Chapter 187

Nangong Yan went to Xueju. The shopkeeper said Ji Qingxue was in the pharmacy in the backyard and had been there for a long time.

Ji Qingxue is concentrating on developing drugs and doesn't notice anyone approaching.

Until Nangong Yan hugged her and said, "as soon as I got back to the house, I heard the housekeeper say that someone came to Xueju. Have you ever thought about being a husband since you came out of the prison?"

Ji Qingxue was startled by him: "you scared me to death! Don't make trouble, I'm busy here!"

Nangong Yan was dissatisfied that she ignored herself. He turned and stood in front of her: "why am I not as important as your medicine?"

At this time, Nangong Yan was like a child who didn't want sugar, playing a small temper. Even Ji Qingxue couldn't help laughing: "how old are you? Do you want to fight for this kind of thing?"

"Who told you to ignore me!" Nangong Yan said discontentedly, "how did you get out of the prison?"

Ji Qingxue said faintly, "how else can you come out? Come out!"

Nangong Yan thinks it's the same. Ah Xue's martial arts are not under her. She can't stop the whole Dali Temple if she wants to go.

"Come on, why are you in such a hurry to leave Dali temple?"

If she wanted to leave, she would have gone back to the palace with herself when she wanted to take her away that day. Why wait until now, so there must be something that made her have to leave Dali temple.

Ji Qingxue didn't answer, but concentrated on preparing the medicine juice.

After a while, Ji Qingxue stopped the action in her hand. She smelled the medicine juice in the bowl. She suddenly said loudly, "yes, that's the taste!"

Nangong Yan didn't understand: "ah Xue, what are you talking about? But what problem did you find?"

Sure enough, Nangong Yan was the one who knew her best. She looked at Nangong Yan very seriously: "yes, I found some clues. I really have to thank Ji Qingling."

"What does she mean?"

"She came to the prison once. That's when I found out she was pregnant, and I smelled a strange smell from her."

Nangong Yan noticed. Ji Qingxue said yes.

"Did you smell it elsewhere? What's wrong with it?"

Ji Qingxue nodded. These days, she has been thinking about what the smell is on Ji Qingling. She always feels that the smell is very familiar. It seems that she has smelled it somewhere. Then she finally remembered.

"It's in the bright moon hall. The taste of your father is the same as that of Ji Qingling, but as far as I know, Ji Qingling has never entered the bright moon hall."

"What do you want to say?"

"I carefully recalled these two smells. Your father's smell is stronger. I'm afraid it was emitted by him. Ji Qingling has never been to the Mingyue hall, but only Nangong LAN will go to the Mingyue hall in her contact range. And their smell comes from a kind of poison. Most people can't smell this smell, just because I have been exposed to medicine all the year round and have a good smell Sensitive, so you can smell it. "

Speaking of this, Nangong Yan already understood what she said: "do you want to say that the father emperor was poisoned?"

"Yes. And judging from the intensity of his smell, the poison didn't happen in a moment. Rome wasn't built in a day. I suspect that in addition to Nangong LAN, there is another force trying to deal with your father."

At this time, the two of them suddenly seemed to think of something and said in the same voice: "hunting in autumn."

During the hunting that day, Nangong Qi said that someone wanted to assassinate Nangong Xuan, but she didn't succeed. According to the martial arts used by that person, she came from the Wuling family.

"Do you remember the day we went to the lake, someone was going to assassinate us. Let's imagine that if the people who wanted to deal with us were two groups from the beginning?"

This idea has been brewing in Ji Qingxue's mind for a long time. That day, in the restaurant, they found that Ji Qingling met a man in black, that is, because the man in black gave Ji Qingling a magic medicine, it led to the recurrence of poison in Nangong Yan's body.

Later, Sima Jingxuan asked her to treat her resentment. From her body shape and breath, Ji Qingxue knew that resentment was the person who met Ji Qingling in the restaurant.

So at that time, she decided that what had been behind nangongyan for so long was to hate them, but now it seems that there is something wrong?

"You wait for me to stroke!" Ji Qingxue said quickly.

Yes, grudge is to give Ji Qing the elixir, and then use Sima Yue to urge the toxicity of nangongyan in advance, but she did give herself enough time to save nangongyan.

Because if you really want to kill him, shouldn't it be a medicine that should order people to die immediately? How can you give yourself a chance to save nangongyan again?

And in the restaurant, if you don't show mercy, I'm afraid the fourth brother and Qingqing have already died.

This series of things are connected. Ji Qingxue finds that the act of resentment ostensibly wants to kill them, but it seems more like they want to stay out of it.

To be honest, if they really fight, they may not be her opponent by virtue of their hated martial arts, even if all of them add up.

What the hell does she mean?

The poison on Nangong Yan's father has been accumulated for a long time. It can't be the poison only recently. Will this matter have something to do with Sima Jingxuan and them?

If so, have they already inserted them into the palace of the great Yan?

At the thought of this, Ji Qingxue couldn't help but be shocked. What are they doing?

Nangong Yan kept silent and looked at Ji Qingxue's face constantly changing, as if he thought of something bad.

Nangong Yan grabbed her and was worried: "ah Xue, what did you think of?"

Ji Qingxue looked up at him with some hesitation on his face: "nangongyan, I think something is wrong. Let's find a chance to go into the palace again."

"Is there anything you can't tell me now?"

Ji Qingxue didn't mention anything to her, so she was worried about Nangong. He was afraid that Ji Qingxue would act alone.

Ji Qingxue didn't answer him, but looked at him firmly: "Nangong Yan, do you believe me?"

Well, I believe it.

Then don't ask any more. When I find out a result of these things, I will naturally tell you.

Nangong Yan takes Ji Qingxue into his arms. He sighs imperceptibly in Ji Qingxue's ears: "I always have nothing to do with you. No matter what you want to do, you have to promise me to protect yourself. If you can't solve it alone, don't carry it."

Ji Qingxue is buried in nangongyan's arms and is silent. She knows that nangongyan gives her the greatest trust.

"Ah Xue, if you don't want to say, I won't ask again. I'll wait until you're willing to tell me."

Ji Qingxue said silently in her heart, Nangong Yan, I'm sorry, I can't tell you until this matter is found out.

But believe me, everything I do is for you.

Nangong Yan finished the collection of all officials within the specified time, so Nangong Lan was very angry, because there was no reason to punish him.

But what makes Nangong LAN more strange is that he doesn't know how Nangong Yan raised so much silver, and he hasn't offended all the officials in the court. On the contrary, these people have a more respectful attitude towards Nangong Yan than before.

Say respect, rather say to have nangongyan is a kind of awe.

Another strange thing is the amulet.

The talisman is the most important keepsake to mobilize Dayan's troops, but just yesterday someone sent the rest of the talisman to the east palace.

On that day, the father divided the amulet into two and the other half into four, which were kept by four generals., The father emperor's Hyogo county is still on him, but who raised the other four talismans for him?

Nangong LAN doesn't know whether the other party is an enemy or a friend, but it seems that the other party has no malice, at least not now.

It was the grand ceremony of his accession to the throne soon, and he couldn't care much about it. He had to start on the line.

Nangong LAN looked proud. After so many years of dream, it was finally about to come true.

He longed to see everyone kneeling at his feet. He longed to be the king of the world. He wanted to stand at the highest place and look down on everything.

But now Nangong Lan also forgot the truth that music is easy to be sad.

Everything in the world is as small as loess. It's not worth thinking about, but just clinging to it.