Ziqing waited until she fell asleep before going out.
Nan Linhuang fell asleep. As a subordinate, he couldn't be idle.
Ziqing summoned the secret guards: "Go and find out who assassinated the master and who was behind it."
"yes."
"Also... find out where their people are kept, what kind of poison is on the weapons they use, and bring back the antidote."
"yes."
You may be able to find someone to raise it, but finding an antidote is very difficult.
Nan Linhuang didn't bother to look for it just because he didn't want to waste manpower.
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Royal Palace.
"The emperor is drunk, go and make some sobering soup." The male waiter outside the door whispered.
In the main hall, no one dared to come in. The yellow curtains were fluttering, and the people on the bed sat up.
Nan Linting was wearing bright yellow pajamas, and there was no hint of drunkenness on her face. There was a woman in black kneeling in front of her.
"Your Majesty, Nan Linhuang is not dead. She returned to the city at noon today."
"..."
Nan Lintiao was unwilling to give in. She secretly raised these people for three or four years, and kept recharging her strength. Finally, she waited for the opportunity to assassinate Nan Linhuang. It was obviously a seamless plan, but she did not expect that Nan Linhuang would die.
So hard.
"I understand, please go down."
After the people left, Nan Linting was the only one left in the entire hall.
Nan Linting punched the bed several times in frustration. Not only had the assassination failed, but the person he raised might have been exposed.
If Nan Linhuang dug out the place where she raised her troops.
She has been preparing carefully for several years. Will she go back to the past one day?
I had to leave the palace again. The spies found out that Mr. Mu Yeling in the flower house is indeed a martial artist. There is definite evidence to prove that he is the leader of the martial arts league. A man who has become the leader of the martial arts league and can convince the public must be strong.
ability.
Most of the people in the court surrendered to Nan Linhuang and were afraid of Nan Linhuang.
Nan Linting felt that he needed to use the power of Jianghu to overthrow her.
Nan Linting couldn't come up with anything to persuade Mu Yeling. Her method was to make Mu Yeling fall in love with her. Once a man falls in love with a woman, he will be happy with her.
Just like the son of the minister...
Now Shangshu of the Ministry of Finance has leaned towards her.
Thinking of this, Nan Lintai felt much better.
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evening.
There is a burning cloud in the sky, the whole sky is red, the red light is printed on the wall, the red wall and red tiles are really beautiful.
The dungeon of the Princess's Mansion was also ablaze at the moment.
The dungeon is underground and requires torches for lighting. The bright red torches illuminate the entire cell red.
At this moment, two good-looking men were being hung. They were covered in blood and had many wounds on their bodies. The wounds were not deep but they were bleeding out.
Once the wound stops bleeding, someone will take a dagger and make another cut on the wound.
Ziqing was dressed in white and was incompatible with the entire dungeon. He stood aside and watched indifferently, and then he said, "You were the one who let out the news that His Highness was going to another courtyard? Who is your master?"
It was already obvious who their master was.
Ziqing just wanted to know if the news was released by these two people.
The two men were frightened out of their wits. They were used to Ziqing Wenwen arranging accommodation for them, but they never thought that the maid next to the eldest princess would have such a face!
"No...it's not us, we didn't release any news...we don't know anything..."
Ziqing sneered: "If you still dare to speak harshly, then just keep hanging on. We'll see if your mouth is more harsh or if you have enough blood in your body."
Suffering from pain and feeling the blood gradually draining from the body, I will not die immediately, but it hurts every moment. I can feel that my body is getting colder and colder, and the fear of death is sweeping over me.
This method is more torturous than any torture.
One person couldn't stand it anymore.
"I said! I said..."
Ziqing: "Say."
"Yes...it's the news we released. We don't know who our master is. We have never seen him. We are just following orders from above..."
This is the truth, they really don't know who their master is.
What Ziqing wants is for them to admit that they leaked the news.
After getting what he wanted, Ziqing reached out and took the dagger from the man next to him, and then before anyone could react, he took the dagger and plunged it into a man's chest!
The sound of the knife piercing into the flesh was clear and could be heard.
The man couldn't believe it. The pain made his face deformed, and finally he died unwillingly.
The people on the side were so frightened that they wanted to scream. Before they could even open their mouths to scream, someone stabbed their chests with a knife.
Ziqing killed two people in a row. He dropped the dagger on the ground, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and carefully wiped the blood spattered on his hands.
"Lord Ziqing, it would be hard to explain to the master if he killed them like this."
Ziqing said coldly: "I will explain myself and drag the remaining few in the backyard over. I suspect there are spies among them. I will never let the master go through what happened yesterday again. I would rather kill him by mistake than let him go."
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"yes……"
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