Chapter 122: Pulse Diagnosis
Xue Yihan stayed in the camp for a day to maintain normal order. He was well-directed, well-organized, and his face was always faint, and he could not see the slightest abnormality.
It wasn't until he returned to his tent after dinner that he summoned the secret guard.
"Master." The Dark Guard saluted respectfully.
Xue Yihan was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about what to say. The dark guard looked at the master's contemplative appearance, a little strange, the master is very decisive in giving orders on weekdays, and he never needs to be so hesitant.
"You go back to the capital and carefully investigate everything about Su Yuqing in the past three months. Wherever she went, what she did, every bit of it must not be spared! Xue Yihan's eyes flashed with a cold light, he had never investigated her, even if the rumors were flying all over the sky, he had never investigated her, so when he suddenly learned that she had lost the palace sand and saw the two dresses, he would be furious, thinking that Su Yuqing had played him like a fool between applause. Until today, he didn't know that she still had so many hidden feelings, and she still had so much pain.
The dark guard was stunned, as if he didn't expect his master to give such an order, but as a dark guard, he was not qualified to say much, so he simply clenched his fists neatly and disappeared in place.
Su Yuqing stared at a pair of misty phoenix eyes, staring blankly at the black copper ghost face in front of her, and the gaze that came out from behind the mask flashed with an uncertain light, which made her a little frightened. At this moment, although she was dumbfounded, she did not restrict her movements, and the black copper ghost in front of her looked at her without moving, which made her feel panicked, not knowing what he wanted.
Could it be that because he hadn't killed her before, he came over to make up for it? The corners of Su Yuqing's mouth twitched secretly, she had the heart of death that day, but she could treat it indifferently, since she escaped death and faced death again, she would not have the courage she had born that day. The body shrank into the bed.
Leng Yuchen looked at the woman in front of her with interest, at this moment, she was like a frightened rabbit, blinking her long eyelashes carefully, looking at him vigilantly. He could clearly remember that day, when Mo Xiao pierced her crystal skin, and blood gushed out, her indifferent and fearless expression. Even if his expression could be pretended, those bright eyes that abandoned everything would not hide from him. Today, she was a little more timid, and there was a little cunning light in her phoenix eyes, as if she was thinking of some idea to get out.
The lips behind the mask curved an elegant arc, and the woman was still calmly analyzing at this time, although she was a little scared, but it did not affect her plan to get out.
Thinking of this, Leng Yuchen took a step forward, and Su Yuqing was so frightened that she hurriedly shrank back.
At this time, Leng Yuchen's footsteps stopped, her body was slightly stunned, her breath seemed to be extremely unstable, her breathing was short, and she was light and weak. Although King Jin's palm had some internal strength, it would not be so badly injured. Looking at her face again, in the darkness, her already fair and soft cheeks seemed to be a little whiter.
Leng Yuchen suddenly lost the mood to tease her, and stretched out his arm and dragged her over like a rabbit.
Su Yuqing opened her mouth but couldn't shout, and she didn't know where Yueli and the secret guards sent to her by her father had gone, and no one came to save her at this moment.
Leng Yuchen put his fingers together and put them on her wrist, but she was stunned, what was he doing? Checking her pulse? This......