V3.C106

They had been to Tixing mansion several times before. The guards knew them and took them to the flower hall. They didn't wait long, so Shan Yulan came.

"You two come to me. What can I do for you?"

Gu Yun's sharp discovery, Shan Yulan just saw them, his face flashed a trace of doubt and consternation. Gu Yun sits still quietly, letting Zhuo Qing around him deal with him.

They always have a tacit understanding. Seeing Gu Yun's immobility, Zhuo Qing naturally understands her meaning. She nods slightly to Shan Yulan and asks directly, "what do you find after you have examined the child's body? Is it poisoning? "

"You?" He had already guessed where she and her husband came from, and he had been thinking about how to deal with them carefully. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Qing asked such a question so directly and definitely. Xiao Shi was always calm, and he was surprised.

He didn't need much keen observation. He knew that he must know the inside story. Zhuo Qing didn't beat around the Bush and said, "we have found that Mingjian took the medicine residue. He is Yan The emperor's confidants must be inspired by him to do so. If the emperor has doubts about the cause of the prince's death, how can he let the child go to the earth without knowing anything? "

Gu Yun is always silent, a pair of sharp eyes never leave Shan Yulan, Zhuo Qing talks, the words are firm. In the face of these two people, Shan Yulan has a feeling of no escape. He shakes his head with a bitter smile. He doesn't have to think of any way to deal with them. They are not so easy to deal with. With a sigh, Shan Yulan nods, "that night, I did experiment with the body of the prince."

"How?"

Since they already know that the child may have been poisoned, Mrs. Lou must have examined the child's body before, but she was afraid that she could not look at it carefully, so she asked him for confirmation. Shan Yulan didn't say much, but only replied: "the prince is really poisoned to death. What kind of poison is not found yet."

"Not found in the dregs?"

Shan Yulan was also very distressed and sighed: "there's no problem with the medicine residue. It's completely a medicine for fever. It's not poisonous."

"There is no problem with the dregs, but there is no problem with the medicine. Ruyi poured the juice from the medicine pot and brought it to Qingfeng hall. The person who poisoned it is most likely the person in Qingfeng hall." Gu Yun, who has been silent, finally opens his mouth. He has the meaning to check.

Seeing that they were ready to leave, Shan Yulan frowned and loosened his brows. He wanted to talk but stopped several times. Finally, he said in a low voice: "the prince died young. The emperor is also very sad about this Naturally, the emperor has his consideration. You two should not be too hasty. Moreover, the temperament of the Qing imperial concubine is totally different from that of the two. So... "

Shan Yulan seldom talks so obscure. What he looks like now can only show that Yan Hongtian should have explained it earlier. Zhuo Qing readily replied: "don't worry, we won't let Qingfeng know before we make it clear, and we won't It's a good idea to beat the grass and scare the snake. "

Gu Yun and Zhuo Qing walk out of Tixing mansion, and both of them feel powerless, because Shan Yulan's words just now, Gu Yun's face is not very good, and his words are also a little blunt, "Yan Hongtian must also suspect the cause of the child's death, otherwise it is impossible to let people find the drug residue at the beginning, and let Shan Yulan go to the autopsy, since he suspects, why is he so furtive? What on earth does he want to do? "

"I don't know..." Compared with Gu Yun, Zhuo Qing is more worried. The abnormality of Xiyan these days and Shan Yulan's dissuasion all make her feel that Yan Hongtian won't let it go this time. It's just that he doesn't tell Qingfeng what to do, and doesn't let her know. Is it really good?

Forget it. Anyway, it will take three months for Qingfeng to cure her face. Let's wait until her face is cured.

Qingfeng hall, in addition to Poria cocos can stay, other people were driven out, Qingfeng looked at the baby cradle under the tree, then closed his eyes, after a few deep breaths, turned to the side of the rising said: "can start."

He glanced at her more and more and turned to enter the house.

Green maple stares at that arrogant figure, bit to bite teeth, didn't say what, followed to go in.

Yuesheng looked around and saw some paintings hanging in his study. There was a trace of appreciation in his eyes. However, it was only a very short moment, and his face regained its defiant look. See green maple and poria cocos also into the flower hall, more rise smile a bit unkind, "I naturally can start at any time, it depends on you ready?"

Green maple face unchanged, asked: "need to prepare what?"

"The scar on your face is very deep, and now it's all right. If you want to restore your former appearance, you need to cut your face." With that, Yuesheng pulled out a small roll of cowhide from between his sleeves, pulled out the binding rope, and the cowhide unfolded. There were several knives of different lengths and thicknesses, and several long silver needles and hooks beside them.

Each knife looks very sharp. Qingfeng just frowns. Poria cocos stares at the blade with cold light. Thinking of what Yuesheng said just now, "the pain of cutting face", her heart immediately pulls up.

