Qingye looked at him without speaking.
Wanbai stood up and said: "At this time, you let go of the guard.
If something happens, can you protect it by yourself?
Especially, the news of the young lady's poisoning has spread.
Master's side."
Wan Bai walked to her side and continued: "Although Master is very tolerant to us, that is only if things don't go terribly wrong."
"So" Qingye staggered away from him, walked back to the bed and sat down, "If you have this time to worry, you might as well think about how to remove the poison from her.
Don't let the master's expectations go."
Although I'm sorry for not rushing to Shen Yinqiu's side in time, if they hadn't been hiding under the carriage, and if the other party was determined to silence him, they would have faced the possibility of two corpses when they arrived.
Wanbai poured a cup of tea for Qingye, "I have to wait for them to get the arrow back before I can develop an antidote.
Why haven't they come back yet?"
Qingye frowned, but soon relaxed and said: "I must have been delayed by something halfway, it's okay."
Wan Bai whispered in his heart, I hope.
Another hour and a half later, Gomu came back.
He pushed the door open and walked into the room step by step, carrying a man about the same height as him on his back.
Both of them lowered their heads.
Wan Bai Qingye couldn't see his expression, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.
Why is there a sad atmosphere?
Gomu walked up to Aoye with someone on his back, paused and slowly knelt down, his voice was very hoarse, "Aoye, Gogina him" He suddenly looked up at her, his eyes were red, showing traces of crying.
"he" Wanbai was the first to react and helped Hu Jin down from behind to save him, but Hu Jin was obviously not conscious at all, and he couldn't stand due to the pressure.
Aoba stepped forward to support him despite the weight of the adult man.
Two people, one probed the neck, the other probed for the pulse.
When they looked up at each other, their eyes were trembling a little, but they quickly returned to normal, or it might be more appropriate to hide them.
There were countless wounds on Hujin's body, and there were no fatal wounds on his neck, but the cold hole in his chest already showed what had happened.
The black clothes covered up the bright color that should have been dazzling, leaving only the pungent smell of blood.
Gomu stood up with red eyes, trying his best to calm down and said, "When I arrived, I found him sitting under the tree trunk covered by the roadside, with his head lowered.
The green grass on the ground was stained with red, and his hands were tightly The other hand was holding the arrow, and the other hand was covering his chest.
The weapon was gone. " Aoba listened quietly, and gently wiped the blood on Gokin's face with his fingers, but it was not easy to wipe off after it had solidified.
His brows were furrowed, probably because he was worried because the task was not completed.
The eyes that he had promised before leaving that he would be back soon have turned gray.
Therefore, life is so fragile and cannot be sustained by strong willpower.
Hu Mu raised his hands to cover his eyes, "I want to take him to Jiangnan."
I don’t want Hu Jin to be buried anywhere like others, without a name or a tomb.
"Take it with you."
Qingye said softly, for fear of waking someone up.
Maybe after so many years, everyone is feeling tired.
The sad thing is the living person.
She has never been the kind of person to comfort others.
If the young lady was awake, what would she say to Gomu?
But she didn't wake up.
She won't say.
There is no need for Gobuki, and comfort cannot bring Gogine back to life.
Wan Bai grabbed Hu Jin's arm and remained silent.
Because of Shen Yinqiu, they spent a lot of time together during this period and became very familiar with each other.
Hu Jin's departure made them feel a little upset.
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They couldn't take revenge yet.
The most important thing next was to ensure Shen Yinqiu's safety.
Hu Mu took out the arrowhead from Hu Jin's arms and said to Wan Bai: "Leave him to me.
You go and develop the antidote first and detoxify the young lady's poison as soon as possible."
With a white jaw, he took the arrow and let go of Hujin, watching him carry him out of the room.
He looked down at the arrow that was completely stained red with blood, and suddenly wanted to throw it away.
It would have been better if he hadn't asked to go out so far to find the arrow.
Qingye put his cold hand on his shoulder and whispered: "Concentrate on detoxifying the young lady, don't be distracted by other things."
In fact, the secret guards only live a short time.
Even if they escape the dangers of each mission, the wounds left behind will cause pain for the rest of their lives.
If there is a second half of life.
Aren't they all ending with ashes returning to dust, dust returning to dust, including her?
If she died, nothing would actually happen, except that she would not be able to protect the young lady or help her master.
Maybe someone will still remember her.
Wan Bai went to develop an antidote.
Everyone knows why they are focusing on what they are doing.
Aoba stayed in the house, and Gogi didn't show up for a long time.
But when it was time to eat, someone brought something he had cooked for them to eat.
With a silent face, he asked a few times about Shen Yinqiu's physical condition before leaving.
The news here quickly reached Wan Qiyan, who was still in the capital.
There were not many people around him anymore, and Wan San Wan Tong and the others were called by him to escort Shen Yinqiu.
In case the 30,000 children haven't arrived yet, something will happen to the guardian.
Wan Qiyan clenched his hands, but now he could not leave the capital.
The Hou Mansion was already in a state of depression, and the eldest princess had been locked away for a long time.
