Salt and dry goods are sold to various countries in Canglan Continent. If something happens, Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruolike will have committed a serious crime and will arouse public outrage.

The head catcher who replied saw Shangguan Ruoli's stern expression and said hurriedly: "We have reported the matter to Prince Xuan's Mansion as soon as possible. I believe that the stewards of Prince Xuan's Mansion will definitely take measures."

Shangguan Ruoli nodded, turned back to Saxuan and said: "Inform Zhui Feng and ask him to send two people to the salt factory, seafood and dry goods factory, and do not ship goods for the time being!"

"Yes!" Sassoon knew it was no small matter and hurriedly ran to find Zhui Feng.

Shangguan Ruoli decided to take Bai Qingqing to Wuyou Ferry tomorrow. The salt, dry goods, and seafood to be shipped must be 100% inspected.

In terms of transportation, more manpower must be added to prevent anyone from poisoning during transportation.

Life is no small matter and one must be cautious.

Bai Qingqing was quickly invited back, and everyone was invited out of the laboratory, leaving only Shangguan Ruoli as his assistant.

After instrument inspection, it was indeed discovered that Capt. Zhao had four poisonous needles in his abdomen.

The poisonous needle was taken out, and it was thinner than an ox hair.

Shangguan Ruoli wiped off the blood on the poison needle with a cotton ball and frowned slightly, "This needle is so thin, yet very hard. It can penetrate so deeply into the flesh. Either the opponent's martial arts is too high or he has a tool."

Bai Qingqing sighed: "We really can't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients. It is difficult for such a thin needle to achieve such hardness and willfulness even with modern technology."

Shangguan Ruoli's eyes lit up, "I know who made this injection!"

I heard from the agents that the other party's martial arts skills were average, otherwise he wouldn't have been besieged by a group of agents.

Then, the other party must have planted a hidden weapon. This needle looked too much like the needle in the box of "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle" given to her by Murong Feng.

Besides, there are probably not many people who can make this kind of needle with this technology, Murong Fenghe is one of them.

Seeing that Bai Qingqing could handle it alone, Shangguan Ruo left the laboratory and saw the detectives still standing in the yard.

He said in surprise: "Didn't I tell you to go eat and take a rest? Capt. Zhao won't wake up for a while."

The leader of the police said: "We are worried about the boss, he won't be able to eat."

The policeman whom Capt. Zhao rescued asked: "Princess, how is the captivity?"

Shangguan Ruoli held the thin needle in his hand and showed it to them, "He was hit by such a poisonous needle. The poisonous needle penetrated deep into his abdomen. If it hadn't been for Dr. Bai, no one in the world would have been able to save him."

It's hard to find without instruments. It's mixed in the flesh and blood, and it's extremely difficult to detect with the naked eye.

The fine needles shone coldly in the setting sun, making the detectives gasp when they saw it. Their admiration and gratitude to Bai Qingqing were like a torrent of river water.

Shangguan Ruoli didn't know that he had attracted several die-hard fans for Bai Qingqing, and arranged for the policemen to have a meal and rest, so he returned to the room, turned out the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, opened the mechanism, took out the needle inside and compared it with the needle in his hand.

"It's indeed the same, Sassoon, call Zhui Feng over."

"Yes!" Sassoon went out and soon came with Zhui Feng.

Zhui Feng saluted and said: "Princess, don't worry, my subordinates have sent the best people in Qinggong to Wuyou Ferry."

"I can rest assured when you do something." Shangguan Ruoli took out the fine needles, "Send someone to send these fine needles to Murong Fenghe, and ask him if they are his works, and who can he sell similar hidden weapons to, or give them to Murong Fenghe?"

To whom? If we follow the clues, we will know the identity of the person who escaped from the world."

She couldn't rest assured unless the culprit was caught.

"Yes!" Zhui Feng took the needle, wrapped it in a handkerchief, turned around and went out to make arrangements.

Shangguan Ruoli rubbed his eyebrows, stood in front of the window, and looked out the window steadily, his eyes gradually filled with seriousness. A large number of Jianghu people suddenly came to Xuanzhou and Yuancheng to seek revenge and cause trouble. Who is behind this?

The Queen Mother? Nanyun Youhan? The remnants of the Sun family? The Emperor? Or other princes?

Shangguan Ruoli suspected the Queen Mother and Nanyun Youhan the most.

The remaining evil spirits of the Sun family are exhausted and they no longer have such great financial resources.

Even though I haven't seen the emperor for more than a year, Shangguan Ruoli still chooses to trust him from the bottom of my heart.

The other princes had no reason to target Dongming Ziyu. If they wanted to seize power, they should assassinate the emperor first.

Shangguan Ruoli sighed slightly, in this society without human rights, whether you are a common person or a high-ranking official, it is not easy to live.

Even if Dongming Ziyu becomes the emperor and she becomes the queen, will she not have these troubles? I'm afraid there will be more.

"Why are you sighing?" came a familiar voice.

Before Shangguan Ruoli could look back, he fell into a warm and familiar embrace.

Leaning on his generous and warm chest, he said faintly: "I'm just a little tired of this fighting life."

Dongming Ziyu put his strong arms around her waist and kissed her ear, "I am several years older than you, and I am not tired of it yet, but you are sad for the spring and autumn."

"Where can I find such a handsome old man like you?" Shangguan Ruoli snuggled into Dongming Ziyu's arms, his fingers unintentionally tangled in Dongming Ziyu's long hair.

Dongming Ziyu was only four years older than her, but he didn't look older. He was from a noble family, held a high position, and had many years of decisiveness in killing on the battlefield, which made him look even more charming.

A man like Dongming Ziyu, who is handsome, wise, calm, powerful and powerful, and who combines looks and power, will only become more and more charming as time goes by.

"Don't you know how charming you are? When you stand in the crowd, there will be many young wives and big girls staring at you. There will be handkerchiefs and sachets beside you at any time." Shangguan Ruoli said this, and he was definitely not jealous.

, just for fun.

Dongming Ziyu chuckled, "I will not stand in the crowd, I will only stand by your side..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head to find her lips.

Shangguan Ruoli didn't hesitate and raised his head to receive the kiss...

"Squeak!" Just as the two were kissing each other inseparably, the door suddenly opened.

The two braked suddenly, separated quickly, and looked back at the door.

Who is so ignorant that he comes in at this time? Just come here and don’t even knock on the door?

I saw Su Lan coming in holding a bouquet of newly bloomed peach blossoms, her steps were graceful, and her face was like a peach blossom.

When she saw Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli in the room, she looked shocked and hurriedly knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, Princess, please forgive me! I went to pick peach blossoms, but I didn't know that Your Majesty and Princess were in the house. No offense intended!"

Shangguan Ruoli said calmly: "Okay, get up!"

"Thank you, Princess!" Su Lan kowtowed and thanked her. After standing up, she did not retreat wisely, but placed the peach blossoms in a porcelain white vase.

Her movements were graceful and soothing, her expression was calm, and her lips were slightly raised with a sweet smile.

She was not in a hurry, and slowly inserted the peach blossoms into the vase one by one, as if there were no two people, Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli, in the room.

He had a calm and natural expression, as if this was a matter of course.

After arranging the flowers, it’s time to retreat, right? But...
Chapter completed!