Liu Ruhai cursed secretly and had no choice but to walk out.
Song Chengming's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his face was as cold as frost.
Liu Ruhai stood three steps away, holding her hands and smiling, "Master Hou, why should you worry about it? There is no such thing. Madam Qing has always been loyal to Master Hou."
She sighed and pointed at Liu Ruhai: "I asked him to testify. I know you are suspicious of me. In addition, there is an epidemic in the palace. Your Majesty is sick."
"What?" Song Chengming's face changed, and he was miserable, "It's already like this."
He did not expect that His Majesty was suffering from an epidemic.
The cold wind was biting in the inner prison, and the only sound was the burning sound of torches.
"Eunuch Liu has just seen your Majesty. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."
She glanced at Liu Ruhai and called Liu Ruhai, not without reason.
This person had been in the mansion for a year or two and was under surveillance. Nankang Marquis still lost a hand to this person, but during the conversation, Song Chengming could tell at a glance whether he was lying.
She said: "I guess it's the cooperation between Prince Qin's Palace and Prince Zhao's Palace. That thief Feng Junqing! Eunuch Liu is a rebel, but I guess he doesn't want the disease to spread. So for the time being, I'm still working with him to control it.
I will kill him later."
"..." Song Chengming was slightly surprised and then glanced at Liu Ruhai. Cao Xiwan was still analyzing the current situation:
"The palace is in such chaos, I'm afraid it may not be useful if the spy information from the north comes."
Her tone and look were as if she hadn't mentioned that sentence at all just now: She wanted to kill Liu Ruhai.
Song Chengming understood her hint instantly.
She asked His Majesty if there was Liu Ruhai in the pedestrian department. She and Song Chengming had discussed this suspicion in the Hou Mansion.
At this time, she speculated based on His Majesty's answer that she was still not sure whether Liu Ruhai was a pedestrian in Prince Zhao's palace.
Of course Your Majesty will not tell the truth.
As for the real pedestrian, no one except His Majesty knows his identity until the day he assassinates Prince Zhao.
Liu Ruhai was just listening to her words, with no clue in his expression, but Song Chengming recalled another person - Zhan Baidao.
Cao Xiwan killed Zhan Baidao back then. In the first year, she felt regretful from time to time.
"They all said I was too cruel."
The next year, she would still look depressed.
"Should I capture him alive and question him? Is there any compelling reason?"
In the third year, she was sentimental, Shanshan came late, flowers faded, and she would cry from time to time.
"Maybe I was wrong. I shouldn't have."
But in the fourth year, she said nothing. She just said: "I don't know what kind of person he is at all. I can't say whether I like him or not. I met him when I was young and crazy. It was fate.
Just kill him. If I don't kill him, he will kill me."
From that year onwards, the number of fights between her and Su Jintian also suddenly decreased. Song Chengming occasionally asked in surprise, but she told the truth: "Although I was good with Su Jintian before, I didn't know him as a person. It's superficial.
That's it. Now I understand that he likes such a noble lady from the imperial family and a poor big sister. What can I do? I will have one or two fights every year to remind him that if he leaks the secrets of the Yamen, I will kill him.
."
Song Chengming recalled that from then on, Cao Xiwan still liked to race horses at the foot of Qingliang Mountain, but he became much quieter when calling friends.
Her love and hate will not be as burning and impulsive as the autumn maples in the cool mountains, nor will they be as passionate as the golden osmanthus in full bloom in August.
Gradually, she became like a stream in Zhongshan Mountain, flowing quietly and deeply beside the imperial mausoleum.
It no longer changes with the seasons, but just murmurs alone.
"There are quite a few people I like at first glance, but I have to slowly get to know the person first before I can really like them."
"Whether we are destined to live together for a long time, I won't force it. If not, I will replace you."
Inner prison.
Liu Ruhai looked at Cao Xiwan. She kept saying that she was waiting for someone in the cell. Who were she waiting for?
Su Jintian?
Qing Luo and Bi Ying teamed up and should be able to surround him and kill Liu Ruhai. What she said was confusing and difficult to distinguish between true and false. Maybe Su Jintian had already found the secret spy's lair?