"First cut the dead meat, and then add the medicine I made, and take it orally and externally every day. However, before the meat grows well, every dressing change will be as painful as ten thousand ants gnawing. " Yuesheng took out the knives one by one and put them in place. Then he wiped them gently with cotton cloth. He was extremely careful, but his words were obviously careless, as if the pain of ten thousand ants was nothing in his eyes.Just listen to cut noodles, Poria cocos has been startled, and then hear the pain of ten thousand ants gnawing, Poria cocos unconsciously grasped the hand of Qingfeng, she can feel the cold hands and try to suppress the shaking. "Master..."

Qingfeng clenched Fuling's hand, looked up, and asked in a cold voice, "is there anything else?"

The more rises slightly to look up, see the appearance that the green maple that strong from calm, the corner of the mouth Yang Yang, smile a way: "did not have."

Secretly relieved at the same time, green maple released the hand of Poria cocos, "did not start."

"Good." Not dragging mud and water, Yuesheng is obviously very satisfied with Qingfeng's attitude. He points to the chair to let her sit down. Yuesheng says to Fuling, who is still stiff on one side: "bring in a basin of water, and then prepare some clean cotton cloth."

"Yes." Poria cocos dare not hesitate, go out to do immediately.

When Poria cocos came back with water and cotton cloth, she saw that she picked up a blade as thin as a cicada's wing and approached the maple. Poria cocos took a breath and held the basin tightly.

As soon as the blade came close to Qingfeng's face, she suddenly cried, "wait a minute."

The more I raised my hand, the more anger and impatience rose in my eyes, but the hand holding the knife still came down.

"Put things down, Poria cocos, you go out."

Poria cocos urgent way: "master, maidservant can stay to help..."

Not waiting for her to finish, green maple harshly scolded: "out!"

Qingfeng did not look at her, Poria cocos has no way, can only put the basin on the side of the short several, slowly out of the door, the door closed that moment, she saw the master's slender hand tightly grasp the wooden chair handle, the voice is not as powerful as before, "continue."

Finally, the door had to be closed, and Fuling's hand trembled uncontrollably. Fuling stepped back and held her hands tightly together, biting her lower lip, trying to calm her heart.

"Ah

Inside the room came an extremely painful and hard to suppress the call, Poria cocos at the foot of a soft, almost fell to the ground. Think of that sharp blade across the flesh and blood feeling, cut face Do you really want to cut the flesh on your face with a knife? Poria cocos squatted on the cold stone steps, staring at the closed door, her vision gradually blurred.

I don't know that time has passed for a long time, maybe it's only half an hour, maybe it's already half a day. Poria cocos is quietly waiting by the stone steps, constantly imagining the scene of the blade across the flesh and blood. When she feels that she's going crazy, the rising voice finally rings: "people from outside come in."

Poria cocos stiff for a while, the next moment immediately stood up, pushed open the door and rushed in.

As soon as Poria cocos entered the house, it smelled a strong smell of blood. The basin of water had turned maroon, and the bloody cloth was thrown all over the floor.

"Master?" Green maple was placed on the soft couch next to the screen. Poria cocos ran to see that the master had fainted.

"Change her clothes. And put away all the mirrors so she can't see them. " With that, he put away the cowhide roll on the table and went out.

It wasn't until she left that Poria Ling dared to take a close look at the people on the soft couch. Green maple's face was covered with thick cotton cloth and only showed a pair of closed eyes. She couldn't see her face or what she had suffered just now, but her collar was full of blood. Poria cocos shook her hands and gently held the pair of delicate jade fingers that once envied others, but now they were full of scars. She choked: "master You Why are you suffering? "

Poria cocos has been guarding the side of Qingfeng, fortunately, at dinner time, she finally woke up. Qingfeng sat up straight, reached out and touched the cotton cloth wrapped around his face. His hand stopped for a while, then slowly put it down, saying nothing more. But every time when changing dressing, master never let her in the side, at the beginning of a few days, Poria cocos will hear master try to hide under the groan, and then gradually no sound, just master finger scars have not been good. In this repeated suffering, the three spent more than ten days of calm.

Time will not stagnate because of anyone, and the pace of spring will come as promised. The sunshine reduces the chill of early spring, and makes everything that has been cold for a season come to life gradually.

Qingfeng as usual sitting quietly in the yard, holding the hands of the day since the body does not leave the warm jade, gently stroking. That piece of warm jade was sent to the little prince by Lou Xiang. Later, he took it with him all the time. Before the funeral, the master untied the warm jade and took it with him. He often took it out to have a look.

On weekdays, in addition to changing his dressing, Yuesheng spent most of his time alone in his room, or because of the fine weather today, he was sitting in the yard, pouring out a thumb sized, scarlet eyed, Green Toad from a small porcelain bottle.