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Unexpectedly, this question stopped Lang Zhong, and he looked worried: "Actually, His Highness has rarely summoned me recently, and I haven't asked His Highness for several months." ”

In normal times, Lang Zhong may not be so obedient, but he just saw with his own eyes that "Wei Ziying" was pointed at by the red waist with a knife, so he didn't say much at this time. It is said that this demon girl and evil sect around the Nine Kings looks like this......

The red waist said expressionlessly: "Then you can take a good look at the Third Highness now, and see if there is anything wrong with his body these days." ”

When Lang Zhong heard this, he stepped forward nervously, but saw Ji Wushuang looking at him with a smile.

"Hong'er, don't you want to make your own decisions behind the back of the Nine Kings?"

Ji Wushuang's tone carried a touch of coldness that was not easy to detect.

The red waist stepped forward and directly picked up the handle of the knife and returned the scabbard, which surprised Lang Zhong again. And the red waist has raised his chin to Lang Zhong again: "Hurry up, please pulse!" ”

Lang Zhong complained bitterly, and hurriedly leaned forward, wanting to take Ji Wushuang's hand on the side of the wheelchair.

was coldly waved away by Ji Wushuang, and even looked at him gloomily.

Lang Zhong's outstretched hand stepped forward in mid-air, neither let go nor put it down, he waited for Ji Wushuang to speak.

The red waist turned his lips and asked: "His Royal Highness the Third Prince is suffering from a leg disease, what does it mean not to ask for a pulse?" ”

In order to stabilize the morale of the army before, the Nine Kings didn't want people to know about the existence of the fake Wei Ziying, but now that the red waist didn't want to, she felt that even if these people in the Wei Kingdom knew that their Royal Highness the prince was impersonated, it would be better than Ji Wushuang doing something disgusting with this skin.

Ji Wushuang and Red Waist looked at each other coldly for a long time, Lang Zhongpestle watched in the middle, he was stunned, he wanted to say something, Red Waist had already said coldly: "Or I will invite His Royal Highness the Nine Kings over and let His Highness also take a look?" ”

Now that the army's heart has long been dissipated because of the poisonous miasma, it is the same with or without him, the "three princes", and the red waist does not believe that the Nine Kings will have the same attitude as before.

Ji Wushuang sneered at this time: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, don't regret the diagnosis of anything bad." ”

Ji Wushuang's "threat" Red Waist didn't believe a word, and she immediately gave Lang Zhong a look.

Lang Zhong was stupid, stepped forward and grabbed Ji Wushuang's hand, but found that it was like dragging an ice cube.

Ji Wushuang glanced at him coldly at this time,

That Lang Zhong was like a man on his back, and he also felt a pair of eyes on his back when he asked for a pulse, but when he was certain, the disordered pulse of his hands did not scare him to death.

"Third Highness, this, this, this?" Lang Zhong was incoherent, "How could this pulse be like this?" ”

Red Waist was not surprised at all, and said quietly: "Tell me clearly." ”

Lang Zhong looked up and saw Ji Wushuang's cold expression, and couldn't help but take a few steps back: "Your Highness's vein...... It's chaotic like a bull, it's not like a normal person at all......"

The red waist was still saying: "Yes, Your Highness is a seriously ill body, of course, the pulse is different from that of a normal person." ”

When Lang Zhong heard this, he turned his head and looked at the red waist blankly, and said, "No, this is not the case, this is the ......"

Lang Zhong closed his mouth, and suddenly looked at Ji Wushuang, wanting to leave but not daring to go.

Ji Wushuang also stared at him: "What, what do you see?" ”

Lang Zhong looked dead, and when he saw something, he naturally saw that this body could not belong to their third prince Wei Ziying......

Lang Zhong's legs and stomach are weak.

"Did you poison His Royal Highness the Third Prince?" Lang Zhong looked at the red waist with dazed eyes.

