Chapter 933

Then the assassin was tied up, so he knelt on the hand, the wound is still dripping blood.

Mu Cen didn't pay attention, but quickly went to Xiaolian. Xiaolian had been in a coma for a long time, and the whole person was weak.

"Xiaolian, I won't let you be OK." Mu Cen's voice with firm, first to Xiaolian deal with the wound.

The dagger on the assassin's hand is still poisonous. If you go down with such a deep wound, it will be more dangerous than good.

When Rong Jiu sees it, his brows are wrinkled. They are bloody every day. He knows what it means. But looking at Mu Cen's face, Rong Jiu also knows that Mu Cen will never let Xiao Lian have any accident.

"Miss, I've gone to the imperial doctor." Rong Jiu responds.

"Thank you." Mu Cen answers a voice, "allow adult, help me to take thing."

"Yes." Rong Jiu responds.

Mu Cen doesn't talk nonsense. He quickly says what he wants. Rong Jiu quickly finds it and brings it to Mu Cen. There are some rare medicinal materials in it, which Li Shiyuan prepared for mu Cen, but mu Cen doesn't hesitate to feed Xiaolian.

After treating the wound, Xiaolian seems to have a sense of trance.

"Don't talk. It'll be OK." Mu Cen said it directly.

Then Mu Cen motioned to Rong Jiu to take Xiaolian to the bed. Mu Cen looked at Xiaolian deeply: "Xiaolian, who hurt you today, I will not let this person go."

Her tone was grim and gloomy.

Xiaolian just laughed, and then fell into a deep coma.

And the imperial doctor had arrived at the first time. When he saw such a picture, the imperial doctor was also surprised.

Mu Cen looked at the doctor and said, "I want to make sure she's safe. Otherwise, you'll also come to see her."

The imperial doctor was frightened by Mu Cen.

Rong Jiu immediately said, "do as the lady ordered."

The imperial doctor did not dare to hesitate.

After the imperial doctor accepted, Mu Cen stood up and walked out of the curtain. There were still people and things to deal with today.

That step by step, Mu CEN is not slow, but it makes people feel very gloomy.

It seems that Rong Jiu hasn't seen such Mu Cen for a long time. He almost blurts out: "empress..."

Mu Cen very light swept one eye, didn't speak, allow nine immediately forbid sound, and Mu Cen also had already walked to the curtain outside, so looked at the killer kneeling on the ground.

Under such circumstances, the killer's instinct is to commit suicide, but under such circumstances, he obviously has no channel to commit suicide.

Mu Cen didn't worry, even his face was very calm, but with a trace of condensation, he came to him little by little. When his eyes fell on the killer, the man who had been through a lot of blood suddenly began to tremble.

It was an instinctive panic.

Or, the most terrible thing is not to be stabbed to death, but to die slowly in extreme pain.

"Who asked you to come?" Every word Mu Cen asked directly. His voice sounded soft, but it was indisputably gloomy.

The killer refused to say, just turned his head elsewhere.

Mu Cen sneers. He doesn't mind the killer's reaction at all. Rong Jiu's eyebrows twist slightly. He has been following Li Shiyuan for so long and has been dealing with Mu Cen for many years. He knows Mu Cen's every move too well.

If the person in front of you is really Mu Cen, then the resistance of this person will be more powerless. Mu Cen has many ways to let you confess all the words you don't want to say one by one. It's meaningless to resist here, and it will make you fall into unprovoked pain.

In Mu Cen's sneer, she suddenly looked at Rong Jiu: "Mr. Rong, please help me take the medicine in the medicine box."

Let nine one Leng, subconsciously looked at Mu Cen: "Miss, is where uncomfortable?"

You know, there are some rare herbs in this medicine box, which are used to prolong Mu Cen's life. So when Mu Cen suddenly opens his mouth, Rong Jiu thinks it's Mu Cen who is uncomfortable. You know, although Mu Cen has been abolished as the imperial concubine, Rong Jiu knows that this is only temporary. Once he returns to Kyoto, what Li Shiyuan wants to give Mu CEN is not the imperial concubine, but the back seat.

Because, Mu Cen was originally the queen of big Zhou, she just took it for granted to sit in the position she should sit.

So hearing Mu Cen's words, Rong Jiu is nervous.

"Of course not." Mu Cen answered, but he was calm on the surface.

Under such circumstances, Rong Jiu does not dare to hesitate and immediately does what Mu Cen tells him. Mu Cen doesn't rush to open the medicine box, but points to a certain acupoint of the killer. Rong Jiu doesn't need Mu Cen to open his mouth. He steps forward and seals the acupoint of the killer, which allows the killer to speak, but he has no ability to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

In such a series of actions, the man in black is not clear. He thought he would be forced to confess by words and deeds, but he didn't expect that it was just like this.

After getting the freedom to speak, he yelled at Mu Cen: "if you have the ability, please."

"That's probably not really good." Mu Cen sneered coldly. Several pills in his hand had been scraped off a bit of powder and mixed together again to become a new pill.

Then, Mu Cen came to the other side step by step.

The vigilance of the man in black is obvious. Mu Cen doesn't care. He just pinches the man in black's neck. It can't be fatal, but it can force him to open his mouth. Then Mu Cen quickly throws the pill into the man in black's throat and confirms that he swallowed it.

The man in black was terrified: "you... What did you give me to eat?"

"What makes you happy." Mu Cen smiles.

Such a smile seems particularly calm, but such a smile with a trace of gloomy, is completely unremitting, naturally such words also let people discount.

And almost after the man in black finished, Mu Cen had retreated to one side, but the fierce tone had not changed at all: "who let you come here?"

How can a man in black say that.

Mu Cen didn't mind. She waited patiently. Then she looked at Rong Jiu: "Mr. Rong, lift the curtain of the door. I want people to hear everything in the house clearly. Passers-by are witnesses."

"Yes." Rong Jiu responded respectfully.

Soon, the curtain and curtain had been lifted, and the cold wind outside poured in. Mu Cen stood like this, and didn't feel cold at all. Even under the cold wind, the candles in the house were put out.

Originally warm room, become cold up, Mu Cen's face some white, so stand, Rong Jiu is worried looking at Mu Cen, for fear of any accident, his people have the first time to inform Li Shiyuan.