Only his right hand can move, Wen Chan hastily blocked it, "Take your hand away!"
Liang Yanbei only pulled twice, then let go suddenly, turned around and left, Wen Chan thought he really gave up, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
But who would have thought that he just took the medicine that was on another table, turned it back, and said earnestly, "Your Highness, I really just want to change your medicine, so don't refuse it again."
Wen Chan said, "You leave the medicine, and I will let others apply it."
Liang Yanbei said strangely, "I'm standing right in front of you right now, and you still let others do it like this. Besides, if I really have some unreasonable thoughts, I've been pressing it for so long, so I'm not in a hurry. .”
These words were so explicit that Wen Chan blushed, "Stop talking nonsense!"
"I'm not talking nonsense..." Liang Yanbei pulled a chair from the side and sat down next to Wen Chan, "This medicine is really useful, much better than what the imperial physician gave you."
It's not that Wen Chan doesn't believe in the medicine he brought, but...
Seeing that he was in a daze at this moment, Liang Yanbei quickly pulled back his clothes, revealing the wound.
When his eyes touched the piece of white gauze, he suddenly became dark. He raised his hand to cover the back of Wen Chan's head and pulled it towards him, then leaned forward again, and his lips touched his forehead lightly.
"Your Highness, don't move around, the pain will be gone after taking the medicine." He said in a low voice.
Wen Chan froze, his ears turned red, his mind froze for a moment, he hesitated for a long time before saying, "Don't always treat me like this."
Seeing him like this, Liang Yanbei smiled and agreed, "Okay."
He moved his hands very lightly, peeling off the gauze layer by layer, and evenly sprinkled the medicine on the wound, with yellow and white powder, Wen Chan felt a little hot on the wound after a while.
Liang Yanbei took out clean white gauze from his sleeve, wrapped the wound layer by layer, and glanced at his delicate collarbone.
Wen Chan's skin is the kind of fair skin that has not been exposed to the sun all year round, and he has been pampered all the time, so his skin looks very tender.
Liang Yanbei looked away without moving his expression, and closed his clothes.
"Your Highness, your body is too thin, you should eat more meat."
"Since you've finished taking the medicine, what are you still doing here?" Wen Chan now just wanted him to leave quickly, then calm down, turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, and said, "We're going to the palace soon, if you don't Go, but you can't get out."
Having said that, Liang Yanbei remembered that there was still this problem, and frowned slightly, "tsk", "I came too late today, I will come earlier tomorrow."
"No more!" Wen Chan said angrily, "I want to concentrate on healing my wounds."
Liang Yanbei didn't say yes or no, but just showed an unclear smile, and suddenly approached Wen Chan, kissed him resoundingly on the face, "Then I'll go first."
After finishing speaking, before Wen Chan could react, he walked to the window and went out wherever he came in.
Wen Chan came back to his senses, gritted his teeth angrily, just now he pretended to agree well, but when he turned around, he became dishonest.
As soon as Liang Yanbei fell to the ground through the window, Ah Fu exclaimed from behind, "Young Master Liang?!"
He turned around, not panicked at all, but smiled at Ah Fu, "Shut up, I'm leaving."
Ah Fu looked around subconsciously, and lowered his voice, "Young Master Liang, are you here to find His Highness? Today... he specifically said that you are not allowed to come in."
"What did he say?" Liang Yanbei raised his eyebrows, "I just came to get him some medicine."
"Young Master Liang, let's go, the people in this palace have just been sent away by me, and it happens that there is no one there." Ah Fu hurriedly said.
He nodded, "Be careful when you take care of her, I'll come back tomorrow."
Ah Fu hurriedly responded, and after Liang Yanbei left, he suddenly realized, "Come again tomorrow?"
"Ah Fu." Wen Chan's voice came from the hall at this moment.
Ah Fu flicked his sleeves, pushed the door open and entered, "Your Highness."
"Did you talk to Liang Yanbei again just now?" Wen Chan stood with his back to Ah Fu.
"Returning to Your Highness, it is Mr. Liang. When Cai Nu came, I happened to see him... through the window."
"I made it clear that he was not allowed to come in."
"Your Highness, aren't you embarrassing the servants? You also know Mr. Liang's ability. Even if the servants risk their lives to stop him, they will definitely be able to stop him with a shoe." Ah Fu cried out.
Wen Chan suddenly felt a headache, and felt that Ah Fu's words made sense. He didn't want to pursue it at first, so he simply turned over and asked, "How did you do what I asked you to do today?"
"Returning to Your Highness, the news has been released. Now the streets and alleys in the capital are all about His Highness being assassinated. This is a one-off."
"Secondly, the servant showed the remnants of last night to Imperial Physician Wang, and he found out that there was a medicine called evening mist in it. The servant gave him some money and asked him to keep this matter. This is two."
"And thirdly, just as His Highness expected, the hidden guards of our Xiyang Palace, except for the half that was transferred yesterday, are all dead, with wounds on their necks, and they were all killed with a single blow."
Wen Chan pondered for a moment after listening, and asked, "Those who went to the imperial dining room to get dinner yesterday, you should make a secret note, and find a chance to let them come to serve me one by one."
Ah Fu was stunned for a moment, then understood, "Yes."
"You did a good job today, go down first." Wen Chan said.
Ah Fu responded, and turned to exit the hall, recalling who went to receive dinner yesterday.
After Wen Chan heard the sound of the palace door closing, he looked back, then blinked his red eyes, sat on the bed with his shoulders slumped, and began to lose his mind.
I was stunned for a while, I didn't know what to think, and a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.
With the flickering candles and the cool evening breeze, Liang Yanbei's carriage left the palace and went straight to Heyue Tower.
