Chapter 68 Not Dead Yet

A group of three people arrived at Fuxia Palace.

The palace attendants of Fuxia Palace quickly stopped what they were doing and knelt down to salute, trembling.

Not long ago, this little proton suffered from vomiting and diarrhea, high fever, red spots all over his body, and could not speak. When they went to the imperial hospital to invite the imperial physician, the Ninth Prince sent his deputy to come and sent the imperial physician away without allowing him to be treated.

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Are you coming here in person to see if someone is dead?

"Where is Ning Qingzhou?" Bai Jiuxiao asked the palace man.

A palace maid headed by the leader replied: "Go back to the Ninth Prince, he is in the inner hall."

Bai Jiuxiao took the lead and walked inside.

Ning Shiqian and Gu Yin looked at each other and followed quickly.

In the inner hall, Ning Qingzhou was sitting at the desk practicing calligraphy when he heard the movement and raised his head.

The first thing I saw was Bai Jiuxiao walking in. His hand shook and the tip of his pen fell on the rice paper. The black ink instantly smeared the white paper.

Then she saw two men behind her.

Ning Qingzhou's eyes lit up with joy. After the experience of the first-grade immortal residence last time, he did not dare to call people easily.

Seeing that he was fine, Ning Shiqian felt relieved and immediately made a "silence" gesture towards him, pointed at Gu Yin beside him, and made a four sign.

"Not dead yet." Bai Jiuxiao stepped forward.

He reached out and pinched Ning Qingzhou's chin, raised his face and took a look: "You're not allergic, isn't it great?"

After saying that, he seemed to remember that there were two people behind him: "By the way, your fourth brother is here to see you."

Gu Yin spoke up in time: "Eleven, are you okay?"

Ning Qingzhou remembered that his fourth brother had just pointed at this person and made four signs. Now that he heard him speak like this, he immediately understood.

He immediately threw away the pen in his hand, slid down from the chair, and ran towards Gu Yin and Ning Shiqian: "Fourth brother."

He threw himself into Gu Yin's arms and looked at Ning Shiqian, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Are you okay? I heard that you are allergic." Gu Yin asked.

The little guy shook his head, and with this shake, tears came out. He sniffed and said, "I'm already fine."

Finally, he turned back and pointed at the gloves on the table: "The gloves my concubine made for me."

He just felt a lot more comfortable after putting on the gloves.

Ning Shiqian raised his hand and touched his little head without saying anything.

It seems that when Lu Chengxi came to stop him, the imperial doctor had already cured him. Fortunately.

"Then let's settle the accounts now." Bai Jiuxiao walked to a soft chair next to him, lifted up his robe and sat down.

Ning Qingzhou held Gu Yin in one hand and Ning Shiqian in the other. The three of them stood in front of her and looked at her.

Bai Jiuxiao took out a painting from his sleeve, raised his arm and shook it open with a "swish".

"Here, you three will explain one by one."

It was the portrait of the Fourth Prince Sang Lin that Ning Qingzhou had painted.

Ning Qingzhou's face turned pale immediately, and her eyes were full of panic and fear.

Gu Yin felt the little guy's hands shaking, but he didn't take the initiative to make a sound.

The man in the portrait had Guan Gong eyebrows, triangular eyes, a hooked nose, protruding lips, and a big black mole on the right side of his face, which he didn't recognize.

However, even though he didn't know the reason, he knew that it must have something to do with him, so he kept silent and watched the changes.

Ning Shiqian narrowed his eyes and pursed his thin lips slightly.

In fact, when Bai Jiuxiao said he wanted to settle accounts with the three of them, he had already guessed that it was because of this painting.

"Nine Princes"

As soon as he opened his lips to explain, he was interrupted by Bai Jiuxiao: "Speak first!"

She was referring to Ning Qingzhou.

"You are a painter, please tell me first. Is the fourth brother you painted similar to the fourth brother in front of you?"

