Chapter 297

The captain of the guard never thought that things would evolve to this point.

Before he stopped someone, he was going to make trouble for Mo Chen, but he was missing

Your majesty, because of him, made great efforts to find.

At that time, because at the time of job change, there were only himself and his two confidants at the door. He wanted to hide this matter at that time, so he explained it to them and warned them not to tell this morning.

Unexpectedly, they betrayed him without hesitation

Qiao Yan Ran listened to his words, the complexion is uncertain, cold voice way: "today whole day's time, I how don't see you announce?"?

You can't help but see that I'm busy looking here, right? "

Her voice was very heavy at the end.

The cold sweat rolled down the captain's face.

Now it's winter, and it's evening, the temperature is relatively low, but it's hard to sweat all over, and the back is wet.

"Your Majesty, please punish me for my negligence."

Qiao Yanran snorted coldly, "from today on, you will be exempted from the identity of the guard chief.

If Hua Mochen is safe and sound, that's all. If he has a short match, I want you to take his head on it! "

"Yes It's... "

The whole body of the convoy trembled slightly, and felt that he had walked from the gate of hell. His voice was hoarse and he knocked his head hard. "Thank you for your kindness."

Qiao Yan Ran glanced at her, didn't say much, left directly.

She's in a bit of a hurry now.

Hua Mochen is poisoned. Now she doesn't know her life and death, which makes her feel a little flustered.

The sky was completely dark, but the whole city Lord's mansion was illuminated as bright as day by the torch held high by the people.

Hua Mo Chen is lying quietly in the garden now.

Today, he woke up many times, but soon he was in a coma, but he could hear the cries outside.

It's his name.

Does this mean that he has a place in your heart?

"Cough cough --"

Hua Mo Chen coughed violently, as if he was going to cough up all his heart, liver and lungs. After coughing, a big mouthful of black blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.

"Have you searched here?"

Qiao Yanran holds a torch and looks at a very desolate courtyard in the Lord's mansion.

"Your Majesty, this is the ancestral hall of the Lord's house..."

A guard spoke.

The ancestral hall is a place to offer sacrifices to the ancestors. It is solemn and sacred. It is closed all the year round. Only the day of sacrifice can be opened.

Because it was the ancestral hall, they did not go in to search.

With Qiao Yanran in the side of the city, quickly took out the key from the body, the ancestral hall door open, said: "Your Majesty, please come in, please come in."

Qiao Yanran stepped into the ancestral hall, searched inside and outside, and finally found a figure lying on the ground in a flower bed.

She squatted down, turned over the figure, and saw the blue and blue flower dust.

Qiao Yanran saw this scene, a heartbeat missed two beats, reached out to probe under his nose, found that he still had some weak breathing, this was a great relief.

Look at his face, the poison in his body has spread.

"Imperial doctor, imperial doctor, come here for a moment!"

The city Lord who closely follows Qiao Yanran's side sees this scene and is relieved. At the same time, his heart is raised again and he opens his mouth in a hurry.