Chapter 69 That Man Is Coming

"So what if you take it privately?" Langya raised his eyebrows, "Which detoxification pill you took is not worth a thousand gold? Do you think the detoxification pills are made from tree roots and turf? Those rare medicinal materials don't need money to buy, and I don't need to run away to kill them. Will you pick the legs yourself?”

Ji Weiyu couldn't defeat him, and quickly ordered the maid to take him and place him there: "Place him in Qingchen Garden to rest. The scenery there is beautiful and it is suitable for self-cultivation."

Stay away from the main hall, and don't disturb his time with His Highness.

Langya was indeed tired and had no time to argue with him anymore, so he quickly got up and left.

At this time, it was getting late. Yan Qing looked outside the palace, secretly calculating the time, and said calmly: "Ji Weiyu, do you think it is better for the accident to happen during the day or at night?"

"As your Highness pleases." Ji Weiyu said, "It seems to be more exciting at night."

"In that case," Yan Qing stood up quickly, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Ji Weiyu was a little unable to react at the moment, "His Highness also wants to rest?"

"Enter the palace." Yan Qing glanced at him, "Ji Mingzhu poisoned the Queen Mother, why don't I go and confirm it myself?"

Ji Weiyu's expression was subtle.

Ji Mingzhu poisoned the Queen Mother... Well, what Your Highness said is really good.

Yes, if the Queen Mother was poisoned, the poison was poisoned by Ji Mingzhu and has nothing to do with anyone else.

Ji Weiyu then nodded: "When we arrive outside the palace gate, we must meet with King Ming first and ask him to send his imperial guards to protect us."

Yan Qing was strangely silent for a moment: "Are you worried that I will be buried in the Chu Palace?"

"That's not true." Ji Weiyu denied, "I was worried that the Queen Mother would hate me so much that she would actually steam the Son of God alive in her anger. Such an action would be punished by God."

Yan Qing turned around and walked out, "Don't worry, if you really want to steam me, steam me first."

"That's even worse." Ji Weiyu followed her, "I swear to protect His Highness to the death."

Yan Qing was indifferent.

"But having said that, what do you think, Your Highness, about the Queen Mother erecting an iron urn in the palace?"

idea?

Yan Qing paused for a moment and thought seriously: "The iron urn is ready-made, and it was erected as soon as it was told to be erected. Does this prove that the Queen Mother has done this kind of thing more than once?"

"Probably not." Ji Weiyu thought carefully, "Although the Queen Mother's methods are vicious, the torture she prefers is to kill the palace servants directly with a stick. The bones are broken, blood flows all over the floor, and the internal organs and intestines are broken... I also I don’t understand why she has such a hobby of blood and likes to hear people scream to scare her slaves.”

After finishing speaking, he concluded with great disgust: "The royal family of Chu State is really guilty."

Yan Tingting heard "the internal organs and intestines were broken", and he unexpectedly remembered the unpleasant experiences in his childhood, and his expression visibly turned cold.

But she didn't say anything. She silently stepped out of the God's Son Palace and walked out to Prince Feng's Mansion.

Ji Weiyu had a large carriage prepared, ordered thirty guards, and then leisurely got into the carriage. However, just as the carriage was about to start moving, a dull sound of clicking in the distance suddenly sounded, breaking the evening atmosphere. peaceful.

The guards outside Prince Feng's Mansion drew their swords one after another and looked warily at the people and horses coming from far and near.

At the same time, the carriage slowly stopped.

Ji Weiyu opened the curtain of the car window and glanced behind her. At this glance, her expression instantly darkened.

"Who is it?" Yan Qing asked calmly.

"It's someone your Highness doesn't know." Ji Weiyu put down the curtain, "The guards will handle it. Let's go to the palace first."

Yan Qing raised her eyes to look at him.

"Although I know that Your Highness is a master of poisoning, I still can't help but wonder in my heart." Ji Weiyu raised her head and looked at Yan Qing, "Why is it that when Ji Mingzhu went to the palace to see the Queen Mother, she could poison the Queen Mother through her?"

Yan Qing raised her lips slightly: "This is my unique skill. Can I tell you easily?"

"No." Ji Weiyu leaned against the carriage and sighed softly, "I miss my days in Suzaku City so much. I don't know when I can go back."

"What are you going back for?" Yan Qing casually took the book he was carrying and read through it, "Isn't Chu State better than Suzaku City?"

"I want to take the Chu State and give it to Your Highness, so that Your Highness can be the Queen, but His Highness is not willing. It shows that the Chu State is not good and has no appeal to Your Highness." Ji Weiyu looked at her silently, "Is it because of the national strength of the Chu State? It’s relatively weak and the troops are not strong, so His Highness dislikes it?”

Yan Qing said calmly: "My goal has never been Chu State, you don't have to think too much."

"But if we win the Chu State, Your Highness will at least have a strong backing - even if it is not that strong compared to other countries, it will at least be a little stronger than the four vassal kings of Dayong."

After all, it is a country's effort, where is the strength.

"Ji Weiyu, I have my own plans. I know when and what to do. I don't need you to worry about it." Yan Qing said in an indifferent voice, "I say it again, do your own thing well and don't worry about it anymore." Let others take advantage of this, otherwise no matter where you go in the future, you won’t be able to say that you know me, and you can’t afford to lose that person.”

I can't afford to lose that person.

Ji Weiyu lamented in her heart, when will His Highness be gentle to him?

"Although I know that in His Highness's heart, I will never be as good as that powerful minister who occupies a position, but..." Ji Weiyu looked sad, "Can't Your Highness give me some of the good things you do to him?"

Good to him?

Yan Qing was strangely silent, and for a moment, she slowly raised her head to look at this innocent young man...a little too naive.

"I don't know why you keep getting entangled with him, but I didn't treat him well before." Yan Qing told the truth, "His situation is special, not like yours."

Ji Weiyu said aggrievedly: "Your Highness, don't deny it."

Yan Qing lowered her eyes and looked at the book in her hand, "I still say the same thing, if you have the same experience as him, I'm afraid you would rather never come to this world."

After saying this, she obviously didn't want to talk more about Wen Jin, so she turned around and lifted the curtain by the window on the other side. She leaned over and looked back.

It was just a casual glance, but when the figure in white came into view, Yan Qing's face suddenly darkened, and she said calmly: "Stop."

The carriage stopped, and Yan Qing got up quietly.

The man had already turned over and got off the horse. At this time, he stood quietly beside the white horse and looked over, with a gentle jade-like figure and a face that seemed natural.

And the pair of eyes that stared at the direction of the carriage without blinking, paranoid to the bone.

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In order to let you see the hero as soon as possible, I changed this plot again and again, alas.