the answer.

Mu Ling saluted: "Then the subordinate will go and call the imperial doctor first." ”

After he finds the Imperial Doctor, it would be better to find out the bastard who broke into the Prince's Mansion as soon as possible.

"Wait." Ji Ruoli stopped him.

Mu Ling turned back stiffly: "Your Highness, do you still have orders?" ”

"There's no need to call the imperial doctor, call Chu Lingshu." Ji Ruoli's tone still didn't change.

"Your Highness, Chu Lingshu is still in the dungeon......"

Ji Ruoli raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows: "Fish her out." ”

Mu Ling's eyes flickered with a dark light.

Chu Lingshu......

That woman, it's time to solve it.

Not now, though.

"Yes."

……

Chu Lingshu came to the Forbidden Abyss Pavilion in an instant, put Chu Jia'an on the ground, and pretended to be seriously injured.

She took out the brown pill, raised her hand and sniffed it, then hooked her lips.

Oh, the elixir?

Not so much.

She then shoved the brown pill into Chu Jiaan's mouth.

Chu Jia'an took the Soul Nourishing Pill, and it would take at least a day and a night to wake up.

She then hurried to the cell where she was being held, grabbed a chain around her wrist, and pretended to be trapped.

The two guards she killed have become her puppets, and as long as she has any thoughts, they will do it, without thoughts, so they are not afraid of them betraying her at all.

As she expected, someone soon came.

Chu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she came back early, otherwise it would have been miserable.

When the time comes, when Ji Ruoli knows, the man who molested him is her......

Chu Lingshu shuddered.

She's dead!