When Feng Wuxi and others returned, two arrows had been taken out from Song Qingan's back.
Upon entering the door, he saw this situation. The man raised his eyebrows, turned around and left.
After waiting outside for a long time, the door finally opened, and the smell of blood rushed out of the room before Feng Yin did.
"Is Miye back?"
They were originally a small team with weak manpower, but the top of the valley was still...
The subordinates on the side were obviously worried about this matter. Hearing this, they immediately shook their heads and said, "Never."
From these two words, you can get the general idea.
They should have been captured.
Feng Yinwan's eyebrows furrowed secretly, and she raised her eyes to look at Feng Wuxi, asking more questions.
"You already knew what happened tonight?"
She originally thought that this man left without saying a word and returned to Wuxi Pavilion, but she did not expect that he would appear here tonight.
If there wasn't a reason, how could it be such a coincidence?
Feng Wuxi glanced at her, with a rare hesitation on his face.
"It doesn't count."
Feng Yinwan frowned, "What do you mean?"
The people from the north didn't see through their plan, and everything should have gone smoothly, if it weren't for the well-prepared imperial troops and the cold arrows released from the top of the valley...
Feng Wuxi pursed his lips.
"That day, I left with Ye Tinglan's carriage."
The matter of asking for Yuzhi grass seemed very strange to him.
Originally, I just wanted to follow him to find out what was going on, but I didn't want to chase him all the way to the capital, and also learned about Bai Mu Lingxi.
His first reaction after hearing the news was that it was done intentionally.
Ye Tinglan was making plans, but no one thought that Feng Yinwan would be involved.
"It's indeed him!"
The moment the suspicion in his mind was confirmed, a burst of fire shot up on Feng Yinwan's head.
"That day at the Fairy Medicine Association, he was not poisoned at all!"
The strength and accuracy of those arrows today were definitely not something that a person who was poisoned could shoot.
What Yu Zhi Cao, he was clearly acting from the beginning.
Even the news about Bai Mu Lingxi was probably released intentionally by him.
But why would he do this?!
Feng Wuxi was also puzzled, "What do you want Baimu Lingxi to do?"
She is not such a reckless person. How could she easily become an enemy of the royal family before she was still young?
As for the reason, he could probably guess one.
Feng Jinchen.
Sure enough, just listen to what she said.
"The poison in Chen Chen's body needs to be suppressed with it."
Not wanting to say anything at all, Feng Yinwan casually stuffed a bottle of medicine into his hands and walked straight out.
"You stay and give him medicine."
If she understood correctly, she should be talking about Song Qing'an, who was still unconscious in the room.
Feng Wuxi stared at the medicine bottle in his hand, his eyebrows almost twisted into the character "Chuan".
"I? Give it to him?"
"Feng Yinwan, my master has never done such a thing!"
However, the slender figure ignored his dissatisfaction and disappeared from sight.
Feng Wuxi's face was extremely dark when he came out. He grabbed the man in Xuanyi beside him and stuffed the medicine bottle into him with a force that could not be refused.
"You, go in and give him medicine."
The man in Xuan Yi wanted to say why he should listen to you, but then he thought about it. After all, the person lying inside was the Holy Lord’s good friend, General Song, whom everyone in his sect liked very much.
So, he endured it, took the medicine and went in.
Feng Wuxi thought about it, but still felt a little angry. He snorted coldly and grabbed the man in Xuanyi on the other side.
"Where is your lady?"
The man in Xuanyi looked at him with alert eyes.
"I don't know."
"..."
After searching inside and outside twice, there was no sign of Feng Yinwan. Remembering the anger in her eyes when she left just now, Feng Wuxi's eyes darkened and he immediately rode out.
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Prince Mo's Mansion.
I haven't been back for several years, but the palace is still the same as before.
But time flies by, things change and people change. Now standing here again, Feng Yinwan only has unquenchable anger in her heart.
Ye Tinglan did not return to the palace, and Qi Xuan was nowhere to be seen. There was no one in the huge palace, which made it easier for her to move.
Walking along the roof, avoiding the hidden sentry, she flew down in front of a yard.
When the silver moon was obscured by clouds and mist again, a delicate but powerful figure flashed over the palace very quickly. The birds perched on the branches were startled for a moment, and then quickly merged into the silent night sky.
The moment his toes hit the ground, a light tut came from behind him.
Feng Yinwan turned around, only to find that Feng Wuxi had followed him at some point.
"Why are you following me?"
Before leaving, she seemed to have asked this guy to stay and give Song Qingan medicine.
Facing her look, Feng Wuxi's expression darkened again.
"Don't worry, you Xuanmen practitioners are much better at applying medicine than I am."
Feng Yinwan thought about it for a while, and it was the same.
Nodding, she threw the figure on her shoulder onto the horse's back, and then got on the horse, all at once.
"go back."
After she said that, she rode her horse forward. Feng Wuxi glanced at it with interest and immediately followed her on horseback.
When he returned, Song Qingan had already woken up.
Feng Yinwan threw the man to his subordinates and gave instructions as he went inside.
"Early tomorrow morning, send someone to Prince Mo's Mansion to deliver a message. If they don't want to cause trouble to Princess An, in three days, go to Juxian Tower and exchange for Baimu Lingxi."
Glancing at Yun Shu, who was still unconscious, a cold expression appeared on her pretty face.
"Feed her the magic pill, and assign people to take turns watching her. Don't make any mistakes."
Asking for Yuzhi grass for love?
She wanted to see which one was more important, Yun Shu or Bai Mu Lingxi!
Ye Tinglan received the secret message early the next morning.
At that time, he had just returned from the palace. When he entered, the house was already in a mess.
Seeing him, the maid serving Yun Shu immediately ran forward crying.
"Your Majesty, something bad has happened. The princess...the princess is missing!"
"Missing?"
Those thin lips are cold and cold by nature.
This faint sound frightened the maid so much that she fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is aware of this! Last night, my slave had left the room after serving the princess, but who would have thought that if I look at it again this morning... I don't know why this slave is like this!"
Yun Shu, a seriously ill person, could disappear out of thin air in the palace. No one would believe this.
Ye Tinglan frowned slightly when he heard this, "Did you hear anything last night?"
There was a hint of darkness in his eyes, and the meaning in his deep eyes became increasingly unclear.
But the maid didn't dare to raise her head, she just shook her head when she heard this.
"There hasn't been any movement."
For a moment, the cold air above the head became slightly stronger, but before it could break out, the guards interrupted him.
"Your Majesty, I don't know who sent a secret letter, but it was marked on it and said that you should check it in person."
It was a thin, ordinary piece of letter paper, and the back was indeed marked with the four characters "King Mo's personal letter".
Ye Tinglan's eyes darkened, and the moment he opened it with the wind of his palm, a very faint fragrance suddenly came out.