Chapter 429 If you want to complain, just complain about your bloodline
Lengliu lay on the bed sweating profusely and looking pale.
His left leg was wrapped very thickly with splints and bandages, and the slightest movement would cause excruciating pain.
He himself was unconscious due to the severe pain, and moaned in pain from time to time.
Shao Wuji asked condescendingly: "How did Dr. Leng get injured in the fall?"
Lengliu seemed to be awakened by his voice. He shook his head with half-closed eyes and said with difficulty: "I lost my footing."
The pharmacy of the Royal Hospital has a large collection of medicines and is also large. There is a high white marble staircase outside.
Other doctors at the Royal Hospital said that when they found Dr. Leng, he was unconscious in the snow and his left leg was broken.
The snow on the stone steps showed traces of slipping.
It seems that he slipped and fell.
However, at this critical moment, Shao Wuji did not dare to take it lightly, and still asked: "Did you make a mistake yourself, or something happened."
Lengliu seemed to be about to faint from the pain, but he still said clearly: "I lost my footing."
Shao Wuji frowned and left in a hurry.
The room became quiet, Lengliu opened his eyes and recalled what happened last night.
The man pushed him into the snow, gagged him, broke his left leg, dragged him to the stone steps, and pushed him down.
In the heartbreaking pain, the man left a sentence:
"My master knows what you have done. If you still want to save your life, just keep your mouth shut."
"My master also asked me to tell you what you should do and what should not be done in the future. Imperial Doctor Wang Leng has an idea."
"As for what happened in the past, if you dare to involve others, my master will make it impossible for you to live or die."
He was almost unconscious from the pain, and it was dark, so he couldn't see the man's face clearly.
But he remembered that voice.
If he admits that he was beaten and fractured, the Holy One will order a search throughout the palace and he will surely be found.
The man did not deliberately conceal who sent him.
But Lengliu couldn't admit it.
He knew that he was the person sent by King Xiaoyao.
Otherwise, the crime of regicide would not be as simple as breaking a leg of an imperial doctor.
King Xiaoyao guessed that he and Gu Yu were conspiring to attack the Holy Lord. It was not that he didn't want to kill him, but he was just worried about Gu Yu.
Both sides are hostile to each other.
It’s just Gu Yu...
Bone-piercing pain kept coming, making him tremble all over.
Lengliu opened his eyes, eyes full of hatred mixed with a bit of pleasure.
Xiaoyao Wang, so what if she likes you?
So what if you two are in love?
If you want to blame, blame your damn blood.
There was a burst of low laughter in the dim room.
On the other side, Shao Wuji took the inner guards back to recover.
The Holy Master looked gloomy and said, "How was the investigation?"
Shao Wuji said: "The imperial doctor Leng said it was a mistake, and the other imperial doctors said they didn't hear anything."
The Holy One turned the eighteen pieces in his hand and said, "Slip? How come the imperial doctor next to me didn't stumble and fall down the steps, but it was the imperial doctor Leng who was following me who slipped?"
The Holy Spirit felt that Lengliu's words that he whispered in his ears every day still had an effect.
He repeatedly warned himself not to get angry and barely suppressed his anger.
Shao Wuji said: "I have moved Imperial Doctor Leng out of the palace and arranged for the internal guards to be hidden in Imperial Doctor Leng's mansion. If anyone wants to attack Imperial Doctor Leng, they will be able to catch them all."
The Holy Sage said: "What if the person behind it won't take action again?"
Shao Wuji said: "I already have suspicions. If this matter really becomes an unresolved case, then we will kill everyone who is suspected."
The Holy Emperor did not comment on Shao Wuji's words and said: "My palace has long been riddled with holes and is full of moths."
Shao Wuji said: "I will conduct a thorough investigation of the whole palace."
The Holy Master closed his eyes and said slowly: "Check."
There have been one incident after another recently, which has given the Holy Spirit a sudden sense of crisis.
Someone wants to kill the king.
The Holy Spirit is certain of this outcome.
First he was poisoned, then he was rescued by Dr. Leng, and now something happened to Dr. Leng again.
Who is it?
Who is so bold?
Dare to stir up trouble in the palace?
Are they remnants of the Xu family? People from the Ninth Prince's faction? Or people from the Fifth or Sixth Prince?
The Holy Admiral has suspected everyone who should be suspicious, but still cannot give an accurate result.
The Holy One opened his eyes, filled with murderous intent.
Since someone wants him dead, then the next person to come forward.
He's the murderer behind it.
The Holy Master turned around and the Eighteenth Son's hand suddenly tightened.
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The Lantern Festival is one of the most grand festivals of the year during the Yu Dynasty.
Although it is freezing cold and snowflakes are flying, it cannot stop the enthusiasm of Kyoto people, who come out in droves to have fun.
You can see jugglers, hawkers, storytellers, and candy sellers everywhere on the streets.
The most eye-catching thing is Lian Laoguai’s light array.
People were standing outside the lantern array, and they were still talking about how at last year's Lantern Festival, the lantern array put up by the old monster was broken through and won the title of lantern champion.
Lian Laoguai and Ju Zishi were sitting in the attic, waiting for this year's lantern leader to be taken off.
The crowd was surging and bustling, and everyone's face was filled with happiness and joy.
Gu Yu was dressed in Tsing Yi, with an expressionless face as she walked from one burst of laughter to another.
Someone stopped her and said, "My lord, would you like to see the mask?"
Gu Yu turned around and saw that he was still the mask vendor.
The vendor was also a little surprised and said: "Hey, it's you, but you still want to buy a mask? I'll give it cheaper to you, an old customer."
The stall receives a lot of customers every day, but Gu Yu and Junze have outstanding looks and are unforgettable.
Gu Yu looked at the masks lined up on the stall. The two masks she and Junze bought last time were reproduced exactly the same by the vendors and placed on top.
Seeing that Gu Yu didn't speak or move, the vendor said casually: "Isn't the nobleman who was with you last time here?"
Gu Yu didn't answer and left directly.
Gu Yu came to the bridge they had agreed upon. People around her came and went, but no one stopped for her.
She didn't know how long she stood there, until the bustle gradually dissipated, and only people crossing the bridge in twos, twos, or threes would glance sideways at this man with snowflakes on his shoulders.
The scene agreed with Junze seemed to be right in front of me.
They confirmed each other again and again.
Everyone felt uneasy, but they all answered firmly again and again:
will come.
The night is getting dark.
The snow is getting heavier.
The lights everywhere were extinguished.
There were no traces of the pedestrians on the road.
Only the muddy snow on the ground still indicates the excitement of tonight.
Lian Laoguai's lamp array was brilliant, but one by one they were extinguished amidst Lian Laoguai's sigh.
Ju Zishi said: "She broke her promise."
Even the old weirdo felt unhappy and said, "Who knows what's going on?"
When I was returning from work, I saw a figure on the bridge in the distance, seemingly waiting for someone.
It's just that it's far away and it's dark, so I can't see clearly.
Old Monster Lian said aggrievedly: "Why are so many people breaking their promises today?"