Song Qian couldn't help but chuckle in his heart when he looked at the unfamiliar face, because after listening to Ji Changye's words, he didn't ask any more and turned around and left here, and stopped the ingots who came curiously, and took him to the back garden.

"Mother, who is that person?" Although Song Qian left quickly with Yuanbao, Yuanbao still saw the assassin lying on the ground and out of breath.

"It's nothing, it should be a friend of the prince, just treat this matter as if you didn't see it, don't mention it again, you know?" Song Qian patted Yuanbao's head and instructed that he was mainly afraid that this matter would be implicated in them.

Yuan Bao nodded obediently, looking at Song Qian's face full of sorrow and worry, he opened his mouth to change the topic and said, "Mother, look at the martial arts that Yuan Bao has recently learned from Uncle Gu Yuan and Uncle Fei Gu." As he spoke, he showed it to Song Qian.

And Song Qian smiled and praised him, as if he didn't care about this matter anymore.

At the same time, in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of nowhere.

He Yujin didn't know why he had to look at the corpse on the ground, and asked Ji Changye, "Brother Ji, what are you doing when you bring this assassin who has already swallowed his breath back?" The prisoner of this country will be guilty of a crime if he is tried to die, and besides, it is not a small crime that he has committed, so you will not cause trouble for yourself by bringing him back like this? What should I do if someone is looking for something?"

When the time comes, it was Ji Changye himself who made the assassin breathe, and then he was accused of deliberately concealing the truth, even if he had hundreds of them, he couldn't explain it clearly.

"Don't worry, I'm measured in this matter, so I naturally know this." Ji Changye comforted and said to Yu Jin, and also squatted down to break open the corpse's mouth, and then poured the contents of the porcelain bottle into his mouth.

This move made He Yujin and Changfeng Erzhang puzzled.

They didn't understand that Ji Changye would do this, was it because they were afraid that this assassin would die cleanly? At this moment, an idea suddenly popped up in Yu Jin's head, could it be that this assassin really died at the hands of Ji Changye, and in order not to expose it, he would bring the body back to avoid being discovered.

Just as He Yujin wanted to ask clearly, the corpse suddenly moved, and then the assassin raised his head for a moment, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of black blood, and then his pale face gradually returned to blood.

Ji Changye got up indifferently, and said to the stunned He Yujin and Changfeng, "What do you want? Quickly carry the person to the wing, and then invite the Gongzu Divine Doctor to come, remember not to be discovered, and be careful with everything." Then he and Changfeng carried the people to the wing room, and He Yujin was responsible for calling Gongzu Teng.

Half an hour later, Gongzu Teng got up and went to the outer room after taking the pulse of the assassin. said to Ji Changye, "Don't worry, the antidote was taken in time, so it didn't hurt the organs, and it was just a few days of cultivation. I don't know why he took such a strong poison, what if something goes wrong?"

As he spoke, he sat down and wrote down a prescription for self-cultivation and handed it to Ji Changye, and instructed him how to take the decoction, and left after doing all this, because he could see that this person's identity was not simple, so he pretended not to have encountered this matter.

After grabbing the medicine and watching them boil in the kitchen, Changfeng returned to the room, watched the assassin wake up leisurely, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Lord Wang, what is going on?" Why did he save this assassin, he had to assassinate him on the day of his wedding?" What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of this Ji Changye?

"Lord Wang." The assassin tried to get up, but was stopped by Ji Changye and lay down again to rest.

After settling him, Ji Changye got up and went to the outer room, and said to Changfeng, "This matter is a long story, and now I can only tell you that the assassin on the wedding day has nothing to do with anyone else, everything is done by me alone. This assassin took medicine and faked his death in the Guozi Prison, also to hide people's eyes, otherwise when the time comes, the prince and them will seize the opportunity, and my plan will be ruined."

Hearing this, Changfeng came to his senses, although he didn't understand the purpose of what Ji Changye was doing, but they were relieved to know that they were not passive in this matter, but to take the overall situation in their hands.

"This matter is subordinate to tell the prince of Jin, lest the prince of Jin be scared, and no matter how kind he is, he will do the wrong thing, and in order to protect the prince, you will hurt that person." As he spoke, Changfeng turned around to look for them, who was watching them in the kitchen

Decoction of the herb and Yu Jin.

Ji Changye stopped him at this time and said, "Don't let Ah Jin know about this matter for the time being, after all, only if our own people believe that person is an assassin, others will really believe it, otherwise it will be exposed sooner or later."

Changfeng stopped, feeling that what Ji Changyepi said was very reasonable, so he turned around and returned to his original position as ordered.

At this time, Ji Changye was a little worried about letting He Yujin watch the decoction in the kitchen, so he asked Changfeng to watch it, and he stayed to watch the assassin, lest something go wrong with his body.

And when Changfeng came to the kitchen, he found that Song Qian was actually here, and asked the others to retreat and decoct the medicine himself.

"Princess, this is unacceptable. These are the things that a slave should do, how can you do such a menial job." The maid was very frightened and at a loss, wanting to take the spoon in Song Qian's hand but couldn't do it.

