Chu Xinian rolled over and pressed the man down again, preventing Xie Jingyuan from moving around. The gauze curtain was as thin as a piece of paper, and could be blown up by any gust of wind. It would be fun if the other party made a mess and accidentally blew up the curtain.
"General, are you really going through all this trouble because you want me to do something?" He looked at Xie Jingyuan from top to bottom, rarely revealing his sharp-tongued nature.
There was only a thin blanket between them, their breaths blended together, and the scorching afterglow seemed to melt people. Chu Xinian said it made no difference whether the servant was male or female, but he did not say it made no difference to Xie Jingyuan.
After finding out that Chu Xinian had no intention of having sex, Xie Jingyuan also let go of the tension that had been building up. He glanced at Chu Xinian's face and suddenly smiled mischievously: "Are you sure you want to do something?"
His fingertips fell on the edge of the mask, tapping it lightly from time to time, as if he was a little worried, wondering whether to scare Chu Xinian. However, before he could make a decision, he heard the person on the upper side whispered, "Don't worry, I won't touch you."
Chu Xinian spoke seriously, looking very serious. He had no interest in gay sex. He supported himself on Xie Jingyuan's side with one hand, and slowly groped the bed with the other hand, as if he was checking.
Today, the mansion pretended to be a beast, and Xie Jingyuan thought he was a rich young man who was ignorant of the world. But after a while, Chu Xinian could even scare the dog servant Ge Mama, and he was clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Xie Jingyuan whispered in an ambiguous tone: "Chu Xinian, I underestimated you..."
He took out a knife from somewhere, and pointed the sharp blade at Chu Xinian's throat, gently moving on the surface of the skin, slowly moving down to the heart. If there was a slight scratch, blood would splatter on the spot.
Chu Xinian grabbed his hand, and the tip of the knife also stopped. He lowered his eyes to look at Xie Jingyuan, and found that Xie Jingyuan was smiling.
"It's not too late, General."
After Chu Xinian finished speaking, he pulled the knife out of his hand and threw it to the ground with a clang. He then continued to check the bed, not leaving out any corner.
The more Xie Jingyuan looked at him, the more he felt that he was a spy, so he kindly reminded him, "Do you want to find him? Why don't I help you?"
Chu Xinian smiled and said, "No need, you can't find it."
If Xie Jingyuan finds it, will he still be poisoned
Chu Xinian really didn't despise Xie Jingyuan.
Xie Jingyuan's face froze when he heard this, and the smile on his lips gradually faded. Is this what Chu Xinian meant
Chu Xinian checked every corner of the bed and found nothing wrong. The carved bed was exquisitely crafted, exuding the fragrance of wood, and it was rare.
He couldn't help but frown and fall into deep thought, where was the poison planted
At this moment, through a layer of curtains, the voice of Madam Ge suddenly sounded outside: "Sir, it's getting late. I should return to the palace to report."
After an hour, it was almost time to finish and there was no point in staying any longer.
Xie Jingyuan was not willing to accept this, and felt that letting this dog slave walk out intact would be a loss of his dignity. Chu Xinian had been looking forward to her leaving, and he said calmly, "You can leave now."
Madam Ge stood outside and knelt down. But when she was about to leave, she hesitated again. She stared at the blurry figure inside, doubtful in her heart. She gritted her teeth, suddenly opened the curtain with a bang, rushed in and knelt down: "Do you need to prepare water for the young master and the general to bathe?"
When she said this, her triangular eyes stared straight at the bed. She saw Chu Xinian leaning on Xie Jingyuan's neck, panting. A red quilt wrapped their bodies. From their exposed shoulders, it was not difficult to see that they were not wearing any clothes.
Xie Jingyuan was leaning to one side, so his expression could not be seen clearly. Chu Xinian lifted his head from his neck and looked at Madam Ge lazily. His chest rose and fell, and his voice was full of satisfaction and hoarseness after lust, but those light-colored eyes made people dare not look directly at him: "Who allowed you?"
