Typhoid fever is very similar to wind chill, but it can be fatal when severe. But the person they wanted to kill seemed to be quite skilled in medicine, and in order to be sure, they had to put drowsiness medicine in the cup again, and then feed him through Yun Yanzheng's hand.

They knew that he would let down a little guard against Yun Yanzheng.

The black shadow listened to the sound of falling asleep in the room, and the pair of eyes exposed outside the black scarf smiled coldly, and leaned over and jumped into the house like a tanuki. He slowly approached the side of the bed step by step, firmly and steadily, looked at the face of the young man on the bed through the gauze tent, and after confirming his appearance, he held his breath for a moment, and a blue blue short knife fell out of his right hand, and with a light wave in the air, the gauze tent fell. In the night, the blue light flashed, and a dazzling blade pierced Gu Xi's heart.

As the tip of the knife fell, the sinister smile in the eyes of the man in black froze, and the muscles on his face stiffened for a moment. A warm hand gripped his knife-wielding wrist, but it pinched his lifeblood like a ghost hand from hell, as if it would cut off his breath in a single breath. Such a setback came too quickly, too suddenly, and after a moment of fear, a cold sweat involuntarily rose up on his back.

The boy on the bed slowly opened his eyes, as if he had just woken up, and it seemed that what he saw was not an assassin who had come to kill him, but someone he knew no longer well. He smiled slightly, smiling so naturally and amiably that people couldn't help but be stunned, and he said softly, "We finally met." With a flick of his left hand, he quickly and incoherently restrained the black-clad man's acupoint, and when his other hand was released, the assassin fell to the ground with a bang.

As soon as the sound started, a slender figure swept in from the window from a distance, bowed down and stood beside the bed, and said in a low voice: "Ziyi see Childe." ”

"Who is the person in charge of the palace?" Gu Xi got up and sat on the couch leisurely, the night in the bamboo house was like a thousand lanterns in the bright hall, and the demeanor on it was clear.

"The queen mother found out that this was a plan, and she wanted to fall into the well, and Concubine Yan Shu was the person we were trying to win over, and she had already paid attention to the affairs in the palace. Concubine Le Xian should have discovered the purpose of some people, but she was framed, Huang Guifei has been worshipping the Buddha behind closed doors, we only followed the vine and caught Xue Guiren, but she is obviously just a substitute ghost. Ziyi's voice was clear and pleasant, and things were not as smooth as imagined, but he was not discouraged.

Gu Yi nodded, his eyes were as clear as ice, and he said softly: "Continue to investigate." Yun Yanjin fell into the water, who did it? ”

In the black paint, Ziyi was dressed in a night robe, his figure was tall, and he replied: "Song Yi, the third son of the servant of the ministry, they are King Jing's people. ”

"Officials, sure enough." Gu Xi's fingers on the blanket slowly nodded, and the spy vein in Yun Yanzheng's hand flashed in his mind, and a touch of deep thought flashed in his eyes at the same time.

"Is there any trace of Yan Rongzhen? Has he joined forces with King Jing? Gu Xi frowned slightly, sorted out the other party's layout, and faintly noticed that the other party understood him. For example, his medical skills, his feelings for Yun Yanzheng, the confusion layout of poisoning him four times in a row, and also calculated Yun Yanzheng in it. It's just that the other party still underestimates his meticulousness and caution, it's just that his feelings for Yun Yanzheng are extremely secretive, and not many people know about it, and all he can think of is the sworn enemy who pays close attention to everything about him - Yan Rongzhen.

"There is still no trace of Yan Rongzhen." Ziyi exhaled lightly, he knew that the other party and his own son were in an endless situation, but the other party's concealment skills were also excellent, and his spy sentry was all over the four countries and still couldn't know Yan Rongzhi's figure. It was this person who caused their son-in-law's body to be damaged, and he recuperated for two years.

If it weren't for the tenacity of the son's heart, which is very comparable to people, smart and wise, and excellent medical skills, I am afraid that such pain will no longer be able to lose its former style, and it will also wear out people's hearts and frustrate people's arrogance.

Naturally, it was a lose-lose situation back then, and their son-in-law didn't make each other feel better, Yan Rongzhi was lucky not to die back then, and now he doesn't dare to show his whereabouts, which shows that the childe's methods at that time were thunderous. Now, if he didn't know that the other party was very likely to take revenge on Yun Yanzheng, the eldest princess of the Ul Kingdom, the prince would not have to personally set foot on the inch of the Ul Kingdom and come to Gyeonggi Yuecheng, with his body as bait, with his body to protect her, coupled with careful calculations and layers of layouts to protect the eldest princess of Fengwu, she is thoughtful inside and out.

In the past, if it weren't for the life and death protection of the eldest princess of Wei Kingdom, Gongzi was afraid that he would be unable to escape, and now he doesn't know what kind of situation he is in. The love entanglement between these two people is also like this ten-mile spring breeze, colorful and overlapping, which makes people can't guess, can't see, and can't tell the difference.

"Whose stake is the clear water?" Gu Xi's voice was still clear, not impatient, elegant and indifferent.

