The corner of Baili Feiyue's lips curled up evilly, "If there is no obvious poison like bottles and jars, you can't poison people. Isn't that like you guards who are stupid after losing their swords?"
The guards were almost so angry that they vomited blood.
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
However, Baili Feiyue insisted on being humiliated!
She won't let anyone go!
Ever since she got involved in Southern Xinjiang, she has been accused of being innocent and must get it back!
She is not a pawn randomly placed in their ambitions and conspiracy!
Even a Buddha would still fight for three sticks of incense!
Besides, she is human!
To fight back, hit where it hurts!
When some princesses first scolded Ayina because Baili Feiyue was involved, they understood in their hearts that they also felt that way. But now, the sudden development was completely unexpected.
They were indeed affected innocently.
Whether it was caused by Southern Xinjiang or Miss Ling San.
But the interactions between them were in a fog.
They are the only ones acting like fools!
No, although I am very angry, it is not the most important thing.
The guards in Southern Xinjiang have all been knocked down, and although there are poisons in their bodies, there has been nothing unusual for the past half day. In other words, are they safe?!
Compared with the joy and relief in their hearts.
Yin Xuanmo's reaction was completely different.
Because the guards in Southern Xinjiang were in this situation, the dead men in black came directly to Changsun Wuji, a foot away, and knelt on one knee respectfully, "Master, I got it."
I heard the man write lightly, "Take it and give it to Prince Yin."
"Yes, Master."
The first two dead men in black carrying black packages went to Yin Xuanmo's horse over there. Although they were cold, they were as polite as they should be, "Prince Yin, please accept this gift from our master."
Yin Xuanmo didn't reach out to pick it up.
His sense of smell is so keen.
Plus it’s so close!
This situation seemed inexplicably familiar. He had encountered it at a garden party not long ago. It smelled like blood and was shaped like a human head...
He didn't answer. Those two dead soldiers were obviously not ordinary dead soldiers.
He could also take the initiative to open the package and place the contents neatly in front of Yin Xuanmo's horse.
When Yin Xuanmo immediately opened the package, his pupils tightened.
At this moment, the hand holding the reins was so tight that the bones almost broke!
Veins popping out!
His father... and his... eldest brother!
Those two familiar faces, and the faces that he had predicted countless times that Southern Xinjiang would surely prosper and dominate all the countries! The expression stayed at that moment of horror, unwillingness, despair, and annihilation.
Die with your eyes open!
It's summer now, and as we get closer, the human head, whose blood has long dried up, already has a rancid smell.
Yin Xuanmo couldn't smell it.
Only the two familiar and unfamiliar faces remained in his eyes, and - hell!
He lost!
He lost completely!
Even though it was useless, he really wanted to ask why!
The conflict between Ling Jing and Changsun Wuji is real. Why can they plot against him without any agreement?
They work so well together, seamlessly!
Suddenly, he threw his head back and laughed.
Success is certainly gratifying. Failure may not necessarily mean you cannot take it easy!
But he didn't expect that the man who was bound to get rid of him on the road to his ambition and was also his biggest rival said calmly, "Send Prince Yin back to southern Xinjiang."
What's the meaning?
He won't kill him?
Suddenly I understood.
If the father and the prince and brother died together, there would be chaos in southern Xinjiang. This is one of them.
Secondly, their deaths were entirely due to his failure!
If he had returned to southern Xinjiang earlier, with his defense arrangements in southern Xinjiang, no matter how expert he was, he would not have been able to break into the palace and the prince's mansion and take people's heads!
As expected, it was the Regent of Dajing.
Sure enough, killing someone directly is the cheapest thing in the world.
And him, don't kill him.
But it destroyed what he cared about most in front of his eyes! Then let him return to that environment, always reminding him of his failure and the heavy price he paid for his failure!
Killing is never more cruel than killing one's heart!
Yin Xuanmo took a deep look at Changsun Wuji and Baili Feiyue. The appearance of the two people at the moment was very different, but standing together, they seemed to be the whole world.
So harmonious, so chilling down the spine!
As soon as he lifted the reins, even if he was a loser, he would still leave in a kingly manner, "Prince Regent, Miss Ling San. See you later!"
They let him go and let him suffer.
But they should not forget that there is a word in the world called - let the tiger return to the mountain!
The guards in Southern Xinjiang, who were shocked by the scene of the previous heads and were grief-stricken, managed to hold up their still limp bodies and wrapped up the two heads on the ground almost piously and carried them away.
He gritted his teeth and quickly followed Yin Xuanmo.
Those princesses are the ones with the weakest endurance here. At this moment, several of them can hardly stand and have to rely on the people next to them.
Even the eldest grandson Yunmin had no idea that Miss Ling San had poisoned her, or that someone from the Nine Emperors Uncle had taken the head of Southern Xinjiang!
If it weren't for his royal image, the eldest grandson Yunmin would be able to open his mouth wide at this moment and make a fuss.
At this moment, he came back to his senses and immediately arranged for some officers and soldiers to send off the princesses.
Not to mention the various psychology and expressions of those princesses before they left, after the officers and soldiers also retreated like a tide.
Only eldest son Yunmin and a few guards who acted as bearers were left here.
The other two are Changsun Wuji and Baili Feiyue, who have a weird atmosphere.
Changsun Yunmin secretly took a breath and stepped forward bravely, "Uncle Nine Emperors, I will take these guards to see if there are any other abnormalities."
This is obviously a slip!
After saying that, she said to the guards in a pretentious manner, "Follow me."
"yes."
Here, there is still a sedan chair and Baili Feiyue.
How could Baili Feiyue describe the feeling in her heart? Before she acted, she was not completely sure that it was Yin Xuanmo who had been plotting against her behind the scenes.
She only confirmed it the moment she woke up in the valley and saw Yin Xuanmo.
But no matter who the hand behind her is, she will deal with it the same way!
The saintess of the Southern Xinjiang Witch Cult manipulated her over and over again to control her true intentions. Wasn’t it just to hurt her eldest grandson Wuji?
That afternoon, she developed a new method that might be useful against cold poison.
It's just that the method is too overbearing, and she really doesn't dare to use it easily.
There is a very high chance that someone will die.
Han Du could still live for two or three years, but the method she thought of might only last two or three days at most!
She soaked both the silver needle and the dagger with the medicine she developed, which was almost like fighting fire with fire.
I originally thought of trying it tentatively with a silver needle first.
Who would have expected that I would hear such words when I went to Prince Changsun's Mansion.
After hearing such words, my personal emotions will change.
But she still noticed that there was something subtly wrong with her emotional changes!