"Oh? I wonder what kind of good news Master Feng Pavilion has brought back to me."
There was a cold sneer in these words, and there was no trace of trust.
Feng Wuxi curled his lips, "There are many guards around King Mo. It is not easy to kill him, so I did not plan to succeed in one fell swoop from the beginning. Attacking him head-on is just an illusion."
"Illusion?"
Ye Tingyan narrowed his eyes when he heard the sound, and when he raised his eyes, he saw him glancing at Feng Yinwan who was looking back.
"Didn't the Second Prince just now not understand why the master wanted to bring Divine Doctor Jiang there?"
"During the turmoil, let Doctor Jiang take the opportunity to poison King Mo. This is my plan."
The word "poison" obviously made Ye Tingyan's eyebrows frown for a moment.
He still doesn't know the strength of this Jiang Wan. If this person is really a master of using poison, why is it that half a day has passed and there is no news from Huafang that Ye Tinglan has suffered an accident?
"Master Feng Pavilion is not trying to trick me, right?"
"Don't dare."
Feng Wuxi handed over his hand, "The Emperor's intention of sending King Mo to the south this time is probably very clear to the Second Prince. If he is killed in Jiangzhou at this time, it will definitely make people suspicious."
"So, what I ordered Divine Doctor Jiang to administer is a chronic poison that is not easy to detect. It will take effect slowly during the southern tour, so that no one can see anything abnormal, but it can silently drain King Mo's body."
I will naturally know this after listening to the words these nights.
After the incident with the Feng family, although the emperor said nothing, he was already suspicious of him and Ye Tingyu. This time he specially asked Yun Shu to accompany Ye Tinglan during this southern tour in order to borrow Dingnan's help.
The king's power sounded the alarm for them.
The southern tour had only been started for a few days, and it was indeed too hasty to start at this time, but according to the established route, Jiangzhou would be followed by Jinzhou and Yuzhou.
Jinzhou is where his power lies, and Yuzhou is where Ye Tingyu’s mother’s family’s power lies. Then they will only be even more incapable of taking action!
"I can't wait that long. Ye Tinglan will stay in Jiangzhou for a few more days. If you find another opportunity, you must get rid of him before he arrives in Jinzhou! Otherwise..."
The strong fierceness in his eyes came up again, Feng Wuxi's eyes darkened, and he nodded immediately.
"knew."
The carriage slowly drove out of the inn, but stopped in the shadows.
A corner of the car curtain was lifted, and in the darkness, Ye Tingyan's gloomy face faintly emerged.
"Immediately order someone to send a message to Wuxi Pavilion. Before this matter is accomplished, Feng Yueli must be brought under control by this king."
He glanced at the inn secretly and said harshly, "If he dares to play any tricks, I will make him regret it!"
…
"Poisoning" should be part of their plan, but Feng Yinwan still didn't understand what this had to do with giving her a disguise.
"Can it be removed?"
The fingertips just touched the fake leather under the mask, and were stopped by Feng Wuxi in an instant.
"Why are you so anxious? You can't take this thing off by yourself. It's hard to keep it on. I will help you take it off tomorrow."
"tomorrow?!"
When Feng Yinwan heard that he had to wear it all night, Feng Yinwan's face instantly went numb.
But this guy didn't lie to her. He stretched out his hand and touched it twice, but she couldn't even find a gap in the fit, so she had to give up.
Turning around, he saw Feng Wuxi straightening his clothes, as if he was about to go out.
Feng Yinwan glanced at the night that had fallen outside and frowned, "You still want to go out?"
Feng Wuxi glanced at her and reluctantly explained, "I am going back to Wuxi Pavilion tonight, so please wait here."
"?"
This guy actually went back secretly without taking her with him!
Before the question could be spoken, Feng Wuxi flew out of the window, and in an instant, she was the only one left in the room.
Feng Yinwan looked at the flickering candlelight on the table and expressed her gratitude.
No one cares about her, but she is happy to be quiet.
After dinner, he went back to his room to rest, and was about to practice hard again. Unexpectedly, when he raised his hand, his eyes fell on his precious bracelet, and he was immediately startled.
Her bracelet seems to be fading even more.
After taking the Qiling Pill, several brown lines appeared on the body of the bracelet. She just thought that she was deceived by the ninety-nine yuan, so she didn't pay attention to it. But now these lines are obviously showing a tendency to expand. Compared with before,
, it is already quite obvious.
Along with this, there is a secret and strange fragrance.
Thinking of the strange appearance of the bracelet yesterday, Feng Yinwan frowned, and the figure of the man in black clothes appeared again in his mind.
Last night, she followed the instructions all the way to the outside of the ruined temple, but she didn't expect to find traces of the man in black clothes again.
Although she still doesn't know where the other person comes from, what is certain is that there seems to be some vague connection between the bracelet and them, especially... the man who has his back to her from beginning to end.
There was a feeling of surprise and doubt in her heart. Before she could study the matter thoroughly, the candlelight in the room suddenly went out.
At the same time, a chill suddenly hit from behind. Feng Yinwan's heart tightened and she immediately ducked sideways.
The cold breath brushed against her temples, and the moonlight outside the house was dim. In the haze, she could only vaguely see the outlines of the people in the room.
That was a man, to be precise, a man whose skills were far superior to hers!
Not wanting to say anything at all, Feng Yinwan was struck by another dense palm wind. Feng Yinwan dodged the attack, not daring to be careless.
She had only finished half of the Qingying Needle, and she was at the end of her rope after just a few moves. However, the man's killing moves continued, pressing harder and harder, not giving her any room to breathe.
"Well……"
That palm was originally aimed at her heart, but for some reason, it landed on her left shoulder.
Feng Yinwan covered her shoulders and backed away, but the man on the other side seemed to recognize something and stopped at this moment.
"You are not her."
The moment these words were spoken, Feng Yinwan froze.
This voice... is Ye Tinglan!
So just now he kept forcing himself to take action, was he testing?
In a moment of surprise, the thin neck was tightly strangled.
The candlelight in the room was lit again, and Ye Tinglan's cold face came into view.
"Tell me why this silver needle is in your hand."
The thing held between those slender knuckles was clearly her unique silver needle, and the tip of the needle was faintly tinged with purple. It was undoubtedly the one she threw at the ruined temple last night!
Feng Yinwan's heart was shaken, and a secret idea was about to come out.
The mysterious man dormant on the roof of the ruined temple last night, was Ye Tinglan?!
So today on the boat, the sharp look in his eyes that contained murderous intent meant that he had clearly recognized her!
To be precise, he recognized her as the person who secretly planned to turn the target on him last night.
"I am asking you why this silver needle is in your hand."
Feng Yinwan's silver needles were of a special shape and had special patterns on the tails, so there was no way he could mistake them.
But the Jiang Wan in front of me is a man, and his technique of using needles is completely different from Feng Yinwan. How could he...
Her dark eyes narrowed for a moment, and the big, sharp-jointed hands moved away from her neck and went straight to the mask on Feng Yinwan's face.