His long black hair was scattered on his shoulders, and his face was beautiful, like a banished immortal. However, the scene in front of him had nothing to do with the word "immortal", and there was only debauchery and ambiguity.
Madam Ge kowtowed quickly and said, "I forgot the rules for a moment. Please punish me, sir."
She is a fearless slave.
Xie Jingyuan lay under Chu Xinian and said sinisterly, "Dig out her eyes for me!"
Chu Xinian covered his mouth, signaling him not to make any sound, so as not to give others a chance to criticize him. He glanced at Madam Ge calmly and said, "Take your people and leave. You will receive twenty strokes of the cane. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will report you to the Imperial Concubine for punishment."
Madam Ge quickly responded and left. With the sound of the door opening and closing, the inner room became completely quiet.
Neither of the people on the bed moved.
Xie Jingyuan and Chu Xinian pressed their bodies together, and felt that the other party was incredibly hot, like a piece of burning coal. He raised his eyes, but saw Chu Xinian staring at the area below his neck, and his voice was mixed with the coldness in the air: "You don't want your eyes anymore?"
Chu Xinian reached out and pinched a jade pendant around his neck, hesitating and saying, "This jade..."
Xie Jingyuan seemed to react suddenly, pulling out the jade pendant from his neck, and hastily pushed Chu Xinian off. However, this push was not important, and in his haste, he didn't know where to touch, and the mask on his face suddenly fell off, revealing the other half of his face. The two of them looked at each other, and the air suddenly fell into silence -
"… "
There were rumors that Xie Jingyuan's appearance was disfigured, but no one knew how it was disfigured. Now his true appearance has finally been revealed.
Under the candlelight, the other half of his face was covered with scars. Long and short, countless in number. They crawled on his skin, enough to ruin a stunning young man, making him look like neither a human nor a ghost.
One is in the sky, the other is on the ground.
Chu Xinian said nothing.
Xie Jingyuan stared at him intently, and seeing that he didn't move, he thought he was scared silly. He slowly approached, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly revealed a strange smile, with a cold and gloomy voice, which reminded people of a poisonous snake in a humid environment: "How about it, do you want to do something to my face?"
Of course not.
Any normal person would not have any thoughts about this face.
Xie Jingyuan thought Chu Xinian was brave, but after a second look, he was just so-so. A hint of ridicule appeared in his narrow eyes. He picked up the fallen mask and was about to put it on when he suddenly felt a warm touch on his cheek: "How did the general get his face injured?"
Xie Jingyuan was stunned.
Chu Xinian's fingertips slowly rubbed his scarred right face, with very light force. And in order to observe more easily, he moved closer, almost touching the tip of Xie Jingyuan's nose.
He asked in a low voice: "How did the general's face get hurt?"
Xie Jingyuan felt a tingling sensation on the area on his face that he had touched. Xie Jingyuan tried his best to ignore the sensation and replied with a sneer, "Of course it was an injury on the battlefield."
"No," Chu Xinian shook his head, "No."
Xie Jingyuan had at least a dozen scars on his face, and the edges were rough, definitely not caused by sharp swords or stray arrows. The man seemed determined to destroy his face and not let anyone see his true appearance, so he cut him dozens of times in a row.
Chu Xinian slowly stroked his face and found that in addition to scratches, there were many irregular mottled marks, as if they were caused by being hit and rubbed with a hard object like stone.
"It must hurt..." Chu Xinian said this without any warning.
Xie Jingyuan's chest rose and fell for a moment when he heard this, and he stared at him without saying anything. Chu Xinian's old habit from studying medicine came back, he couldn't help but observe the wounds, and now he also realized that his problem was a bit strange.
He smiled and slowly withdrew his hand: "It's good to be healed."