In addition, he had people change the incense in her house every night, and now she was almost on the verge of collapse.
The death of Wan Qisheng was a huge blow to them.
"Master Nan Houye and the others suddenly sent a large number of additional manpower to track down the whereabouts of the young lady."
Liu Shiliu, who was responsible for delivering the news, sounded a little anxious when he reported.
Wan Qiyan narrowed his eyes and asked him: "Approximately how many people do most people have?"
"At least over a hundred," Shiliu looked up at Wan Qiyan and then lowered his head and said.
Over a hundred Pretense.
"Is there any news from the young general and the third prince?"
Wan Qiyan ignored Shen Yinqiu's safety issue and asked something else.
Although Shiliu felt surprised in his heart, he immediately replied: "There are already subordinates lurking among them, waiting for the opportunity to obtain their evidence.
In addition, Master, the third prince has contacted us pretending to be from the Xinzi country, and Lin The Third Prince has no doubts about the help of Young Master.”
The subordinates around Lin Ze are all real Xinzi people, which is very rare in the Wanqi Kingdom.
Of course, it will be easy for the third prince to believe them.
But are they all out of their minds?
For the sake of the throne, the third prince can understand that Lu Hujun should not be able to do such dangerous things.
He got too close to the third prince, and the third prince also colluded with the people of Xin Ziguo.
If the investigation continues, they will be uprooted sooner or later.
"The base has been moved" "It's because all the old strongholds have been destroyed."
Shiliu confirmed.
Wan Qiyan said to him: "Secretly take the young lady and the others back to the stronghold and settle down.
Find a few people to disguise themselves as them and continue on to Jiangnan."
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Sixteen went to execute it immediately.
Wan Qiyan looked at the half-down black and white chessboard beside him, and suddenly flipped it over to the ground.
The sound of the chess pieces falling on the floor was clear and disturbing.
As soon as the flags all over the ground quieted down, someone knocked on the door and asked for instructions: "Your Majesty, the Marquis is outside in the yard and wants to see you."
Wan Qiyan was in no mood, but he couldn't see Shen Yinqiu even if he waited here, so he simply went out to see what that person had to say.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Wanqi Situ seemed to have aged more than ten years.
This was not because he was haggard, but because his hair had grown gray on his temples.
"What's the matter?"
Wan Qiyan still looked cold and cold, not respecting the person standing in front of him as his father at all.
Wanqi Situ didn't know what he had done wrong, causing his son to suddenly change his personality after he recovered from the illness.
Maybe it was just as he suspected, he was deceived by the witch Shen Yinqiu.
If he hadn't married her, how could his son have this attitude?
He only has one son left.
"Yan'er, something has happened to Sheng'er.
The eldest princess is also unconscious.
Can you stop indulging in it?
The emperor will never let you go in the end.
Stop helping him."
Wan Qi Yan smiled but said, "You know that I was the one who sent Wan Qi Sheng to the cell, and you also know that I replaced other things in the eldest princess's incense burner, but you never stopped me.
Dad, you said you What do you want?”
He no longer hates Wanqi Situ.
Wanqi Situ may have lost the meaning of life from the moment he retired from the battlefield.
This was the first time Wanqi Yan called him dad after many months of separation, but Wanqi Situ was not happy at all. what does he want Wan Qiyan continued: "You keep saying that you like my mother, but you can watch my mother being plotted to death by the eldest princess, and you can tolerate her continuing to poison me.
Just like what I am doing to them now , don’t you think you are pitiful?
In order to find this meaning, you are so self-righteous that you are afraid that my illness will make you lose the meaning of taking care of me, so you indulge in the poison.”
He looked directly into Wanqi Situ's eyes and said with a smile: "Actually, we are not important to you at all.
You just don't dare to die but don't know how to live."
"That's not me."
Wan Qiyan put away her smile and said coldly, "The eldest princess was too strong before so that you couldn't get the meaning of life from her.
Now that you have it, you can continue to live with her.
No need to thank me, just treat it as her.
I ruined your little son’s apology.
Go slowly and don’t give it away.”
After Wan Qi Yan finished speaking, he stopped looking at Wan Qi Situ's confused eyes and turned around to enter the room.
The affairs of the Hou Mansion have nothing to do with him anymore.
After hearing the woman's sad and desperate cry, he had achieved the meaning of revenge.
Now go over and tell her that you know where Wan Qisheng is, and she can immediately kneel down and beg you to tell her.
Wanqi Situ turned around and left Chang'an Courtyard in a daze.
He glanced at the grape trellis.
The past that could have appeared clearly in his mind had become blurry.
Who had sat under that grape trellis, drinking and appreciating it?
moon When Wan Qiyan returned to the house, he still couldn't bear to sit and wait for news about Shen Yinqiu.
He changed into night clothes, disguised himself, and went to personally collect the evidence that the third prince had collaborated with the enemy and treason.
Wan Qisheng is dead, and the military minister no longer makes trouble.
However, the other ministers still did not propose any punishment for the eldest princess, who had solid evidence.
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