Second floor, wing room.
Yuchizhen, who was drunk like mud on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and dismissed the two dancing girls beside him.
Qin Xiaoyao jumped down from the skylight and knelt in front of him on one knee, "Master, I have checked. As you expected, the third Mr. Chu on the third floor is not a local, and the person who connected with him is even more special. In Zhaoyang Palace As an errand, I will serve by the side of the imperial concubine. Would you like to guess, who is that person?"
Yuchi raised his brows with a gloomy expression, "Say it straight."
"She disguised herself as a man and was a second-class court lady of Zhaoyang Palace. She was introduced by the Empress Dowager to be selected for the spring election earlier, but she ran into the same group of face saints as Rong Xinruo. Unfortunately, she failed the election. Lan Hou's illegitimate daughter—Lan Qingyao. "Qin Xiaoyao raised his cold eyes, "Isn't it a surprise?"
"It's a surprise. The Lan family has been planning for so long, and finally made a move." Yuchi pulled the corner of his mouth coldly, "I will keep an eye on Lan Qingyao, if she makes any changes, I will kill you without mercy!"
"Yes." Qin Xiaoyao agreed, then raised his head and asked, "The third Mr. Chu on the third floor... what should we do?"
Yuchi really stared at the altar of Zhuyeqing on the table after drinking, his eyes couldn't help but narrowed into a line, "I'm watching him personally!"
He really wants to know who is he, who can understand his private life so thoroughly, and even grasp his psychology to the point! If this person is a friend, he is a confidant; if he is an enemy, he is very likely to become his nemesis!
The third floor, wing room.
Chu Xuan was carrying the pot to drink, while looking at Chu Ning with a smile, "Hey! Girl! When the second brother came in, he passed by the door of the servant, and heard the charming calls of those Yingying and Yanyan, which made the second brother's heart itch. I don't know if Yu Chizhen can bear it, why don't you go and see?"
Chuning gave him an annoyed look, "Whether he can bear it or not is none of my business? I just want him to sleep tonight, and tomorrow the Kowloon Pass will be broken, and Ningwei and Ningwei will be completely broken!"
"Girl, to be honest... Do you really have no selfishness in doing this?" Chu Xuan raised the corners of his mouth evilly, "For example, if the two countries of Ning and Wei broke up, then Gongsun Qin would not be able to stay in Ning Wangfu. You are so Do you really not do it out of jealousy?"
Chuning glanced at him coldly, "Don't you want Second Brother's antidote?"
Chu Xuan obediently shut up.
Prince Gong's Mansion, the backyard.
Dongfang Jing gave Luqiao medicine, and then took Rong Yin's medicine and knocked on the door next door.
"Come in." Zongzheng Fusu was leaning on the side of the bed reading a book by the dim candlelight. He was not wearing a mask, and he had obviously guessed who was coming.
Dongfang Jing took the medicine jar and walked behind the screen, heading straight for the entrance of the underground secret room.
Zongzheng Fusu frowned involuntarily, and the silver needle in his hand flew out with a "swish", blocking the entrance and sealing the door of the secret room tightly.
Dongfang Jing turned her head and looked at him in surprise.
Zongzheng Fu stretched out his hand to caress his chest, and looked up at her innocently, "My concubine, I don't know what's wrong, but suddenly I feel chest tightness and shortness of breath... You are very skilled in medicine, why don't you come over and help me take a look."
Seeing his strange tone, Dongfang Jing couldn't help frowning, but the door of the secret room was sealed by him, and she had to please him before she could enter. She curled her lips helplessly, put down the medicine jar in her hand, and walked quickly towards the bedside.
"Where is it uncomfortable?" Dongfang Jing felt for his pulse, and found that he had lost 90% of his energy, and his internal injuries had not healed, and there was no other abnormality.
Zongzheng Fusu grabbed her slender fingers, led her to poke through his collar, touched his hot chest muscles, and said in a hoarse voice, "I feel uncomfortable."