When the queen saw that the original protagonist Zhuo Lian didn't say a word, but the unpleasant Chu You frequently excelled, she immediately leaned over and whispered a few words to the maid next to her.
Yitong sat back in his seat, looked sideways at Mu Yanqin, and saw that his expression was as usual, and there seemed to be no difference due to his performance just now. Yitong felt relieved.
A maid from the side came over and whispered in Yitong's ear: "Ninth Princess, Miss Zixuan is waiting for you in the backyard."
Yitong looked over carefully, but did not see the palace maid's features clearly, and heard her say in the shadow: "The matter is urgent, please move, Princess."
Yitong was worried about what kind of situation Zixuan was in. He looked around and found that Zixuan was not seen, so he quietly got up and walked back.
After walking around the main hall and coming to a garden, the palace maid was gone, and Zixuan was not there either.
Yitong started to worry, where is it?
I walked back along the way I came from, but there were many side roads to the palace and the architectural styles were all very similar, so I couldn't find the original place.
While looking around, Ruan Zhong ran over. Yi Tong became happy when she saw him, finally finding someone to take her back.
"You came just in time, I was lost!" Yitong said happily.
However, he found that Ruan Zhong's face was gloomy, "What's wrong with you?"
Ruan Zhong grabbed her hand and said, "The Fourth Prince's poison has been committed again!"
Yitong raised her eyes and looked at the sunny sky. The moon was not full today! And it was broad daylight.
Before she could ask clearly, Ruan Zhong grabbed her and ran away, and soon came to a hidden room.
Mu Youzhi was sitting there, the veins on his arms had bulged, and his face looked very ugly.
Ruan Zhong also ignored the etiquette, stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, picked up the dagger and was about to cut it, but Mu Youzhi came to stop her: "Ruan Zhong, get down!"
Ruan Zhong looked at Mu Youzhi in confusion, but obediently dropped the dagger and left.
"How are you?" Yi Tong stepped forward and supported Mu Youzhi's shaky body.
"It's okay, just get used to it." Mu Youzhi closed his eyes and said calmly, but his expression still passed and his face began to deform.
"Then let's drink blood!" Yitong picked up the dagger dropped by Ruan Zhong and tried to cut his wrist.
But his hand was grabbed: "No, please leave quickly, I don't want to see you."
His voice was very low, as if showing great forbearance. Veins popped out on his forehead, and big beads of sweat fell down. Yi Tong couldn't bear to see it.
"It's really okay. I've been in good health recently! This little blood doesn't matter!" Yitong stretched out her hand to pick up the dagger.
Before Mu Youzhi could speak, his face darkened and he threw himself forward. Yitong quickly hugged him, but suddenly felt that the smell of the air had changed.
A sweet fragrance drifted from nowhere, inhaled into the lungs, and felt warm in my heart.