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Chapter 330

The sickly beauty pinched the handkerchief and suddenly showed a weak smile, "It was a miscalculation. I didn't expect that Murong Linshen would even guard against the person next to him."

To be a wise king, one must not be dazzled by beauty.

I just didn't expect that Murong Linshen would be so cold and ruthless, and so suspicious that even the beauty who had been washed and put on the bed would quietly look at and reflect on her.

Extreme rationality does not seem to be mixed with any desire. When you think about it carefully, it is more terrifying than these details.

After she went to bed for the first time that day, Murong Linshen found himself feeling unwell in the next few days, so he thought of her.

As the King of Da Qi Juan, he did not turn over the cards many times, and the time between concubines' visits to bed was long, so it was convenient for him to catch the real culprit.

Not to mention, the secret letter from the gray pigeon that was secretly read later had already raised the suspicious king's vigilance to the highest level.

"Forget about the rest..." The other party didn't show any panic at all after being discovered. Instead, he focused his attention on her and asked steadily.

"But how on earth did you find out that I am not Zhao Qianran? My disguise is flawless. Even Nanyi people who specialize in this magic may not be able to recognize it at once."

"really."

Compared with Meng Nanke, who was in unrequited love, Zhao Qianran was consensual, so he was more successful. Zhao Qianran was so happy to see his lover, but he never thought that he would die in the next moment.

"I once went to the Meng Mansion, where I had family friends in the Zhao Mansion, and collected some scattered clues. I suddenly gave up on the sweethearts who had sworn to each other, and became indifferent to Miss Meng who was my childhood friend and even poisoned... So I have been observing in secret since I came back."

"Learning from previous lessons, I have practiced this move for so long just to deal with you Nanyi poisoners."

If you haven't had contact with the real Zhao Qianran, don't understand his temperament, and don't know anything about medicine, you probably won't be able to notice anything strange until you die.

"And tonight, you sensed that we had discovered something was wrong, so you wanted to use the method again on Madam Wei. After all, it is harder to suspect a pregnant woman. These speculations of mine...right?"

Seeing the people around her suddenly looking at her in fear and probing, Linlang bent down and smiled: "You've inquired clearly. You've really been eyeing me for a long time, right?"

"But just wait and see. What I'm waiting for is you, the prey."

"Originally, the person you chose was Miss Meng. After all, she has a better appearance. You deliberately pretended to be her sweetheart, but she didn't open the door for you, so you turned around and went to find Miss Zhao."

The guards lurking in the dark rushed up in an instant, pushed her to the ground, and tied her up tightly in the blink of an eye.

She had done a lot of work, so the palm of her hand was not very delicate, and even had a little callus. But such a hand was full of incompatible and terrifying strength.

These details were all discovered after her poison skills reached a high enough level and she looked back and reflected on the past.

"But my mother is not from Nanyi. My grandmother should be. But the emperor has known this for a long time. After all, if we don't find someone who knows how to poison, how will we catch you?"

Seeing that sowing discord failed, Zhao Meiren glared at her fiercely.

She has held grudges for the few times she died in the simulation for a long time.

And from the fact that her mother was treated coldly by her father when she married her, but she didn't even come back to see her, we know that her past life was probably not that good either.

He Chu is not the only one who knows the magic tricks of bone shrinkage and disguise.

This Nanyi craftsman is much more ruthless. Among the Nanyi secret arts, there is a forbidden technique that directly uses human skin as a coat, so her skin has been as pale as snow all year round, with a sickly feeling, and even the sun cannot warm it.

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Not only can he hold someone up easily, but he can also skillfully remove his opponent's jaw.

Linlang pointed at the palace maid next to Wei Huaishu who could move after death. She was already lying straight on the ground, motionless.

"As for the personal maid you brought from the Zhao family who died on the Ghost Festival after entering the palace, you probably killed her because you discovered something strange about your young lady. And you used Nanyi's corpse control technique to create a strange illusion.

, just right for cover-up."

It is true that there is no poisoning, and the person is still a normal person, but there is a different one inside, which is why it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

She didn't struggle, but suddenly shouted, "Yu Linlang, you are sorry for your mother!"

She twitched her cheeks, and the human skin on her body suddenly began to fall off from the top of her head like clothes. Like a torn package, inside was a body that had solidified blood.

Did she really think that she was just casually having nothing to do, and reported herself to the family with Murong Linshen? The reason for this was to keep everything in advance, just in case.

Although she was already suspicious at the time, she didn't expect it to be so bizarre. It wasn't until she met Murong Linshen who was pretending to be seriously ill that the clues finally connected like a candied haws skewer.

In order to put on this suitable human skin, she not only endured the same pain of shrinkage as He Chu, but also peeled off her own skin with her own hands...

"But no matter how disguised the appearance is, relationships and emotions are difficult to bear." Linlang stared at her and said coldly.

Everything went incredibly smoothly.

Linlang frowned tightly and continued: "You will enter the palace later, but I didn't expect that Mrs. Zhao would not agree."

"Mr. Zhao paid great attention to the friendship and commitment with the Meng family. No matter how hard he tried, he refused to let you enter the palace to serve the emperor. He insisted on marrying his family friend, so you decisively dealt with Mr. Zhao."

Moreover, Jing Jing hardly said anything and showed no expression... because the skin of a dead person is still stiff no matter how close it fits.

He was about to move his lower jaw back slightly, but before he could bite the poison packet in his mouth, the girl's slender, green-white hand pinched him firmly.

After being exposed one by one, 'Zhao Qianran' had no intention of denying it. Instead, he simply admitted, "What a pity. Your allegiance to Da Qi has simply undermined this rare talent..."

Linlang tucked the dagger hidden close to her wrist in her sleeves and nodded calmly as she replied, "You and the real Zhao Qianran are no different in appearance. After all, her own skin is now attached to your body."

Linlang bent her knees with a smile, pressed the opponent's back against his vest, and pushed the person heavily to the ground, "Don't rush to death yet, don't you just want to use provocation to force me to kill you now?"

"Since you are so loyal to Nanyi, why are you afraid of being tortured to extract a confession? Or...do you have other important secrets?"

The girl stretched out her hand and patted her face gently. Her voice was gentle and kind, but it contained the unique coldness of a hunter. "Let me guess, for example -"

"Are there any of your accomplices hiding in this palace?"
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