After catching a quick look at the clothes Fu Zheng was wearing, he knew that the other party had a serious background, and hurriedly laughed back. "There was a box of silver and some jewelry, and a box of medicinal materials in the storeroom. It's strange to say that there is not only silver in the storeroom." , There are gold and silver notes that are more valuable, but they only took a box of silver and some hairpins and the like."
Fu Zheng hummed coldly: "Their purpose is just the box of medicinal materials, and the silver is just to conceal people and make people think that this is just a robbery robbery."
Catching quickly looked dumbfounded: "Why? Why don't they keep valuable things, so they want to grab a box of medicinal materials?"
Naturally, Fu Zheng couldn't tell him too much, so he took someone to the warehouse to check it, and then asked the owner's wife for a question, and finally confirmed the loss of the purple blood vine.
Fu Zheng hurried back to the palace to return to life.
Seeing Fu Zheng returning empty-handed, Chu Yan asked urgently, "What about things? Didn't someone reveal the emperor list?"
Fu Zheng repeated the situation.
"The emperor, this is clearly someone who has taken the lead, pretending to be a robber, robbing the purple blood vine, and killing others."
Chu Yan almost crushed a bit of steel teeth, "If there is an inner ghost, there must be an inner ghost in the palace, otherwise it is impossible to take advantage of it everywhere." He turned his eyes and scanned the hall with cold eyes.
Meng Changling was still sitting in front of the Supreme Emperor’s hospital bed, Yingyingxiu stared at the unconscious Supreme Emperor, with tears in his eyes. The tears had not yet fallen, but it was already pitiful.
Such a woman, who can be suspicious of her
Chu Yan's gaze moved away again, and the court ladies and eunuchs knelt to the ground, like autumn leaves in the cold wind, they were about to fall.
"Grab them all and cross-examine them carefully."
When Fu Zhengli beckoned to his subordinates outside, there were bursts of crying begging for mercy in the hall.
Said it was a cross-examination, but the pain of flesh and blood must be unavoidable, and maybe it will never come back.
Bai Zhi and Song Lang were preparing for refining medicine in the side hall next door. Hearing the movement on this side, they hurried over. Seeing this, Bai Zhi asked hurriedly: "What's the matter?"
Chu Yan looked bored, "Also let people go first, I suspect there is a ghost in the palace."
For some reason, Bai Zhi's gaze fell on Meng Changling's body when he heard the word "neigui", and then he shook his head again: "It can't be her, it's impossible."
She retracted her gaze and said to Chu Yan, "So there is no purple blood vine?"
Chu Yan shook his head: "No."
She looked at Song Lang again: "How much time is left?"
Song Lang turned his head and looked out. It was not too early, "At most three hours." If you can start refining medicine now, with Bai Zhi's help, you can speed it up a little bit, maybe you can catch up.
But now there are no even the most important medicinal materials, and it's useless to say anything.
"Are there deep mountains near the city of Kyoto?" Bai Zhi asked again.
Song Lang said: "Don't say no, even if there is, it's too late."
Sitting in front of the dragon bed, Meng Changling heard these words, the tears in her eyes eventually fell, drop by drop on the back of the thin white hand.
No matter what happened before, at this time, she was really sad.
What on earth is sad, I am afraid that even she herself can't tell.
Are those who have passed away in the Mood for Love? It's still the feeling in my heart that has ended before it has started.
Or is it the self
Three hours, three hours.
It was three hours in the blink of an eye. Just as Song Lang expected, the Emperor Taishang was poisoned, and he didn't even leave a last word, so he let go.