The Residual King's Poisonous Pet: The Medical Concubine Covers the Sky with One Hand 28. The most difficult solution: the impermanence of human affairs
28. The most difficult solution: the impermanence of human affairs
An assassination incident had originally occurred, and Kasyapa Temple was no longer safe. Emperor Hong'an had planned to return to Beijing the next day. But King Rong fell ill at night, and Emperor Hong'an would rather put himself in danger than stay with King Rong. Emperor Hong'an
Not only did he stay, but he also straightened up Jiang Yuan, the former deputy commander of the bodyguard, and ordered him to thoroughly investigate the matter of King Rong's "sickness" overnight.
Kasyapa Temple was destined to be a bloody storm on this night. Jiang Yuan was very clever. Before dawn, he had already presented all the relevant personnel and mountains of ironclad evidence to the emperor's imperial case. At the beginning of Mao hour (from 5 to 7 o'clock in the morning), he got up
The emperor saw the results immediately.
No one knew what the outcome was except Emperor Hong'an and Jiang Yuan, but the emperor, who remained emotionless even when he was assassinated, was furious this time. With one order, more than forty people from Kasyapa Temple were summoned.
Monk, before dawn breaks, he will never see the sunrise again.
Mu Jieyu woke up in this thick bloody atmosphere. When he got the news, he paused slightly while combing his hair in front of the mirror, and stared at his pale face in the mirror for a long time.
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"My slave has long heard that His Majesty favors the King Rong, and now it seems that it is indeed the case." Bai Qian stood behind Mu Jieyu, his dexterous hands running through Mu Jieyu's silky hair. "His Majesty was assassinated yesterday, Shang
Being able to hold back and allow His Majesty to become furious as soon as Wang Fu was killed, this kind of attention is truly unique."
"How do you know you are unique?" Bai Su, who was helping Mu Jieyu tidy up the clothes on the bed, glanced sideways at Bai Xian.
"Your Majesty has so many things to do, how much energy does he have to take care of a few people?" Bai Qian looked at Bai Su behind him in the mirror and said matter-of-factly.
Mu Jieyu ignored the conversation of the two people behind him, put down the sandalwood comb in his hand, and picked up the jade flute placed on the dressing table. The new sunlight shone softly from the open window in front of the dressing table.
Come in, and fall on the crystal clear jade flute. It is no longer as shiny as yesterday under the moonlight, but it is a little more precious. But Mu Jieyu felt a chill when he held it in his hand, but he didn't know it was because of it.
Is it because of the quality of the jade, or something else...
"Bai Qian, pack the medicine box later and accompany me to see King Rong again." Mu Jieyu gently put down the cold jade flute and looked at Bai Su in the mirror, "Bai Su, did you find anything when you went out last night?
What?"
Bai Su wiped his hands on the couch, and found that there was not a single wrinkle on the brocade pavement. Then he turned around and said, "Miss, after I went to the waterside pavilion yesterday, the waterside pavilion had been tidied up. Fortunately, I found a still alive bird in the water.
Blood bee." Bai Su said and took out a small glass bottle from his arms. Although the glass bottle was not crystal clear, something could be seen fluttering weakly inside. "The slave went up the back mountain again.
His Highness King Rong sent people to closely guard it. Later, His Highness King Ying also went up the mountain. The slave simply showed up in front of His Highness King Ying. His Highness King Ying took the slave to check it together. The slave on the mountain behind did not find anything suspicious.
place."
"Are there any traces of it being cleaned?" Mu Jieyu reached out to take the glass bottle handed over by Bai Su and continued to ask.
Bai Su shook his head: "His Royal Highness Prince Ying has not found any clues."
Mu Jieyu didn't speak any more. His moon-like eyes stared straight at the colorful glass bottle in his hand, and at the dying blood-seeing bee inside, cold air slowly gathered in his eyes.