Mu Qingyun glanced at him angrily and said, "Do you think I'm full and have nothing to do, are you talking nonsense?"

"Of course not, I just think it's too incredible and it's terrifying to think about it." Jiang Muchen quickly said with a flattering smile.

"Originally, it's none of my business, but considering how important Prince Yan is to Nanyue, I'd like to remind you. Concubine Fang came to me this morning and kept asking about Prince Yan's poisoning."

Seeing how serious she was, Jiang Muchen's tone became solemn and he said, "Fang Shuya is the concubine given to Prince Feng Yan by the emperor. Your words make me feel a bit scary."

Mu Qingyun laughed out loud and said, "I originally thought the human heart is the scariest thing."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden shout from the front to catch him, and then there was a sound of people turning on their backs.

Mu Qingyun's carriage was also frightened. The horse suddenly braked, stood upside down, and neighed continuously.

Jiang Muchen suddenly grabbed Mu Qingyun who hit the car, and then the two broke out of the car. Mu Qingchen almost fell down, but luckily Jiang Muchen hugged her.

In front of me, I saw a thin man running quickly down the street. The crowd was frightened and ran away. Behind him were three officers wearing official uniforms and carrying knives.

"Catch him!" Mu Qingyun immediately said to Jiang Muchen.

"Stand still." Jiang Muchen nodded quickly and jumped towards the thin man who was charging straight towards him.

"Get away!" The thin man jumped directly towards Jiang Muchen.

But he underestimated Jiang Muchen, the Qinglian Master. Jiang Muchen instantly turned around, turned his hands, and hit the thin man on the shoulder with one palm.

The thin man immediately fell away and fell heavily to the ground. A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth. He looked at Jiang Muchen with a look of fear, perhaps because he did not expect to meet a master.

Three officers also arrived and immediately rushed to arrest the person.

"Thank you, Master Jiang." An official immediately clasped his fist at Jiang Muchen.

"What did this person commit?" Jiang Muchen asked immediately.

"In the teahouse next door, assassinate the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"What!" Jiang Muchen didn't expect to ask such a big thing, "How is Gu Changqing? Is he injured?"

"Severely injured, unconscious." One said.

"Dead!" Another official who tied up the thin man said suddenly.

Jiang Muchen was startled. When he turned around, he saw black blood spilling from the thin man's mouth. He was poisoned.

Mu Qingyun immediately walked over, knelt down and took a look, then shook her head and said: "The teeth are very poisonous. There is no way to save them. Don't touch the blood. Cover them with soot, clean them up, and bury them in deeper soil."

"It seems that this guy is a spy from another country!" Another official said with a pale face, "Only spies hide poison in their teeth. Once the mission fails, they will bite the poison and commit suicide."

Jiang Muchen nodded and said: "Immediately go to the Imperial City Division to inform Mr. Xing and take the body back."

After saying that, he turned to look at Mu Qingchen and said, "The young master, the prime minister, is Gu Qingcheng's younger brother. He is injured. Let's go take a look?"

"Yes." Mu Qingyun nodded, and the two of them immediately followed an official and ran towards the next street. Jiang Muchen also picked up Mu Qingyun's medicine box in the carriage.

Mu Qingyun felt that if she hadn't just learned internal strength, she would probably be dead if she ran down here. Fortunately, thanks to her internal strength and her nimble body, she didn't feel tired at all.

It also made her more aware of the benefits of internal strength.

Yongxing Tea House is now on the outer three floors and surrounded by people on the inner three floors. Everyone is talking about it.

The young master of the prime minister's family, Gu Changqing, was assassinated here. This is no small matter.

Gu Changqing, fifteen years old, a sunny boy, the prime minister's favorite youngest son, likes to gather friends to drink tea and chat with each other on weekdays.

Because of his status, the young masters of other court officials regarded him as their boss and responded to his call.

Today I went out to drink tea with three friends. Unexpectedly, a waiter came in to serve tea. He suddenly took out a dagger and stabbed him. He stabbed him in the back, pulled it out, and jumped out of the back window to escape.

The waiter is fake, he is actually the skinny assassin who died.

The three friends were all frightened and immediately called for a doctor.

Because there was so much blood, I didn't dare to move at all. Two doctors came and they were all busy at the moment.

When Jiang Muchen and Mu Qingyun entered, they saw the other three young masters standing in the corner with pale faces and trembling.

Guards from several houses were protecting them, while Gu Changqing was lying on the ground, the white underwear on his back soaked with blood.

The clothes were also cut open, revealing a dagger wound of about five centimeters. The two doctors disinfected the wound nervously, held down the bleeding hole, and sprinkled gold sore medicine on it, but the bleeding continued.

"It's hopeless. I can't stop the bleeding and my internal organs have been punctured." A doctor finally shook his head with blood on his hands.

"Master, wake up." A waiter knelt on Gu Changqing's head and cried.

"Get out of the way!" Jiang Muchen shouted as soon as he entered.

Everyone looked up at Jiang Muchen, and when they saw it was Young Master Jiang, they all immediately backed away.

Mu Qingyun walked forward and squatted down, looking at the location of Gu Changqing's wound. It was indeed stabbed in the lung from the back, causing excessive bleeding.

"Girl, we can't save her." Another doctor also shook his head and sighed.

"There is still hope." Mu Qingyun said, took out the silver needle, and started injecting the needle at the white dots that lit up. After one circle, the bleeding stopped.

But at this moment, Gu Changqing was bleeding too much and his breath was weak.

Mu Qingyun continued to insert needles very quickly, and Gu Changqing's entire back was covered with silver needles.

"Help him channel some internal energy." Mu Qingchen said to Jiang Muchen.

Although the person was rescued, he was too weak.

Jiang Muchen naturally did it immediately, when the noise outside started again.

"The Prime Minister is here!" someone shouted.

Everyone turned around and prepared to salute. Only Mu Qingyun and Jiang Muchen were nervously treating Gu Changqing.

"Qing'er!" Prime Minister Gu Zhentong's urgent call came first, and people rushed in quickly.

Jiang Muchen was channeling his internal energy and it was inconvenient to speak, but Mu Qingyun didn't want to speak at all. She was still giving Gu Changqing an injection.

Jiang Muchen glanced at him, and the Prime Minister also saw Jiang Muchen. He was a little surprised and immediately asked the person next to him: "What's going on? Atong, tell me! How could the young master be assassinated?"

A Tong was the young boy who was kneeling and crying. He immediately told the whole process with tears in his eyes. The other three young masters all nodded.

They were really frightened, and they were afraid that the Prime Minister would blame them for the incident.

After asking everything, Jiang Muchen also stopped transmitting his internal energy.

"Master Jiang, is this the miracle doctor Ayun?" The Prime Minister naturally knew what happened at the Imperial Hospital. A woman brought Prince Yan back from the brink of death.

And this woman is the miraculous doctor Jiang Muchen brought back.

"Yes, she is the miracle doctor Ayun. Master Gu's life should be saved." After Jiang Muchen finished speaking, he looked at the two doctors next to him.

One of the two doctors said: "I am incompetent. Thanks to the timely arrival of Ayun, the miracle doctor, otherwise Master Gu would have really..."

"Yes, there is nothing I can do for you. Doctor Ayun's acupuncture techniques are really appalling. I feel ashamed."

Mu Qingyun raised his head and looked at the two doctors and immediately said politely: "If the two doctors had not treated the wound promptly and properly, even if Ayun came, Young Master Gu would not be able to be saved. The doctors are kind and dedicated, so the two doctors should not belittle themselves.

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Chapter completed!