"Master, you guessed it right, Dong Qi has indeed changed."
The cold wind sneaked into the night, and the candlelight flickered in the room.
Murong Xuan stood beside Mo Jingxiao with his head down, his brows furrowed and his expression stern.
Mo Jingxiao raised his thin lips and smiled coldly: "What the hell is Qi Yunqian doing again?"
"He claimed to be ill a month ago and was in seclusion. He did not go to court or see guests. No one knows how he is doing now." Murong Xuan raised his head and looked at Mo Jingxiao, hesitated for a moment, "Some people said that he got a sudden illness and died suddenly."
"Do you believe it?" His deep and sharp phoenix eyes were cold and unparalleled, and his pursed thin lips were a bit sarcastic.
Murong Xuan sighed with some disappointment: "Zizhan hopes he can believe it."
If he sincerely believes that the person is dead, then he doesn't have to worry about what conspiracy is brewing on the other side.
Mo Jingxiao twitched the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "It's a disaster that will last for thousands of years. There are so many people who want to kill him, but he can't die easily."
"That's what I hate." Murong Xuan slapped his palms hard with his fan, making a loud "pop" sound.
That guy is like a thorn and a cancer. If it is not removed, sooner or later the whole country will be disturbed.
Mo Jingxiao was not in a hurry, but raised his eyebrows: "Qi Yunqian is sick, so Dong Qi must be very lively recently, right?"
Murong Xuan nodded and said: "There has been quite a lot of trouble during this period. Several princes and factions are fighting for it. They are busy crushing their brothers and carving up Qi Yunqian's power. They are also making trouble in private. Just a few days ago, the trouble was the most intense.
The vicious fifth prince was assassinated at home, and the old emperor finally got angry and is now looking for the murderer."
Ordinarily, the civil strife in the Eastern Qi Dynasty should be something to be thankful for.
They were too busy to take care of themselves that they could not spare the energy to send troops everywhere to provoke. The border of Daye could be peaceful for a while.
But when he thought of Qi Yunqian's methods, even the old fox Murong Xuan couldn't help but sullen, as if someone owed him a lot of money.
First, the sudden onset of the disease was really strange, then the princes fought against each other and the court was in turmoil, and finally, the fifth prince was even assassinated.
He was a little confused about what the man wanted to do. Was he planning to attack his brother, or was he using this as a cover to hatch some conspiracy behind his back?
Murong Xuan had to think about all this, because for him, there were not many people in the world that he could be afraid of, but Qi Yunqian was definitely one of them.
In Southern Ye, there was King Ding, Mo Jingxiao, who conquered the world, and in Eastern Qi, there was King Qi Yunqian, the British king, who planned thousands of miles.
How could a character who was comparable to their master in the writings of historians from various countries be inferior in wisdom and strategy?
Murong Xuanwu said worriedly: "What Qi Yunqian has in mind is really hard to figure out."
"Since he wants to sing, let's just wait and watch the show. Guess what he does? Can you guess it correctly?" Mo Jingxiao squinted his eyes slightly, his narrow phoenix eyes like an elegant arc.
When Murong Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "What I said is that Zizhan was narrow-minded before."
There is General Di's 300,000-strong Zhendong Army guarding the east side. Dong Qi wants to come over, but he has come over many years ago, and it is not too late to do so.
"Yeah, but people still need to be on guard." Mo Jingxiao paused and said, "Let Ling Qi go to Dong Qi and watch."
"It's good for him to go, just in time to find out what's going on over there." Murong Xuan immediately walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote a small note, and then walked to the window.
A dark shadow passed by, took away his small note, and then passed it on as quickly as possible.
In the house, wisps of delicate fragrance floated out from the suanni-shaped incense burner, and the white mist transformed into a ferocious appearance, blending seamlessly into the surrounding air.
Murong Xuan couldn't help but sigh: There is never peace in this world.
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After waiting for Murong Xuan to come for a long time, Ning Yujin began to feel sleepy after eating and drinking. She sat there with her head moving up and down bit by bit, like a pestle for pounding rice.
108 was thinking worriedly on the sidelines: Will she fall asleep and hit her head on the table?
Fortunately, Murong Xuan finally came out after being called upon for so long. Ning Yujin woke up with a start, opened her sleepy eyes and asked, "Can we go see the Snow Toad?"
"Okay, okay, let's go right away." Murong Xuan responded quickly, expressing his deep apologies all the way.
Ning Yujin had nothing to be angry about. After all, the handler had short hands and the cannibal had a soft mouth. She took and ate, and it would be bad if she said anything.
Speaking of taking it, she thought for a moment and handed the ebony box to Murong Xuan and asked him: "Mr. Murong, can you open this box?"
"This!" Murong Xuan raised his eyes in surprise, carefully took the small box, took a look at it, and then quickly returned it to Ning Yujin, "Miss Third, please keep this small box."
He said it so seriously that Ning Yujin also became nervous.
There shouldn't be any state secrets in this, right?
She hurriedly pushed the small box to Murong Xuan: "Why don't you help me take it and return it to His Highness Prince Ding? It's our blessing to serve His Highness. Where can I get any other gifts of thanks?"
It's all because he was cheap at that time. Are Mo Jingxiao's things so easy to get?
Don't put your life in a small box. It's better to get rid of this thing as soon as possible.
Murong Xuan did not accept it, but smiled at Ning Yujin: "Since it was given by me, Third Miss, just accept it. If I didn't open it for you, it means that the time is not mature yet. When the time comes, I will naturally open it."
It’s from this box.”
Since it can't be opened now, why give it to her now?
Ning Yujin always felt that something was wrong, so she asked Murong Xuan to go back for her.
Murong Xuan postponed it for a long time, and finally had no choice but to give it to Ning Yujin: "Third Miss, even if you want to retreat, you can only retreat. This thing was given to you by me, and Zizhan must never take it over.
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Ning Yujin was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand: "Then forget it."
Putting the box away again, pretending that she hadn't said anything just now.
Compared to going to Mo Jingxiao, collecting a small box or something is really nothing.
Murong Xuan opened the folding fan at the side and fanned the cold sweat on his forehead.
Speaking of Miss Ning San, how much do you dislike their prince?
The matter of the small box stopped there. Ning Yujin and Murong Xuan went to the ice cellar and carefully inspected the selected snow toad and checked the medication status.
It has to be said that Murong Xuan's medical skills are not bad. He is very skilled in using medicines and poisons. The taboos between medicines are also handled very well. The dosage and usage are even more precise than what she said. It seems that he is a professional doctor.
It looks like a medicinal toad.
Ning Yujin was surprised. He had no problem at all by himself, so why did he need her to come here every day?
Murong Xuan answered like this: "Time is tight and there is no room for any mistakes. After all, Zizhan has no experience at all. If something goes wrong with the snow toad and delays the prince's medication, Zizhan will definitely be blamed for his death."
Well, even life and death matters are involved, what else can Ning Yujin say.
Come every day, come every day, anyway, it was only half a month, and she could pass it by avoiding Mo Jingxiao.