Song Qian shook his head at this time and said, "It's okay, I can do this kind of trivial thing, you still have something to do, just go quickly." She didn't know who this medicine was going to be fought, and she thought it was for Ji Changye, so she thought about taking it. Look at the book

The maid was still embarrassed, and Changfeng walked in and said to her, "Go down first, won't you listen to the princess?"

Now the maid could only obey the order to retreat.

"Changfeng, why are you here?" Song Qian asked curiously, but he didn't forget to care about the medicine stove under his hand.

"Princess......

"Changfeng, don't call me that, it sounds weird and awkward. It's better to call me Song Niangzi, it's not that weird." Song Qian didn't wait for Changfeng to finish speaking, and then interrupted him.

Although she has become the princess and mistress of the regent palace, she still makes Song Qian dare not easily recognize her identity, which makes her unable to sleep well for a few days in fear, and it seems that she is still uncomfortable.

Changfeng hesitated, he called the princess directly, but he was guilty of the following crimes, if he let the prince know, it would not be good. Besides, I can't say it, after all, Song Qian became the regent princess, but it is a sure thing, no matter how you do, you can't change it.

But since Song Qianxin said that he was not easy to disobey, he could only say, "Song Niangzi, why are you here? Where is the King of Jin? The subordinates also saw that the King of Jin was here." Where did that Yujin go if he wasn't here? As he spoke, Changfeng looked around.

Song Qian didn't care, and replied calmly, "Ah Jin, he's gone to get firewood." When she came in just now, she looked at He Yujin sitting here angrily, and she was still muttering that she didn't understand Ji Changye and the like, she didn't ask much, she took the spoon in the maid's hand, and Yujin took the initiative to talk about going out to get firewood, and by the way, Song Qian didn't stop him.

Changfeng nodded, and when he was about to go out to look for it, He Yujin walked in with a bundle of firewood, followed by a stammering subordinate.

"Lord Jin, what are you doing here? Just do the little ones." He just didn't pay attention, just watched He Yujin holding firewood, covered with ashes, and even the brocade on his body was broken, if he was watched by others, wouldn't he be unable to eat and walk around.

Changfeng gasped, thinking about what happened to everyone today.

"Alright, it's not like this king can't do these things. If you have time, go and clean up the firewood room, it's damp." After He Yujin put down the firewood, he looked at his subordinates helplessly and said.

At this time, the subordinates also found Song Qian and Changfeng who were here, and after saluting, they hurriedly went to do what he and Yu Jin ordered.

He Yujin sighed helplessly, and then said to Song Qian, "Song Niangzi, the firewood has been moved back, this medicine should be almost boiled, right?" He couldn't understand why Ji Changye wanted to save an assassin now, that person might be Ji Qirui or sent by Ji Changhe, wouldn't it be a hidden danger if he stayed by his side?

It's just that he hasn't been in the court to deal with serious matters for a few years, and he won't be confused to this extent, and he can't even tell the difference, right?

Song Qian looked at him, although he didn't understand what was going on, he thought that He Yujin had done something again, which made Ji Changye's education angry, so he comforted and replied, "The prince must have his own way in doing this

Reason, aren't you still angry with your own body? If there's anything wrong, just correct it, so why bother?"

"Although it's right to say that this is true, it's just that, what Brother Ji wants to do is follow him. Anyway, I think that this assassin's origin is not simple, and saving him is undoubtedly a hidden danger, and sooner or later something will happen."

Song Qian suddenly made a move in his hand when he heard this, and looked at He Yujin suspiciously? Wondering where the assassins came from? What exactly happened.

"Song Niangzi, this matter is a long story, and I don't know how to explain it to you for a while, but don't worry, this assassin and other things have nothing to do with us, and the prince will handle this matter." Changfeng saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

He Yu Jin just wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that Song Qian didn't know about the assassin, and Ji Changye didn't want her to know, so he stopped and acquiesced to Changfeng's words.

Song Qian didn't have much suspicion at this time.

Changfeng looked at He Yujin's appearance, and for a while he didn't know whether to be happy or worried, after all, Ji Changye wanted to convince the people around him that the person was an assassin, and He Yujin recognized this reason, but at the same time, he was also afraid that according to his temperament, he would do something.

"Alright, I'll make you some delicious food later, and don't think about it anymore. Well, this medicine is boiled, so let's bring it to the prince." Song Qian took out the medicine and put it on the tray and handed it to Changfeng, then simply cleaned it up, and went back to his bedroom as if nothing had happened.

Thinking of the assassin, Changfeng hurriedly took the medicine and sent it over, but He Yujin did not follow, but was instructed by Changfeng not to leak the news of the assassin's resurrection and went back to the Jin Palace.

After the assassin drank the medicine, he was no longer so weak, and said to Ji Changye, "Please rest assured, the subordinates have not said anything, and they will definitely not expose the prince."

"Thank you for your hard work, don't worry, I will arrange things in your family and make you suffer."

At the beginning, Ji Changye didn't want him to take such a strong poison, but the man thought that the officials of Guozijian were thoughtful, and although this medicine was strong, people couldn't see it, and if he didn't have his breath, he would be logically considered to be tortured to death, so that nothing would be exposed.