Yang Tingxing's face was gloomy, the sword in his hand was raised, and the long sword pierced into an old tree in front of him with a cold wind, and cursed angrily: "I don't believe that the case of this poisonous person will never be found out. .”
"National Teacher, go and arrange your manpower. I'm going to launch a big investigation, and I don't believe that the person behind the scenes ran away." Yang Tingxing, who was still angry, restrained his fiery temper, and recovered as usual. Calm down.
The national teacher nodded and promised: "I will do it now, and I will definitely live up to your majesty's high expectations."
As soon as the affairs in the palace were over, Fenghuang poked his head out and asked Yinhuan beside him: "What happened to the Seventh Prince and the Emperor? Can the matter of poisoning people be handled properly?"
"Princess Qi, the Seventh Prince and the Emperor are safe and sound. Thanks to the timely appearance of the national teacher, the poisonous chaos was quelled." Yinhuan said hastily, Phoenix felt at ease, turned and went back to the bedroom.
At noon, before the warm sun set, a letter fell from the pigeon's claws to Fenghuang's hand, and Fenghuang's brows gradually deepened. These days, Fenghuang has always arranged informants to keep an eye on the daily life of the man in red and those around him. For a small move, the letter I just got was sent by an informant.
There are only a few numbers and a few lines of words in the letter, and it is already known what happened.
The man in red and others disappeared and disappeared.
The group of men in red disappeared. Will the sudden appearance of poisonous men in the palace have anything to do with the group of men in red? My thoughts are everywhere, and I dare not be negligent. I started to write a short word on the rice paper: check!
The carrier pigeon flew out again, walked around, and found that Ling Yao was not in the mansion. When he saw Chang Zhen, he couldn't help expressing his doubts and thoughts: "Chang Zhen, why don't you see Ling Yao in the mansion? Could it be that he ran out to play?" , Fenghuang himself laughed, if Ling Yao used to be, he might still go out to play.
Chang Zhen bowed and said meaningfully: "Ling Yao is going to complete her mission."
Fenghuang half-closed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. The woman stood there calmly and said calmly, "Princess, you should pay more attention to rest."
Fenghuang didn't say much, but suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his abdomen, and his forehead was dripping with sweat. Chang Zhen noticed Fenghuang's strangeness, and hurriedly asked: "Fenghuang, what's wrong with you, are you not feeling well?"
Sweating more and more, Fenghuang said with a bitter face: "Chang Zhen, my stomach hurts."
Chang Zhen comforted Fenghuang well, signaled Fenghuang not to worry, and said softly: "Fenghuang, don't worry, I'll find the imperial physician Li Xiangren for you."
Fenghuang nodded and did not speak anymore, her whole body had no strength to speak, the pain was not ordinary, she firmly grasped the end of the hem with her fingernails, and gritted her teeth to endure the pain.
Fortunately, Chang Zhen came back quickly, followed by Li Xiangren, who helped Fenghuang lie down in the bedroom, Li Xiangren put his fingers on Fenghuang's pulse, and shook his head after a while and said: "From the perspective of physical condition, it is very There is a possibility of premature birth, you have to take care of your body."
There was a trace of surprise on Fenghuang's face. She never thought that the cause of the abdominal pain would be this. She has been protecting her stomach well for the past few days, so why...
Hearing this, Yang Tingjing rushed to the Phoenix bedroom anxiously and worriedly, and ordered a group of servant girls, "The princess is not feeling well these days, you should take care of the princess, otherwise..."
Yang Tingjing's voice was very cold, although the tone was very light, but it carried infinite threats, the servant girl felt cold on the soles of her feet when she heard it, and hurriedly responded:
"The servant knows."
"The servant knows."
After arranging everything, Yang Tingjing sat down in front of Fenghuang's bed and did not leave. A look of surprise appeared on Fenghuang's face, and he asked, "My lord, are you not busy with poisoning people? Now the whole imperial city is doing it for you." This thing is bothering."
Yang Tingjing waved his hand indifferently, rubbed Fenghuang and smiled and said: "It's okay, I will leave those things to the emperor, and now the most important thing I can't let go of is you. Not going anywhere for a few days."
Although the abdomen was still in pain, a warm current in my heart relieved the pain, and I couldn't laugh or cry on my face, I shook my head and said: "My lord, you are really making a fuss out of a molehill."
"You are going to give birth prematurely, and things like this can't be sloppy. I'm just a princess like you. If something happens to you, it's really not worth the loss." Yang Tingjing said seriously.
Yang Tingxing narrated a lot in one breath, all of which are what Fenghuang needs to pay attention to in maintaining his body. The details are more delicate than those of women, which makes Fenghuang's heart warmer and warmer.
Yang Tingxing rummaged through the memorials and materials, but there was nothing about the poisonous person. This made him very angry, and he threw all the books on the table to the ground.
The poisonous people incident subsided for a while, Li Ge walked out of the mansion early in the morning, the poisonous people and monsters caused a lot of noise in the city, and the whole city was cleared up.
The collapse of the house did not happen naturally, but was eroded by toxins. Li Ge felt annoyed. It was really lawless that made these guys make such a fuss.
The few people on the clearing street had their clothes torn and blood dripping from their bodies.
Walking a few steps forward, the few people who appeared in front of them were neatly dressed, and they did not match the posture of a disaster. How could anyone come out of such a disaster with neat clothes.
Li Ge frowned tightly. He leaned against a wall and watched every move of these people. They all held a rectangular wooden box in their hands, and locusts kept flying out of the mahogany box.
Why do these people put locusts in boxes when they are so good? And why all the other people in the city suffered, but these few people did not suffer, Li Ge walked up with a sword and approached the group of people.
Li Ge walked forward with a cold face, and looked down at the locusts in the wooden box of their group. They were different from ordinary locusts. These locusts were all huge. Li Ge looked at this group of people with a gloomy expression. Asked: "What are the locusts in this box for?"
These people looked at each other with strange expressions, and finally a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes walked out of the middle, and the middle-aged man walked up to Li Ge with an apologetic smile on his face: "If you go back to the general, it's all right for the younger ones." For fun."
Li Ge can take the position of Yang Yanjing's secret guard, how can he be an idle person, how can he believe the nonsense of these people, a cold light flashed, the sword edge was unsheathed, and the sword in his hand stabbed out, with a few popping sounds, Blood spurted out, but five or six people fell to the ground, their heads falling.
There was only one short man left, who suddenly turned around and wanted to run when he saw this scene, how could Li Ge let him run away, the incidents inside and outside the imperial city this time must be inseparable from this group of people, the long sword was thrown forward , was inserted into the thick and hard ground, and gravel and debris were scattered all over the ground.
Li Ge took a step forward, grabbed the short man, and lifted him in his hand.
The short man was escorted into the Seventh Prince's Mansion, Yang Tingxing looked at the short man brought by Li Ge, frowned and asked, "Li Ge, who is he?"