Gu Qingyue's eyebrows were tightly locked, and the uneasiness in her heart had reached its peak.

It seems that this group of people came prepared, and they had already thought that they must pull a person in the palace to be the back.

Fortunately, he left the man's mouth alive, and he still had the opportunity to ask what kind of poison Lu Huaijin was.

Gu Qingyue pondered, Imperial Physician Xu looked at her carefully, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I don't know what this poison is?" ”

Gu Qingyue suddenly looked at Imperial Physician Xu, paused for a few seconds, and slowly shook her head.

She pursed her lips: "I don't know. ”

Imperial Physician Xu sighed helplessly: "If this is the case, it will be difficult to do." ”

"Imperial Doctor Xu."

Gu Qingyue paused and looked at Imperial Physician Xu again: "You first stabilize the prince's injury, and as for other things, I will think about it." As soon as I figure out what this poison is, I'll give you the recipe. ”

"Still, you have to promise me. If you get the formula, you can develop the antidote as soon as possible. ”

Imperial Physician Xu stroked his beard: "All poisons will have corresponding antidotes, and all things in the world will restrain each other......

Gu Qingyue didn't want to hear Imperial Physician Xu drop his book bag, so she raised her hand to interrupt him: "As long as Imperial Physician Xu can guarantee the development of an antidote, I will be relieved." I'll take care of the rest. ”

Imperial Physician Xu retracted his gaze, bowed slightly, took out his silver needle bag, and gave Lu Huaijin a needle.

Taking advantage of this effort, Servant Huaien stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, there is a discovery over there." ”

Gu Qingyue bowed her head and glanced at Lu Huaijin again.

Seeing that Imperial Physician Xu was busy giving him an injection, afraid that he would not wake up for a while, Gu Qingyue walked out of the hall with his servant Huaien.

Fu Huaien had already taken down the man in black who had just confronted Gu Qingyue.

He was lying on the ground with his hands and feet tied together, and a palm-sized square piece of wood was stuffed into his mouth to prevent him from swallowing medicine to commit suicide.

Seeing the servant Huaien and Gu Qingyue coming out, the Praetorian Guards pulled up the man in black and forced the man to look up at Gu Qingyue.

Gu Qingyue snorted coldly and stepped forward slowly.

She crouched down in front of the man and reached out to pinch his chin.

The man raised his head, his eyes were blood-red, and he stared at Gu Qingyue fixedly.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Gu Qingyue snorted coldly.

Her hand just raised.

The man subconsciously closed his eyes and dodged to one side.

However, the imaginary slap did not fall for a long time.

After a long time, the man tentatively opened his eyes and looked at Gu Qingyue cautiously.

The latter smiled and sneered indifferently.

Suddenly, her hand pinching the man's chin grew stronger.

Soon, everyone around listened to the sound of clicking.

The person in front of him was sweating profusely, trembling all over, and there was murder in his eyes.

He looked at Gu Qingyue angrily, and a whimpering roar came out of his mouth.

Gu Qingyue looked at it with disdain, but instead of letting go of her hand, she slowly increased her strength.

Until there was a slight hint of color on her knuckles.

The clicker is heavier.

Everyone watched as the person in front of Gu Qingyue trembled, trembling.

The murderous eyes softened little by little, and finally turned into pleading.

Gu Qingyue clapped her hands contentedly, got up slowly, condescendingly, looked at the person who made the assassination, and said faintly: "Do you want to die or want to live?" ”

The assassin trembled, nodded his head repeatedly, and made a muffled sound from his mouth.

The crowd stepped forward to hear clearly.

He kept muttering, "I want to ...... I want to live. ”

"Good."

Gu Qingyue half-lifted her eyelids, and her cold gaze brought out a bit of indifference: "As long as you want to live, I can give you a way to live." ”

She crouched down again in front of the assassin, her palm resting on his chin and pushing it up.

Click--

The man's dislocated jaw suddenly returned to its place.

Immediately, I saw the piece of wood in the man's mouth fall to the ground.

There was still a little red blood on it.

The man bowed and kept spitting.

Saliva mixed with blood fell to the ground, mixed with wood chips.

In addition to that, there is a milky white thing.

When I looked closely, it was actually a broken tooth.

The man trembled, his mouth full of blood and trembling as he looked at Gu Qingyue.

The latter looked indifferent and was already seated in the main seat.

She lowered her head, fiddled with her fingertips, and did not raise her head, and a trace of coldness gradually surged up under her eyes.

Sensing the man's gaze, Gu Qingyue said slowly: "I only ask these words once. ”

Immediately, Gu Qingyue lifted her eyes, and her cold gaze fell on the man's face.

She asked slowly, "Who sent you?" ”

"What's the mission?"

"Where are all your accomplices?"

"What is the poison on the arrow?"

"Where's the antidote?"

After speaking, Gu Qingyue lowered her head again and slowly flicked her fingertips.

She didn't speak, and the others didn't dare make any noise.

There was a deathly silence in the hall.

After a while, the man kneeling in front of him raised his head cautiously and looked at Gu Qingyue tremblingly: "As long as I say it, can the emperor spare my life?" ”

Before the words fell, I saw Gu Qingyue picking up the small teacup in her hand.

The teacup spun around in the air a few times, impartially, and hit the man on the head.

The man was in pain, his body was lifted backwards, and he almost fell to the ground.

When he knelt straight again, Gu Qingyue had already stepped forward indifferently and stood in front of him again.

Her plain white hand slowly raised, and two fingers stretched out, falling towards the man's cheek.

Seeing this, the man subconsciously dodged backwards, and his body flashed.

Gu Qingyue raised the corners of her lips and sneered.

Suddenly, she put her hands on her knees, and suddenly leaned down and leaned in front of the man.

The gloomy gaze suddenly fell on the man's face.

The man was silent for a few seconds, his expression already covered with a layer of panic that was visible to the naked eye.

He kept struggling, trying to dodge Gu Qingyue's hand.

Several Praetorian Guards stepped forward and pressed the man's shoulders.

Gu Qingyue's palm gently slapped the man's face twice, and her voice became deeper and lower: "Is there this in my question?" ”

The man was flustered and shook his head slowly.

Gu Qingyue continued: "If you don't want to answer my question properly, I will send you out now." ”

"However, I can't guarantee whether the number will go out vertically or horizontally."

After finishing speaking, Gu Qingyue took it back.

The white palms are tucked into the sleeves, revealing only the beautiful fingers.

But to men, that finger is like a life-threatening thing.

The man trembled for a long time, his back was loosened, like a deflated ball, and his head gradually drooped.

Seeing this, Gu Qingyue waved his hand at the Praetorian Guards behind him.

Several Praetorian Guards let go of the man and stepped aside with a cold look.

"We ...... We are a group of minions who grew up in the palace. ”

"Only by being valued by the master has a way out."

"Who is your master?"

"Mrs. Yang."