Redwaist finally sensed that something was wrong, looked at him and said, "What are you talking about?" ”

Lang Zhong's mouth was bitter: "This is a strong poison that shines on the palace, which makes people's legs and feet inconvenient and physically and mentally traumatized, so this is the ...... of His Royal Highness the Third Prince The reason why he was pinched by the Nine Kings? ”

The red waist's face was really bad, and she also saw the sarcastic look on Ji Wushuang's face.

Don't regret diagnosing something bad.

A trace of anger rose in the red waist's heart, she clenched her hands, and simply broke the jar: "Then since the third prince is really not good, it is better for me to report to the prince and send someone to take care of it, so that the prince can recuperate in the tent with peace of mind, and in addition, there is no need to worry about trivial affairs." ”

Ji Wushuang laughed even more sarcastically, Lang Zhong looked at the red waist with a pale face, and the red waist also looked at him: "Unless you make a mistake, or I will call the prince, and you will see him again in front of him?" ”

As if Lang Zhong finally understood something, he immediately opened his mouth: "It's not a diagnosis, with the current body of His Royal Highness, it's indeed better to retreat and recuperate!" ”

Seeing Tie Qing's face and the deep panic, Red Waist knew that Lang Zhong had automatically attributed all this gloom to the Nine Kings, even if he saw that Wei Ziying was no longer Wei Ziying, he would only feel that what would happen in front of him was done by the Nine Kings.

Red Waist knew the status of the Nine Kings in the hearts of these people, and she simply smiled: "Starting today, I will send a bowl of tranquilizer to the Third Highness every night, so that His Highness will not be able to sleep at night." ”

Lang Zhong nodded like garlic, wishing to turn around and leave the tent immediately, and he did get his wish.

Ji Wushuang looked at the red waist: "He will soon spread in the army, I, the only remaining prince of Wei in the royal family, was framed, and the mastermind behind the scenes is you and the Nine Kings." ”

The red waist pinched her palms for a long time to suppress her anger, since she knew that she couldn't let Ji Wushuang succeed, she didn't give him a chance anymore.

"If he really has the guts to spread the word, it will only make the Wei army perish faster."

Ji Wushuang said: "The military heart is already disordered, maybe without this group of burdens, you and the Nine Kings will be able to be freed." ”

Red Waist didn't know what relief was, she couldn't bear to stay with Ji Wushuang and lifted the tent curtain and went out.

……

It seemed to frighten Lang Zhong's red waist, but she was restless all day, she stood up and looked again, a little wondering if the soldier who left had left.

She didn't know anything, and she wasn't sure of anything.

She sat in the tent all afternoon, rubbing her hands and pinching her palms, and pinching her own tiger's mouth.

"Redwaist, come out."

The sound stunned Redback, and she quickly jumped to her feet and reached out to open the curtain.

The Nine Kings, dressed in moonlight, looked at the red waist at the door, because the white pierced his eyes like a ghost. It's like an ominous appearance that fell that day.

The red waist looked at the person in front of him in a daze: "Lord Wang......"

The gaze of the "Nine Kings" looked a little strange, and a very cold and hard voice came out of his mouth: "No need to call, the prince is waiting for you over there." ”

The red waist was taken off guard by this voice, and only then did he realize that the "Nine Kings" in front of him looked like another person except for one face, and the rest of his body, including this voice, was completely a coachman.

She hadn't recovered from the fact that the white-faced coachman was pretending to be the Nine Kings, and the white-faced coachman had already said coldly again: "I said that the prince is waiting for you at the intersection." ”

There is only one junction in the barracks, which is the maze closed by a poisonous miasma.

Redwaist was stunned and looked at the place in disbelief. But it's not just darkness that buries in the night. The red waist takes root under its feet and can't walk at all.

She had no choice but to turn around and ask the coachman, "Why are you pretending to be the prince?" ”

The white-faced coachman was cold, "Just ask the prince." ”

It seemed that the white-faced coachman's dress was not improvised, and then a familiar and cold voice finally came from the darkness: "Red waist, come here." ”

It's the Nine Kings.