Because he had just taken off his shirt in a hurry to fool Madam Ge, he was naked from the waist up. Chu Xinian put on his clothes again and handed over Xie Jingyuan's underwear: "Here."
The person lying in the quilt had taken off more clothes than him.
Xie Jingyuan took the clothes and put them on in a few seconds. As he sat up, the quilt slipped off, and he suddenly felt the cold air. He couldn't help but cough twice, but then frowned and held it back.
Chu Xinian got out of bed and poured him a cup of hot tea: "General, why don't you leave someone in the room to serve you?"
Xie Jingyuan took the water and answered every question: "I don't like it."
Chu Xinian thought that this was probably the drawback. Xie Jingyuan didn't like to keep anyone to serve him in his room, so even if the servants stayed, they would leave after a short time, so he was the only one who was poisoned.
There are many ways for people to be poisoned silently, which can be roughly divided into two categories: food poisoning and gas poisoning.
The General's Mansion has strict control over food, so there shouldn't be any problems with this. Then the only possibility left is gas poisoning.
Chu Xinian was wearing an outer coat and walking around the room, slowly observing the inner room.
There is an incense burner in the center.
The carved bed exudes the scent of wood.
There is a branch of early spring peach in the porcelain vase.
There are incense balls hanging at the end of the bed.
Outside the window, there is an evergreen tree in the courtyard. It only bears fruit but never blooms. When it is cold, the fruit falls from the branches. It is the size of black beans and emits a fishy and sweet smell when crushed. You can smell it even in the inner room.
The above are the decorations that every noble family would have. The ancients’ concept is different from that of ordinary people. Some things are essential and must be placed according to the rules. None of them can be missing.
Chu Xinian took off the aromatherapy ball at the end of the bed, opened the hollow gold shell outside, picked up a piece of incense, and put it to his nose to smell it. It was a common incense used by nobles, mostly used to repel insects. The general ingredients were mint and borneol, so it was easy to identify.
Chu Xinian smelled it for a long time and found nothing unusual, so he hung it back up.
Xie Jingyuan was lying lazily on the bed. Seeing this, a hint of interest flashed across his dark eyes: "Why, do you suspect it's poisonous?"
Xie Jingyuan didn't think that Chu Xinian was checking for drugs for him, he just thought that Chu Xinian suspected that he wanted to harm him.
Xie Jingyuan slowly put on the mask to cover the hideous wound. The other half of his face was flawless like a beautiful jade, but the words he said were not so pleasant: "If I want to kill you, I only need to move my fingers, why go through so much trouble."
Chu Xinian ignored him, opened the lid of the incense burner, and picked up another unburned incense stick to check, but still found nothing wrong.
That's right, Xie Jingyuan is not a fool. He has naturally checked everything inside one by one, so it must be wrong.
So what is the problem
Chu Xinian walked to the bedside and sat down, gently holding Xie Jingyuan's cold hand. This action made the latter stunned again, but before he could shake it off, Chu Xinian smiled and asked: "General, do you really think you are sick?"
Xie Jingyuan narrowed his eyes: "You?"
Chu Xinian touched his purple nails and pointed at his purple lips: "I think the general's illness is caused by poisoning."
As soon as Chu Xinian finished speaking, Xie Jingyuan suddenly grabbed his wrist, and his brows were tightly knitted: "Did you say that?"
Chu Xinian smiled and said, "The general is also doubting himself, isn't he?"
The incense burning in the incense burner was one in the morning, one at noon, and one in the evening. The flower arrangement in the porcelain vase was willow leaf eyebrows in the morning, and turned into early spring peach in the evening. The same was true for the aromatherapy ball. Chu Xinian vaguely remembered that the maid said that the aromatherapy ball would be discarded and replaced with a new one every night.
Is Xie Jingyuan changing the furnishings and incense in his room so frequently because he is sick? Of course not.
Obviously, the other party himself also suspected the source of the poison. He randomly changed the spices every day as a test to find out where the poison was.
