With a twist of his wrist, the sharp sword blade was pointed directly at the opponent's throat.
Seeing that her move contained a sharp force and was definitely not a random move, the man's eyes darkened and he actually used his hands as fists to block it.
The dagger was shaken by the breath and let out a low cry. Feng Yinwan's fingertips holding the sword hilt felt numb, and her heart suddenly condensed.
The strength of this assassin cannot be underestimated.
Seeing that she had broken him, the other party simply stopped trying to escape and started fighting with her. After a few moves, Feng Yinwan was still slightly defeated.
The movement of Ye Tingyun and others could be heard in the distance. Seeing the palm avoiding the dagger and heading straight for her face, Feng Yinwan's beautiful eyes froze and she quickly swung out the silver needle hidden in her sleeve.
The silver needle was tempered with extremely powerful anesthetic. With just one shot, the assassin would fall to the ground.
She calculated the right moment to take action, and where her fingertips landed, the silver needle had already pierced through the clothes and accurately pierced the assassin's forearm.
The curve of the corners of her lips had not yet widened. In the next moment, the assassin ignored his injuries and used all his strength to knock her back with a palm.
"Um……"
This palm was impartial and landed on her left shoulder with great precision. The old injury that was deep enough to the bone had not yet completely healed. Feng Yinwan groaned, and pain suddenly escaped from between her teeth.
As if he had expected this, the assassin covered his forearm and quickly turned away.
Under the darkness, Feng Yinwan couldn't see his eyes clearly, but she could tell from this palm that this was the person who attacked her before!
"Who are you?"
It would take some time for Ye Tingyun to bring her people over. Before that, she had to control the situation.
But the other party didn't want to confront him. The moment he finished speaking, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he used his inner strength to force the silver needle out.
The palm wind struck again, this move was aimed at taking her life. There was no way to avoid it except the railing, so Feng Yinwan had no choice but to face it head-on.
The confrontation was imminent, but his body was enveloped by a strong chill. In the next moment, fine wind from his palm exploded in front of his eyes. The man was knocked back several steps. He seemed to realize something and ran away quickly.
Can't let him run away!
Feng Yinwan frowned and wanted to catch up, but unexpectedly the shackles around her waist tightened and pulled her back in an instant.
A cold breath suddenly poured into his nose, and in the quiet night, the vague cold fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood quietly filled the air.
Feng Yinwan's breathing stopped for a moment.
A secret thought emerged in her mind, and before she could confirm anything, her body was already loosened.
The world was spinning in front of his eyes, and the chill he felt when he regained consciousness had long since receded. He stood up hastily, leaving only an afterimage in his sight.
"etc."
The voice blurted out first, the shadows of the trees danced down, and the stern profile of his face froze slightly, but he did not look back.
Feng Yinwan opened her lips. During the moment of hesitation, the fire in the distance was already approaching.
"What about the assassin?"
Ye Tingyun ran ahead with a lantern, and the eunuchs followed closely behind. However, they looked around but could not find any trace of the assassin, and they were suddenly confused.
"It's strange, we clearly heard the sound just now..."
The figure in the darkness had long since disappeared. Feng Yinwan retracted her eyes, her eyelashes lowered thoughtfully.
"Stop looking for him, he's already gone."
"Run away?!"
Ye Tingyun suddenly exclaimed, "Why don't you delay? We originally had a good plan, but now we have failed!"
If it doesn't happen tonight, it will definitely be a mistake.
Feng Yinwan naturally knew this. She pursed her lips slightly and said, "Let's go back first."
She said she was going back, but when she passed the Jiuzhou Champs Elysées, she took the opportunity to turn in. Ye Tingyun frowned when she saw this, and immediately followed her in.
At this time, the servants had been sent back to the veranda, and only Qingruo was left to wait on him in the palace. He was slightly startled when he saw them.
"His Royal Highness King Yun, Princess."
Feng Yinwan nodded and looked past her straight in.
"Has the prince woke up?"
Unexpectedly, Qingruo shook his head, "Not really."
After a pause, he nodded again, "Dr. Jiang said that the prince's injury has shown signs of improvement today. His Highness and Princess should not worry too much. I believe the prince will wake up soon."
Feng Yinwan responded, took another look from a distance through the screen, turned around and left Jiuzhou Champs Elysées.
Ye Tingyun was concerned about the assassin and followed him reluctantly.
"Seeing that you are so worried, what happened just now?"
When they were on the other side, they had clearly seen the figure of the assassin. According to Feng Yinwan's temperament, he might have already caught up with him, so how could he escape so easily.
Feng Yinwan pursed her lips, and there was a hint of concentration in her eyes.
"That assassin's skills are superior to mine, and anesthesia has no effect on him."
The amount of medicine on the needle is enough to knock down a cow. Even if a martial arts practitioner has deep internal strength, the reaction will never be so light.
Unless, the other person's body has taken a lot of drugs for a long time, and like her, has developed resistance to ordinary drugs.
Feng Yinwan's beautiful eyebrows furrowed secretly when she thought of the strange fragrance that caused her fetal energy to become unstable.
With such a weird technique, could it be that this assassin has any connection with the elixir medicine sect?
And that figure with a cold air...
The doubts lingered in his mind. Hearing the seriousness of the matter, Ye Tingyun frowned, but he was somewhat thankful when he opened his mouth.
"Fortunately, you are not in serious trouble. It seems that we have underestimated the enemy in this matter. However, with this incident, I believe they will restrain themselves a little in the near future and will not blatantly do harm to you again."
The medicinal materials were brought into the palace by Jiang Rumo on the second day. Feng Yinwan prepared the medicine according to the dosage marked on the prescription. As he wanted to decoct the medicine for Concubine Li, he took it to the Imperial Hospital to have it cooked.
Ye Tingyun ordered someone to find a death row prisoner to test the medicine. After drinking a whole bowl, the prisoner's complexion soon became abnormal.
Feng Yinwan stared at it, her fingertips calmly pressing the silver needle on her waist.
"Back off."
Not sure what kind of prescription this was, everyone immediately stepped back after hearing the words. Seeing the prisoner's reaction becoming more and more abnormal, Feng Yinwan frowned and was about to take action, but the prisoner fell to the ground first.
Jiang Rumo stepped forward to check, "Princess, she has a high fever."
After the high fever, vomiting and fainting followed. Feng Yinwan watched, her beautiful eyebrows gradually furrowed.
Symptoms like these are not unfamiliar.
Jiang Rumo naturally noticed something strange, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and he looked towards her almost in shock.
"Princess, it's... malaria!"
High fever, chills, vomiting, and fainting are almost every symptom that matches malaria.
As soon as these words came out, a little cold sweat seemed to break out on Jiang Rumo's forehead.
Ye Tingyun had also been to the quarantine facility, so he knew about malaria, so he was a little shocked when he heard this.
"Mr. Jiang, what are you talking about? This prescription...is a prescription for malaria?!"
It stands to reason that malaria is a bacterial infection and cannot be caused by medicine, but the symptoms before him are real, and Jiang Rumo was a little unsure for a while.
When everyone was panicking, Feng Yinwan's calm voice sounded.