As soon as he entered the room, Zhong Wenjin hurried up to greet him, "Why have you been away for so long? How is His Highness the Ninth Prince? Is the injury really that serious?"
Liang Yanbei was not in a hurry to answer him. He glanced at the room and asked, "Why is it only you? Where is Zifu?"
Zhong Wenjin said urgently, "There is something wrong with the yamen, his father called him back, please tell me first!"
"The injury is serious, but it's not as bad as the rumors said." Liang Yanbei went to the table and sat down. "This assassination was premeditated."
Zhong Wenjin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard about it, and sat across from Liang Yanbei, "It's true of you, you killed people in one fell swoop, so let's leave someone alive to find out who is behind the scenes."
Liang Yanbei was silent for a moment, and said, "I have a way to find out who is going to kill His Highness the Ninth Prince."
"any solution?"
"Today, when I entered the palace of His Highness the Ninth Prince, I found a palace lady who was very similar to that assassin."
"Do you suspect that she is with that assassin?"
"Behind any coincidence, the truth may be hidden." Liang Yanbei narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's just that she is in the palace, so it's hard for me to investigate."
Zhong Wenjin also frowned, "Inside the palace, we can't put our hands in, so we can only let His Highness Ninth Prince check it himself."
"I'll go tomorrow and tell him about it," Liang Yanbei said.
"Are you still going?" Zhong Wenjin said in surprise, "You must be too courageous. The palace has already entered the assassins in the past two days, and the defense is already extremely strict. If you are caught, it will be terrible."
Liang Yanbei said "I don't listen, I don't listen", "I will be more careful."
"You..." Zhong Wenjin wanted to persuade him again, but was interrupted by the door suddenly opened.
Xie Zhaoxue came in very quickly, quickly closed the door, turned around and saw Liang Yanbei was there, and hurriedly asked about Wen Chan's situation.
Liang Yanbei repeated what he said just now, and asked, "Have you found out the identity of the assassin?"
The body and head of the assassin who was killed last night were sent to the criminal department in charge of Xie Chengran, and Xie Chengran intended to train Xie Zhaoxue, so he entrusted him with the task of checking the identity of the assassin. Today, Xie Zhaoxue has been busy with this matter.
At this time, he had a gloomy face, and sat next to the two of them, "I didn't find anything."
"What happened to the yamen?" Zhong Wenjin saw that his expression was not good, and his heart began to beat.
Xie Zhaoxue said in a deep voice, "The assassin's body was originally left in the special morgue in the yamen, but when I went back, the people in the yamen said that the body was gone."
"Could it be that the murderer behind the scenes sent someone to steal him away in fear of finding out?"
"It's okay if it was stolen." Xie Zhaoxue's expression became more and more ugly, "In that special morgue, except for the small couch where the corpses are placed, the entire floor of the room will be sprinkled with a layer of fine powder. Anything on it will be destroyed. Leave traces."
"Just now I went to see the fine powder in that room, and found only a row of footprints, from the couch to the door."
Zhong Wenjin suddenly felt horrified, "Could it be, could it be that someone jumped from the roof onto the couch..."
Xie Zhaoxue shook her head, "The roof of that house is not tiles, but bricks and stones. If you want to enter, you must destroy it, but I have seen that the roof is complete."
"And today there are layers of guards guarding the door, and no one has ever seen anyone come out or go in."
"This is really strange." Zhong Wenjin said in surprise, "Could it be that the corpse came out by itself?"
After all, he himself shuddered, "This is impossible..."
Liang Yanbei was thoughtful.
"Now the body is gone, and the clues are broken before they are found, what should I do?" Xie Zhaoxue said.
"In this case, we can only start from the palace." Liang Yanbei said, tapping his fingers on the table, and said softly, "In the harem, I went to Yanxiang Temple to worship Buddha last night, and took away the concubines of the two guards of His Royal Highness. What is your identity?"
"Concubine Mei from Xuexia Palace, whose real name is Zhao Jing, is a foster relative who has absolutely no blood relationship with the Zhao family. Her natal family is far away, so I can't find anything for a while." Zhong Wenjin said.
"There is definitely something wrong with her." Liang Yanbei said, "Start with him and that maid, and check the officials in the court. I think we can find something."
Zhong Wenjin said, "Even if we do find out, we can't do anything without evidence."
Court officials are not ordinary people. If they want to move, they need to go through the hands of the emperor. Otherwise, they will hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred themselves.
However, Liang Yanbei sneered, "Evidence?"
"Brother Yanbei, is it possible... you want to do it privately?" Xie Zhaoxue asked suspiciously.
"Treat him in the same way." His eyes flickered, and his voice was mixed with the cold snow of the twelfth lunar month, "Since you have the courage to touch the Ninth Highness, you must have the same courage to bear the consequences. .”
"You're right." Zhong Wenjin was immediately convinced.
Xie Zhaoxue didn't speak again.
After visiting Wu Yuedao, he could more or less see the Liang family's status in the Jianghu. Even if Liang Yanbei did not do it himself, there were Shan family or other people, so there is no need to worry about it.
The most important thing right now is to find out who is going to kill a Ninth Highness who is incompetent and does not even have the influence of the mother clan.
In this way, His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince can be prevented from being injured, and the Ministry of Punishment can also communicate with the emperor.
The three of them chatted for a few more words before leaving Heyue Tower.
the second day.
It was getting dark early, and when the dinner was delivered, it was already dark, but Liang Yanbei, who kept saying that he would come today again last night, never showed up.
Wen Chan was halfway through eating, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, so he simply slapped his chopsticks, "Don't eat! Take it away!"