Goosebumps appeared on the red waist, and he stubbornly went over to the place where the voice came from, and got closer and closer, and saw the nine kings.

The Nine Kings were draped in a black fur coat, which integrated him into the surroundings, so if it weren't for the red waist standing in front of him, he wouldn't have been spotted at all.

He was still wearing his eye-piercing white clothes. So much so that the red waist froze.

Until a familiar smile appeared on Jiuwang's face: "The coachman will stay in the barracks for three days instead of me, and you go out with me." ”

When he heard the words of the Nine Kings, the red waist was shocked beyond measure, and went out? Get out of this miasma? She didn't doubt that the Nine Kings would be able to walk out unharmed, she was thinking that since the Nine Kings could go, why didn't they leave before, but now they suddenly want to go?

The Nine Kings spread out their palms, and there was a note lying on it, "It was found from the stomach of the dead Jin army, and the King of Jin asked me to meet him." ”

The red waist was creepy, and the King of Jin asked the Nine Kings to meet in this way, and she was even more cold when she thought of the Jin army who was poisoned to death by the poisonous miasma.

Nine Kings said: "Don't delay, go." ”

The Nine Kings stretched out their hands, grabbed the wrist of the red waist and walked forward, the red waist staggered, and was forced to crash into the shoulder of the nine kings, and the nine kings did not have the slightest pity for the jade, but only brutally pulled the red waist and quickly followed him.

Soon I saw the edge of the lost river, and there was an exit through it, but no one dared to go.

The red waist still couldn't help but ask: "Lord Wang, won't we really be poisoned if we wear it out like this?" ”

Is there really nothing at all?

The Nine Kings looked at her with a smile: "Didn't you already know?" ”

The soldier who went out in the morning had already become a pawn crossing the river, and had tested the effect of the blood of the Red Luo Ji woman.

The red waist's face turned a little pale: "What are you going to do, prince?" ”

The Nine Kings squeezed her hand, put it in the palm of her hand a little gently, and then said, "I can't guarantee that it's okay, but with you will have a chance." ”

There was a sharp pain in the red waist's hand, and he looked at his broken palm in disbelief, and the gurgling red blood made people feel dazzling.

The Nine Kings lowered their heads, and their lips pressed against the palm of the red waist.

Jiuwang licked softly a few times, and only after making sure that the wound on the red waist was dry, did he raise his head and naturally pull out a handkerchief to help the red waist wrap his palm.

The Nine Kings smiled again: "Let's go." ”

Red Waist had never encountered such a disheartened moment in her life, and the Nine Kings simply held her injured hand and led the puppet-like Red Waist directly out of the border of the lost river.

The two shuttled in the fog, and the red-waisted face was sore from the cold in the fog, but what hurt more was from the heart.

The Nine Kings also seemed to have eyes in the fog, naturally because he had already memorized this piece by heart. The red hand that he pinched in the palm of his hand was as cold as an ice cube, as if it would never be hot.

As he walked, a cold arrow came from the fog, and the Nine Kings moved their eyes and pushed the red waist, and the arrow penetrated one of his sleeves.

More cold arrows shot directly from all directions, and the enemy was in the dark and I was in the light, and I couldn't dodge it at all. And Red Waist also woke up like a dream, and she rolled on the spot, dodging one of the arrows.

Her body's reflexes had long been trained faster than her brain, and she went to look at the Nine Kings again, and found that the Nine Kings had fallen to one knee with one hand over their bleeding shoulder.

A cold arrow finally succeeded in hitting the target, piercing the shoulder blades of the Nine Kings.

The black coat of the Nine Kings was soaked in blood, staining the white clothes inside.

The red waist looked straight and said in the distance: "Lord Wang? ”

The Nine Kings looked at her, a sneer on the corner of their mouth. If it is naturally fine in normal times, but now that the blood stains the white cheeks, the nine kings a few steps away are like sleepy beasts.