I can smell the smell of medicine, but the smell of medicine can't cover up the smell of blood.
It seems that the beating was really hard.
"Take off your robe and let me take a look."
Unexpectedly, the young man, who was half-lying on his side and unable to sit normally due to pain, immediately tightened his robe and said, "Sister, it's been taken care of."
Baili Feiyue looked at him speechlessly.
This ninth brother is very scrupulous about the difference between men and women when he shouldn't be.
Okay, okay, she won't force it.
No matter how serious it is, it should only be a skin injury. It is impossible for Ling Sheng, the father, to really break his muscles and bones to fight.
He took out the trauma medicine he had brought with him and put it in the boy's hand, "Go back and apply it yourself, just once a day."
"Thank you, sister."
Baili Feiyue saw the young man put away the medicine bottle obediently and slowly, and raised his eyebrows, "I said, what's the matter with being beaten like this and coming to see me at night?"
After putting away the medicine bottle, the young man raised his eyes and looked at her, "Sister, I will leave for southern Xinjiang soon." His eyes were curved and he smiled cutely, "I came to see sister and say goodbye to her.
ah."
After Baili Feiyue heard the previous sentence, she frowned slightly and glanced at him up and down again, "Later?"
"Yeah," the young man nodded.
Then he said, "Dad, at dawn, he had already set off for Northern Xinjiang. Let me go to Southern Xinjiang tonight."
Baili Feiyue has been cleaning the house all day. I really don't know what happened outside.
She could guess the next reaction of Changsun Jue and others.
But I'm really not sure about Ling Sheng's father.
Especially after I didn't know that Ling Duanian had come back.
Now...
"This is why you came back."
Ling Sheng, the father, although she couldn't completely guess whether he would choose to turn a blind eye and support Changsun Jue, or go and ask for death to apologize. But, with his usual behavior pattern, he would go back and ask for death.
There is still a pretty good chance of apologising.
The choice he made now was obviously because of what the ninth brother said and did to him when he came back.
Or he doesn't have to say anything or do anything, as long as he appears in front of Ling Sheng's father.
Ling Sheng, a father, will also recognize the reality. He still has a son!
The result is obvious.
Thinking of this, Baili Feiyue's eyes towards Ling Duanian became a little complicated.
The reason why she was able to go to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment with determination this time, to take the trick to the execution ground, and to dare to poison the foreign envoys.
It's not that she is really arrogant and lawless.
No matter how capable a person is, how can he compete with the power of a country?
That's nothing short of a joke.
But...
A few days ago, something happened to her eldest grandson Wuji. After she woke up in grief and resentment, she was planning to take revenge in this way when she received a secret letter from her ninth brother.
The letter probably means that the original incident of people in Chengdu being bewitched was far from being as simple as it appeared.
She had exposed the people in Chengdu who had been poisoned.
The mastermind behind the scenes, King Lu, was also found out by Changsun Wuji.
King Lu confessed and admitted that he was ambitious and wanted to use voodoo to strengthen the bodies of those in Chengdu to see what kind of extreme explosive power the human body could achieve under the influence of voodoo.
These are correct.
This was indeed done by King Lu, and the purpose was exactly what he said in his confession.
But come on!
King Lu is just a pawn and a sword for Emperor Jing!
"Both Emperor Jing and Prince Lu are surrounded by your people?"
Otherwise, how would my ninth brother know that although Emperor Jing did not tell King Lu clearly what to do, he used other indirect methods to let King Lu know that Gu could strengthen the human body. If it could be used on frontier soldiers
, will inevitably be invincible.
As a result, King Lu became more filial and thought of his father and acted immediately.
Although she felt that the matter in Rongcheng was indeed not simple at the time, and felt that Emperor Jing could not be completely unaware of it, she did not know what was going on.
Ling Duanian, probably because of the pain in his body, leaned a little further and lay on the small table in the carriage. He had no intention of hiding anything from Baili Feiyue and said softly, as if he was about to fall asleep.
"So, you have known for a long time that the poison from Rongcheng was used on the soldiers in southern Xinjiang."
Back when Rongcheng was trying to cure the poison, there were suddenly so many people in his house who were good at poison.
The art of voodoo is different from medical skills. Again, everyone knows that there are very few people who know how to voodoo, even in southern Xinjiang, the birthplace of voodoo.
Fortunately for him, he has such a large group of people in his house.
Even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you won't be able to find so many at once.
They must have started to recruit these people who know how to bewitch people a long time ago.
As for how early, at least it would be before she returned to Beijing for revenge...
Ling Duannian still hummed obediently, and moved slightly while lying on the small table.
Baili Feiyue stared at his unprepared posture and appearance.
The feeling in my heart is even more complicated.
This brother is as scary as his appearance is harmless.
No matter how beautiful and harmless it looks on the outside, it is terrifying on the inside.
Think about it, Emperor Jing calculated that his son, King Lu, would refine Gu to strengthen people's bodies and use it on the soldiers in the southern border. What a secret this was.
After such a secret was known to his ninth brother, he kept silent and secretly won over a large number of people who were proficient in the art of Gu.
Then he didn’t know how many years of preparations he had made. This time, the siege of the southern border took the opportunity, and he easily mobilized Emperor Jing’s personal guards!
How terrible!
Not only that, he also knew that the affairs between Emperor Jing and the countries in the southern siege were jointly written, directed and acted by them!
So I wrote her a letter, asking her to cooperate with him in both places, and he could use the plan to go to jail or go to the execution ground.
In short, she attracts attention here.
Then give Changsun Jue time to change into the personal bodyguard of Emperor Jing of Kyoto!
Only last night could Changsun Jue drive straight into the palace so smoothly!
Because, except for those die-hard soldiers outside the palace in Kyoto who could not be replaced secretly, all others were replaced by Changsun Jue!
But, thinking of this, she stretched out her hand and pinched Ling Duannian's cheek, which was watery when pinched, "I said, I will kill the loyal and close bodyguards around Emperor Jing, and I will solve this last problem for Changsun Jue.
Did you use it as a bargaining chip to lure Changsun Jue to usurp the throne?"
He added, "Although Changsun Jue is not a good person, he is also very suspicious. Although he has been keeping an eye on Emperor Jing's position, he also knows not to act rashly. He can be coaxed to usurp the throne in advance, and he will also cooperate with you to mobilize the soldiers in southern Xinjiang. Look.
Come on, he believes in you."
"Sister, I was wrong..."
“You’re the one who’s wrong!”
Baili Feiyue let go of his face and rolled her eyes at him.
This ninth brother very well explained what it means to be "peaceful in the room, strategize and win thousands of miles away", and what it means to "turn the clouds over your hands and rain over your hands".
What he really wants to do is disturb the peace of the world and make everyone in the world panic.
The young man stood up and held one of Baili Feiyue's sleeves with both hands, "Sister..."
Baili Feiyue slapped him away with one hand, "Don't come here. Let's talk business."
After his hand was slapped away, the cute and soft expression on the young man's face was replaced by that of a arrogant Persian cat. He sat up sideways, curled his eyes and said with a smile, "Chang Sun Jue blocked the news of Concubine Hui's death, and dad also went there.
Beijiang. Sister, you can rest assured that in the short term, he will not dare to come to trouble you, sister."
"How long is this short term?"
The young man blinked and asked innocently, "How long do you want, sister?"