But it is obvious that Xie Jingyuan's brain power is obviously not as good as his martial arts power. After testing for so long, nothing can be found.
A... somewhat dumb villain.
No wonder the rebellion failed in the end.
Chu Xinian planned to continue the investigation tomorrow. He wanted to pull his hand back, but Xie Jingyuan held it tightly and couldn't move. He smiled at him and said, "General, my hand hurts."
He was very good at pretending to be dangerous, so Xie Jingyuan let go of his hand immediately after hearing what he said. Just as he was about to speak, Chu Xinian suddenly approached him slowly, raised his hand and took off the mask on his face.
"It's better not to wear it."
He said so and placed the cold and sharp mask on the bed.
Xie Jingyuan suddenly found that he could not see through the person in front of him, and asked thoughtfully: "Chu Xinian, do you still remember your role?"
The second son of the Marquis of Quyang, a member of the Prince of Jin's party.
Being hostile to the Crown Prince, he is naturally also hostile to Xie Jingyuan.
"Remember," Chu Xinian walked to the outer room and lay down on the low couch, his voice as soft as falling jade, serious and calm, "I am Chu Xinian."
He is just himself.
Even traveling through time cannot change this fact.
Xie Jingyuan looked at him, but saw that Chu Xi had fallen asleep with his eyes closed. He suppressed the low cough in his throat and slowly lay down. He rubbed the uneven wound on his right cheek, and slowly clenched the jade pendant around his neck, closing his eyes and wondering what he was thinking.
Chu Xinian closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep. There must be something strange about this room, which always makes people feel uneasy. Just as he was thinking about how to do the experiment tomorrow to find the source of the poison, the system suddenly made a soft beep in his ear.
Please note,
The candlelight flickered, gradually becoming weaker, red tears fell secretly, and the wedding character on the window that had not been torn off in time was so eye-catching.
The villain's blackness has dropped to 98, please continue to work hard
Chu Xinian slowly opened his eyes and looked down at Xie Jingyuan, only to see that he had his back to him and seemed to be asleep.
Darkness
Chu Xinian smiled, curious about this thing, and closed his eyes again: "I see..."
The system was a little upset because it had disliked it last time: Humph, why are you laughing? You are the worst class I have ever taught! The worst!!
It just dropped by 1, what's there to be proud of
Chu Xinian's mouth froze when he heard this: "The worst?"
The system body fluctuates up and down, with the emphasis on: The worst! The previous host was much better than you!
Chu Xinian: “…”
I am destined to sleep tonight.
The next morning, when the maids came in with water for washing, they saw the table that had been kicked over by Xie Jingyuan last night, as well as scattered bottles and cups, making the place a mess.
Chu Xinian didn't know that they were imagining things, and they all looked a little sad and angry, as if their general had suffered a great humiliation. Yun Que's eyes were full of tears, and while handing over the face towel, she whispered, "Sir, are you okay?"
She was so afraid that their useless son would not be able to control General Xie and would be killed by the other party with a sword.
For this reason, she stood guard outside, and ended up being stared at like a thief by Jiuyong, the dead-faced man.
"thing."
Chu Xinian thought of another thing at this time, which was the list of soldiers handed in by his brother. He didn't plan to steal it and give it to Chu Jiaoping, but just wrote a few names to fool him.
The problem is that names cannot be written casually. What if he gave a few made-up names to the King of Jin, and the army investigated this person, wouldn't it be exposing himself in vain
Chu Xinian assigned Yun Que a task: "I have something for you to do."
Yun Que's expression was stern: "Sir, please speak."
Chu Xinian glanced at Xie Jingyuan who was washing up in the inner room. Seeing that he couldn't hear what he was saying, he lowered his voice and said to Yun Que, "First, find a way to get acquainted with everyone in the mansion."
"Second, figure out the route through the palace and the most heavily guarded areas."
Skylark: “…”