No, it's impossible.
Does she still remember that when she and he were children, they were on the long street of Yanjing City, and saw the winter snow rising like goose feathers, and corpses being carried out of Yanjing City? After many years of fighting, the people on the nine sides of the fortress
Bodies are still found in towns from time to time.
The old corpses are rotting, and the new corpses are because the disease is spreading.
So, when he was only six or seven years old, he opened a small medicine shop and began to treat diseases.
And she had to take the risk of getting sick, going from house to house to ask for clothes and wash them. She was willing to wash even the clothes of patients in the drug store because she wanted to live.
He thought that she remembered it. He remembered that she was in the same despair as him, looking at the corpse dug out of the snow... and could only look at...
Maybe she knew, maybe she didn't. He had read from the secret files of the palace that the epidemic was caused by Liang Guogong digging up the secret cache of the Mongolian imperial master in the mausoleum.
Liu Ruhai smiled, cupped his hands, and said to Song Chengming: "Master Hou, it is indeed as Lady Qing expected. Feng Junqing did not say hello to Prince Zhao's palace about using mummies to spread the epidemic. This matter is not something our prince will do.
matter."
She looked at Liu Ruhai, and he smiled back. She could see the sinister look behind Eunuch Liu's smile. This damn eunuch!
That's right, what he means is that if Yanjing's army crosses the Yellow River and goes down the Yangtze River, it can besiege the capital in a matter of seconds.
She was right.
Liu Ruhai didn't feel that he was spooky at all, nor did he think that the title Liu Eunuch was suitable for him. The word "cunning and spooky" had always been reserved for Qingluo female ghosts.
How did she know that he and Feng Junqing had joined forces? Did he reveal his flaws somewhere?
A flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind. No, it wasn't Liu Ruhai who exposed his flaw, but she had been staring at Feng Junqing.
Liu Ruhai is the bait and Feng Junqing is the fish.
She is the fisherman sitting cross-legged under the old willow tree on the shore.
Prince Qin's Mansion.
Inner hall, double curtained door.
The attendants came and went, looking panicked.
The prince was seriously ill and fainted. Eunuch Wen Ruo knelt down in front of the prince's concubine with a bang and cried: "Your Majesty's concubine, please go back to the Marquis Mansion and ask Miss Cao from your mansion to come and have a look."
Feng Junqing, on the other hand, walked into the Taoist temple of the Prince's Mansion. He opened the secret room and entered with Princess Dai on his side.
He supported Princess Dai to sit cross-legged, and used all his inner strength to clear up Princess Dai's Qi and help her circulate the energy of the devil fetus, hoping to bring her back to life.
But her demon fetus has been passed on to her eldest daughter Funing. Even though the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians in her body are different from ordinary people, at this time, Nan Haoying only opened her eyes slightly.
"Sister."
"..." Nan Haoying said softly, "You have practiced too."
"Yes." He also practiced the Ten Thousand Methods Demon Embryo Skill.
"Can you give me...the devil fetus?" Princess Dai asked angrily, "I will definitely...have retribution in the future."
Feng Junqing-Nan Twelve stared at her for a long time, then nodded: "Okay."
A glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Princess Dai's eyes, but the concubine said again: "She won't agree."
"……who?"
"Qingluo female ghost. She was poisoned." Feng Junqing didn't know whether he was laughing, angry, happy, mad or hateful at this moment.
When Cao Xiwan performed the autopsy, he smeared a strange poison on Princess Dai's body.
No, maybe it was the poison from the Tianshan Ice Palace combined with the Ziwu Pulse Cutting Hand from the Biying Demon Palace. This poison poured deeply into Princess Dai's internal Dantian.
Once Princess Dai gets a large amount of other people's Qi, she will die violently. Therefore, he only dares to drain her Qi.
Did Cao Xiwan expect this?
She saw that he was cultivating the magic fetus. Feng Junqing even understood that she would never let him go. She did not do anything for the time being, just to kill him and take away the magic fetus he had cultivated.