She belongs to him from head to toe, and no man can covet her.
Shen Ning pushed away ruthlessly, "You've been drinking, don't touch me during this period."
Xiao Weijing, "..."
What kind of face does a man want? He doesn't want it when he hugs her. It's greasy and crooked.
Shen Ning was bothered by him, pushing acupoints and massaging her, as if he was serving a wealthy landlord.
"Your Majesty."
Chujiu's voice suddenly sounded outside.
Xiao Weijing felt displeased that his subordinates were not discerning, "What's the matter?"
"Tamu just died."
Xiao Weijing was startled. The two sides will hold the first round of peace talks tomorrow. Tamu was the leader of the negotiations in Mongolia, but he died on the eve of the talks?
"How did you die?"
"Assassinated."
Xiao Weijing frowned, having a hunch that he was right, and the peace talks would not be that easy.
After getting up and dressing, he hugged Shen Ning and said, "Get some rest early, you don't have to wait for me to come back."
The peace talks caused a lot of turmoil, and Shen Ning couldn't help but feel a little worried, "You should also pay attention."
Tamu was once the soul of the Mongolian army and the person in charge of the peace talks, but he was suddenly stabbed to death. Apparently someone did not want peace between the two countries and tried to provoke a war.
No matter who killed Tamu, after all, he died in Jian'an City, and the peace talks were secondary. He was most afraid that the Mongolian army would also be used, and if a fight broke out, it would not end well.
Xiao Weijing warned, "You should also be careful, listen to me and don't go out."
Someone had sneaked in last night and was quietly taken care of by the secret guards, but they just didn't let her know.
"We're not going to fight again, are we?"
Military pay and food cannot keep up, and neither can afford to fight each other. If we really engage in reckless fighting, it will be hell on earth.
"Don't worry, I will take care of it."
Shen Ning believed her, but still didn't fall asleep and felt vaguely uneasy.
Xiao Weijing didn't come back all night, and even at noon there was no sign of him. Shen Ning couldn't help but ask the housekeeper, "Where is the prince?"
"The prince went to the inn where the Mongolian troops stayed, and then returned to Beida camp overnight. There is no news of his return yet."
"Have peace talks been held between the two sides?"
The housekeeper shook his head, "Tamu died in Jian'an City, and the Mongolian congressmen blocked the state capital, demanding justice for them."
"How can we give them justice?" Shen Ning frowned, "Have you already found out who the murderer is?"
"Not yet, but the Mongolian peace delegation insists that Tamu died at the hands of the Min people."
"An autopsy was performed?"
"No, they don't agree."
Shen Ning frowned, "What did the prefect say?"
"I wanted to investigate thoroughly, but I encountered many obstacles."
This matter is said to be difficult, and it is indeed very difficult, but it is actually easy to solve, as long as the North's fist is strong enough.
As long as the Northern Army is invincible, not to mention the death of one Tamu, but the death of two, what can they do?
In the final analysis, it still depends on the Northern Army.
Xiao Weijing sat in the Beida Camp overnight and made his attitude clear. The Mongolian country must think twice before using violence.
Shen Ning was so intrigued by the power that she didn't ask any further questions. Something happened before the peace talks were over, so she stopped going out to cause trouble and continued to find people to play mahjong with.
However, there is still news coming in.
Tamu was stabbed to death, a total of twenty-eight times, all of which were fatal.
After hearing that he had been stabbed so many times, Shen Ning felt relieved. It was impossible for a professional killer to make such a mistake. It was obvious that he was seeking revenge.
As for how Honglu Temple and the prefect deal with the Mongolian Kingdom, we have to look at their talking skills.
I heard that there is already a confrontation at the border, and it is hard to say whether the gunfire will go off, but Shen Ning believes that with Xiao Weijing in charge, even if there is a fight, the other party will not take advantage.
Spring thunder suddenly sounded in the middle of the night, and rain continued until dawn all night long.
In the morning, I was in a daze when I was woken up by a quick knock on the door, "Princess."
It was Chujiu's voice, full of anxiety.
He is Xiao Weijing's secret guard and will not leave his master's side unless there are special circumstances.
Shen Ning suddenly had a bad feeling and quickly stood up and opened the door.
Chujiu was wet all over and seemed to be injured. His face was as pale as wax, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is injured."
"Is life in danger?"
Are you sure it's not a joke like last time? Shen Ning looked bad.
"The assassin suddenly broke in last night. The prince was not seriously injured, but he fell unconscious afterwards. Han Cheng said that he was most likely poisoned, but the poison has not yet been found out."
Xiao Weijing is very skilled in martial arts and there are secret guards around him. How could he be injured?
The dog man was so strong that he would regularly check his pulse to replenish his body if he was afraid of kidney deficiency. Shen Ning treated him so that not only did he not suffer from kidney deficiency, but he also eliminated the remaining toxins from severe poisoning. There was no possibility of chronic poisoning.
If it is acute poisoning, the characteristics will be very obvious, and it is impossible for Han Cheng not to detect it.
No matter what, saving people is the most important thing.
In desperation, Shen Ning did not forget to change into men's clothes. Female family members were not allowed to enter the military camp at will. She did not take Zhu Qing with her, but called Eleven Xiaoqin and other secret guards.
The carriage left the mansion and hurried to the Northern Army.
Shen Ning asked Chujiu to get into the carriage and treat the injury on his arm.
Chu Jiu abided by his duty and said, "Princess, my subordinate's injury does not matter."
People are about to die, and they still insist that nothing is wrong. It is just a taboo about men and women not being able to kiss each other.
Shen Ning called Eleven in and threw two bottles of medicine over, "For external use and internal use, don't use the wrong medicine."
It rained and the road was muddy, but the carriage was so fast that it flew up and jolted people until their bones ached.
Beidaying is nearly two hundred miles away from Jian'an City, and it actually took two hours to get there.
The carriage drove straight in and stopped suddenly at the coach's camp. Shen Ning jumped out of the car and ran towards the tent.
She almost had a heart attack when she raised her head, forgetting that several generals from the Northern Army were there, she actually saw the emperor's uncle, Shen Huairen, and two other unfamiliar officials.
If you guessed correctly, it should be Honglu Temple.
Having seen the emperor's wise uncle, Shen Ning lowered her head subconsciously.
"Mr. Qiao, please come quickly." Han Cheng responded quickly and quickly invited Shen Ning into the inner tent.
Shen Ning lowered her head and followed him, noticing a few eyes falling on her.
Entering the inner tent, the handsome and handsome Xiao Weijing was lying on the couch unconscious, like a sleeping beauty.
Shen Ning lowered her voice, "Where is the prince injured?"
"Your Majesty's injury is not serious. I have bandaged it, but he has been unconscious. Please ask Mr. Qiao to think of a solution."
Shen Ning picked up Xiao Weijing's hand to feel the pulse, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and after a long time she changed her hand...
"Sir, what kind of poison can you diagnose?"
"There is nothing abnormal about the prince's pulse or internal organs, but his heart beats very slowly. Sorry, this is the first time I have seen this strange sign. Please allow me to check it carefully."
As he said that, he put his hand into the quilt and started to pick it up...
Han Cheng's brows knitted into knots. Is the princess definitely treating an illness?
By the way, what on earth is she paying for? I'm really worried.
After a while, she took her hand out and said, "Sorry for my poor medical skills, I really can't diagnose what disease the prince is suffering from, but his symptoms are somewhat similar to the cases I have heard about."
"What disease?"
"sleeping Beauty."
Han Cheng's jaw almost dropped, and he spoke after a long while: "How to treat this disease?"