"I"

"Don't tell me that it's because of my poor painting skills that the painting doesn't look the same. Doesn't it have anything to do with my painting skills?" Bai Jiuxiao blocked any excuses he might come up with.

Ning Qingzhou bit her lip and was so anxious that she almost cried.

Ning Shiqian held his hand and wrote words quickly on his palm with his thumb calmly.

Ning Qingzhou trembled and said, "This is what my fourth brother looks like when he wears a human skin mask."

Just now, what his fourth brother wrote on his palm was the word "human skin mask".

"The Fourth Prince really loves wearing this human skin mask, so when the Ninth Prince asked Ning that day, Ning also said that he was the Fourth Prince." Ning Shiqian spoke up at the right time.

After hearing this, Gu Yin certainly understood what was going on and immediately spoke.

"Yes, I often wear this human skin mask when I go out. This mask is like my second face. Anyone who knows me or is familiar with me knows this face."

"The Eleventh Prince may have thought that this face was more distinctive, with more obvious features, and easier to draw, so he drew it." Ning Shiqian agreed again.

I'm just singing a double act here.

Bai Jiuxiao sneered, tore the portrait in half, and then tore it into pieces again and again.

Raising his arms, confetti flew into the air.

"Do you think this king is stupid?"

The three of them were shocked.

Ning Shiqian and Gu Yin were just about to plead for mercy when they saw Bai Jiuxiao getting up from his seat.

"Well, for the sake of the fourth prince personally coming to Zhao to apologize, I will not pursue the case this time. If there is another time, it will be useless even if Emperor Sang Lin comes. You can go and find out who has ever deceived you.

Do all the people of this king have the same fate?"

All three of them took a shaky breath.

"Ning Qingzhou is a hostage after all. It is an exception for the fourth prince to come to see him. Now that we have met, it's time to leave." Bai Jiuxiao directly issued an order to expel the guest.

Gu Yin and Ning Shiqian looked at each other, clasped their fists and bowed: "Thank you, Lord Ninth."

Anyway, it’s enough to confirm that it’s safe on October 1.

The three of them left just as they came.

Ning Qingzhou stood at the gate, watching them out of Fuxia Palace with red eyes, until his back could no longer be seen, and he did not turn around for a long time.

*

"I don't know how long the Fourth Prince will stay in Da Zhao this time. I will ask someone to arrange a post for the Fourth Prince." Bai Jiuxiao said.

Gu Yin glanced at Ning Shiqian and politely refused.

"Thank you Ninth Prince for your kindness. No, I will return to Sanglin in the next two days and will not stay in Da Zhao for a long time. Moreover, this trip to Da Zhao is my personal behavior. My father doesn't know about it yet. Ninth Prince doesn't have to

As a courtesy of diplomatic relations. Ning Si is my dear friend, and I haven’t seen him for a long time. I would like to stay in Nanliyuan for the next two days to rekindle old friendship with him."

"Okay." Bai Jiuxiao didn't force himself, and looked at the two of them with a hint of interest and ridicule in his eyes.

*

Looking back on the way to Nanli Garden, Ning Shiqian asked Gu Yin: "Are all my father's secret guards under your control?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" With Ning Shiqian, Gu Yin basically wouldn't hide anything that could be told, unless it was a secret that really couldn't be told.

"Their tasks are given to you by the Emperor Father, and you assign them to them, not by the Emperor Father himself, right?"

"Yes," Gu Yin nodded, "In principle, this is the case, but there are also some special circumstances where the emperor will directly assign a task to a certain secret guard. Such cases are rare."

"Do you know all the secret guards?"

"Of course, not only do we know each other, but we also know each person's background, temperament, and expertise. Otherwise, how can we assign tasks in the most reasonable manner? What's wrong? Why are you asking these questions all of a sudden?"

Ning Shiqian narrowed his eyes: "It's nothing, I'm just a little curious."
Chapter completed!