Pei Yuanhao didn't speak immediately, just was silent for a while, then took out a small jade bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Yang Yunhui: "Put this medicine on the black market." ”

"It's—"

Yang Yunhui took the medicine bottle, opened it with some confusion and glanced at it, and immediately his face changed slightly: "The antidote to Luoyansha?" ”

When I heard this, my heart suddenly palpitated.

Falling Goose Sand!

If I am not mistaken, it is the secret poison of the palace, colorless and tasteless, it can kill people invisibly, and the formula of the antidote is very complicated, and it is almost never passed on, so people who fall into this poison are almost certain to die!

Yang Yunhui's eyes sank for a moment, and he suddenly understood: "Third brother, you let people-"

The words were not finished, but the cold smile on the corner of Pei Yuanhao's mouth had already confirmed it.

His guard's knife is also poisonous!

As an assassin, it is not surprising to feed poison on the knife, but as the prince of the Heavenly Family, he actually let the guards use poison!

I only felt a chill in my heart, and I don't know if it was my delusion, and at this moment, my shoulder, which was originally a little numb, began to ache faintly.

I gently stretched out my hand and stroked it, Pei Yuanhao glanced at me, didn't say anything, and continued to say to Yang Yunhui: "The guards reported that when they tracked the assassin to the west of the city, they killed one person and injured three people, and at least three people on the other side were poisoned. ”

"Third brother, do you want to take this opportunity to force the main messenger behind the curtain to appear?"

"It's not that easy," the carriage continued to staggering forward, and the people were also swaying in the carriage, making Pei Yuanhao have a strange bewitching feeling when he spoke, and he smiled coldly: "However, he'd better show up soon-"

He didn't finish what was going on, but everyone knew it.

Such a person is enough to set off a bloody storm in Yangzhou.

"Got it, I'll do it."

After Yang Yunhui finished speaking, he lifted the curtain and jumped out, the carriage had not stopped, and his figure had already swished and disappeared.

What a quick skill!

I was stunned by this scene, and it took a while before I slowly turned around, and as soon as I turned around, I met Pei Yuanhao's cold gaze and stared at me.

"You, don't want to do things for me?"

“……”

"Last night, you didn't care about the danger, why didn't you want to today?"

“……”

"Speak!"

Seeing that I had not answered, his voice was tinged with a hint of anger, and he leaned over and pinched my chin with one hand, forcing me to look up at him.

I really don't want to.

Last night's shot, maybe it was a hot head, but if I had to start all over again, I would still choose to shoot, because I couldn't die without help, that was the bottom limit of doing things for people, but that was not the case just now, not to mention-

Yang Yunhui simply wanted to use this incident to harm me, although I am sometimes pedantic, but I am not stupid.

But these words can't be said in front of him, I thought about it, and said softly: "Your Highness, slaves and maids are also afraid of death." The Assassin had already seen the slave maid last night, and if the slave went in again—"

"So," he interrupted me, "if there is no danger, but I just want you to do something for me, are you willing?" ”

“……”

"Say!"

He got closer and closer, almost against my face, and his hot breath beat against my face, causing me to winkle.

But his hand was still tightly gripping my chin, and he didn't relax in the slightest.