Chu Ci squinted her eyes, slightly pursed the corners of her lips, and looked back at Xiao Qi, who had calmly put away the cards in the arms of those assassins.
Only then did he remove the man's chin again, seeing the assassin's eyes staring, he fell back.
Several guards who were vigilant about the appearance of other assassins turned their heads, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Chu Ci's pale face, her fingertips trembling slightly, she looked at the person in front of her, "She seems to be out of breath."
"What?"
The guard at the head came back to his senses first, walked up to Chu Ci in a few steps, knelt down, and checked the man's breath carefully.
Realizing that the assassin was really dead, she frowned and checked the poison sac in the assassin's mouth and the way the assassin's jaw was removed.
From the outside, the poison sac looked like it had been cracked with a small hole, and it had been split open, and the way of removing the chin didn't let her see anything.
Most likely, the person had already punctured the poison sac, but just happened to take off his chin, and failed to swallow the poison. Afterwards, his mouth secreted a lot of saliva, and he swallowed the remaining poison, so he died of exhaustion.
This is the only explanation that makes the most sense.
No other problems were detected, and a sick medicine jar like Chu Ci couldn't do anything to this person, right
Chu Ci was directly excluded from his mind.
Seeing Chu Ci's pale face, she seemed to be frightened.
The leading guard frowned, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and signaled the guard next to him to back away, while gesturing to the blocked Feng You.
"Master Feng, please take His Highness back to rest quickly, the doctor will be here in a while, His Highness looks like he was frightened, don't get sick again from the cold."
Feng You led the people behind him forward, with an obviously unsightly expression on his face. He helped Chu Ci get up, and under the gaze of these guards, they turned and left.
All the way back to Chu Ci's small courtyard, sat down, Feng You motioned to the servants behind him to bring soothing tea, and frowned at Chu Ci.
Chu Ci's expression had stabilized at this moment, and he took a sip of tea.
Looking up and seeing Feng You's expression, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Ask whatever you want."
"Did His Highness move your hand just now?"
There was no one else around, Feng You paused, and spoke cautiously, with a little puzzlement in his eyes.
Chu Ci nodded, and put the tea cup in her hand aside.
"They didn't just come here for my highness," Chu Ci whispered, watching the red figure rushing in, "They came here for the Xiao family."
Killing two birds with one stone, if she hadn't noticed the various accounts and the like in the backyard of Xiao's backyard, this move is indeed very clever.
"Have you got everything back?"
Xiao Qi responded, with a bit of hostility in his eyes, and handed the six or seven delicate tokens to Chu Ci from his bosom.
Chu Ci took it, glanced at it, handed it to Feng You, and signaled Feng You to put these things away and destroy them.
"these are?"
Feng You looked down, with some surprise in his eyes.
"They wanted to lead the matter to Xiaojia, so they did it on purpose."
"These are just like the tokens my mother sent for."
Xiao Qi then opened his mouth, and even the very secret details, if it weren't for the insiders of Xiao's family, would not be able to see some places, they were exactly the same as the imitation.