Layers of chess games are distributed in Weiguo and Yuecheng, who is the chess player and who is the chess piece in the end? Who wins or loses, who lives and who dies, who will kill the deer?

The night wind pierced through the jungle, making a loud noise of fallen leaves on the ground, all the way through the windows, and half of the tattered gauze tent was flying. And Gu Xi's eyes sat in it with a secret glow, the snow-white single clothes flew slightly, like a weeping poplar and green willow, light and soft, black eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like a lake, and a faint smile containing a touch of peach blossom-like beauty, it looked so noble and ethereal in the night, and the fairy spirit was insignificant, not like a person in the world.

"Che Shui is King Yi's person on the surface, but Mr. Qingwu, the person in charge of the 'Daixiang Pavilion', has a suspicious identity, and seems to be Yan Rongzhi's subordinate, but she has not been seen to have contact with King Jing's people." Ziyi dutifully presented the spy reports collected in recent days.

"Yan Rong's man?" Gu Xi repeatedly mentioned this person's name, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, as if there was no trace of hatred, but he was extremely intimate and muttered: "When you come to King Heng's Mansion, are you here to rob me of people?" A faint coldness came out of his eyes, and in an instant, it melted into spring water: "Since he wants to install a stake next to Yun Yanjin, Yuecheng will not have only such a stump." Let's go and find out all the other stakes for me, and monitor them all, if there is anyone who endangers Yun Yanzheng's life, I will allow you to cut it first and then kill it. Also, the background of Che Shui and Mr. Qingwu was revealed to King Jing and King Yi's subordinates, so that they could bite each other and make trouble together. ”

"Yes!" Childe, aren't you afraid that she will become your weakness? Ziyi's lips moved slightly, and she wanted to stop talking, or do you want her to be your caged bird? His slightly furrowed eyebrows had been loosened again, and he finally chose to remain silent.

Gu Xi didn't seem to pay attention to his expression, his gaze swept over the black-clothed man on the ground, and ordered, "Take it down, and use the magic to let him lead you to the stronghold." This time, please enter the urn and scare the snakes, Yan Rongzhi's subordinates will definitely let King Jing transfer his hiding place, as long as you monitor, you can't alarm them. Also, this man in black can't let him appear in Yuecheng anymore, and tomorrow there will be secret news that I am in danger of being assassinated. ”

"Yes, my subordinates understand." Ziyi's right hand subconsciously clenched his fist, and Childe set up a game by risking himself, so what is it a plan to kill two birds with one stone? Knowing that this was Childe laying out the net, a trace of expectation faintly rose in his heart.

After Gu Xi finished his instructions, his face returned to calm, and he waved his hand lightly: "You go." ”

After Ziyi saluted, he picked up the black-clothed man on the ground as if he had nothing, pushed open the door, and a puff of green smoke disappeared into the dark forest. There were four shadows outside King Heng's mansion that attracted him away from the attention of others, and Ziyi jumped out of the wall with the man in black, and gradually moved away until he hid his whereabouts again.

A tea shop in Yuecheng Market has long been closed, and it is already dark inside. It's just that in the secret room under the inner courtyard separated by a wall, there are a few people sitting in clusters.

There were elegant middle-aged scribes; There are introverted youth; There are mysterious men in black, and there are also fierce generals. An old man hurriedly led a man wearing a dark cloak into the inner chamber. Everyone saw that the person who came was lean, and when he entered the room, he withdrew his cloak and revealed a young and handsome face.

The young man bowed slightly to the crowd, and said in a tone that did not fluctuate: "Mr. Qingwu said that you should not rashly attack that person without consulting her. Now, I am afraid that it will not be safe here in a moment, so please move to another place as soon as possible. ”

"A mere weak scholar, with such layers of strategy, he will not be able to live in peace." The military general was very disdainful of the young man's persuasion. Just to deal with a person, he used five methods and five poisons to confuse the other party's sight, and finally hung the gauze tent of the typhoid dead on his bed, so unguardable that even the imperial doctor they bought was diagnosed. In the end, in order to get up quickly, for fear that he would get in the way, he sent the most elite secret guards to assassinate him, and under such several guarantees, would he still not be able to take a life? And he did not believe.

"Mr. Qingwu said that you underestimated his strength too much. If it weren't for the interests of each other, Mr. Qingwu wouldn't have to risk the possibility of being exposed to send me to deliver the letter, so for the sake of safety, please leave quickly. Mr. Qingwu has arranged for the manning to meet you, if you are still so stubborn and stubborn, then our joint efforts will come to an end, and we will not provide you with any assistance. The young man, after he had finished his words with a blank expression, looked at them contemptuously, and did not want to persuade them any more.

"Let's go!" The scribe immediately proposed, glancing at the red-faced general, stopping his rebuttal.

The crowd glanced at each other, and they all followed the scribe in tacit understanding. The scribe waved at the young man and saluted, "And Mr. Lao Qingwu has bothered." ”

The boy snorted muffled in his nose and turned to leave. It seems to look down on their self-assertions, blaming them for bad things and messing up their husband's layout.