Chapter 147 Saving the Paranoid Prince 39
Because of the assassination attempt on the emperor's hunting ground, the palaces were extremely cautious with their food, clothing and other expenses.
I don't know how she managed to get the things in without being seen.
Lingyao did not avoid his eyes.
The royal family is now facing internal and external troubles, and the emperor will have to deal with the evil turmoil next, so he will have no time to take care of these trivial matters.
Yes, Lingyao and Xiemen reached an agreement.
She will help Xiemen to attack the city gate, and Xiemen will never ask about her affairs again.
After everything was over, Lingyao had nothing to do with Xiemen anymore.
The blue machine that had just seen the injured here didn't know all this.
The leader of the evil sect wore a half mask on his face, and the half that was exposed looked gloomy, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, which made people feel chilled just by looking at him.
Lan Ji looked at the evil leader who didn't look very good and took a sip of tea.
His brows relaxed and his tone was calm: "My Lord, Lan Ji has already reported that Zi is no longer the same as before."
His dark eyes always seemed to be covered with a veil. Although he looked gentle and refined, his eyes always made people feel distant.
Upon hearing this, the Lord raised his eyelids and looked at him, snorting coldly: "Her skills have now reached such a level. It seems that she has been playing the pig to eat the tiger. We have all been tricked by her."
The man paused, his eyes swept across the blue plane meaningfully: "But you are always careful, how come you didn't notice any clues?"
Lan Ji put down his teacup and smiled helplessly: "How can I find out something that the master hasn't discovered?"
As he said this, he stood up and bowed slightly. Although he was an assassin who crawled out of a pile of dead bodies, his manners were like those of a noble family.
"I still have some things to deal with in the palace, so I will take my leave first."
The moment he turned around, the smile on that gentle face instantly fell, and the fingers under the long sleeves were so tense that the knuckles turned white.
The master on the throne looked at Lan Ji's gradually receding back with a serious look, and pulled the corner of his mouth sarcastically.
If he really cared that much, he would lose his temper when he knew that the other party was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, and that he was also put on a mask in front of him.
He was willing to take an extra dose of the incurable poison from the Western Regions for her, and said that it was just to repay a favor. Xiemen originally prepared two doses of medicine for each assassin who went out of the Xiemen.
One of them is a poison prepared by Blue Machine, which has an antidote but is difficult to solve.
The other one is an unantidote-able poison from the Western Regions, made from poisonous insects that have been cultivated for many years by the most mysterious elders from the Western Regions.
This poison is harmless to the body and does not cause any discomfort. However, if someone betrays you, the mother poison in the hands of the elders can make the person infected with the child poison live a life worse than death.
Lan Ji blocked Zi's poison and thought he had done it unconsciously.
In fact, the master knew everything, but he did not stop it.
Firstly, the fact that Lan Ji discovered the poison was already a small handle on the organization, but more importantly, Lan Ji’s role in the organization is irreplaceable.
As for Zi, she has always been loyal to the organization, so one dose of poison is enough to control her.
It’s just that the organization never expected that things would turn out to be this way.
The matter of the assassin in the palace has not been resolved yet, and a sudden flood occurred in the south, making life miserable for the people.
The emperor was overwhelmed by the fact that the ministers in the court had different opinions on the issue of disaster relief funds.
The emperor executed many people in anger.
When the emperor was the seventh prince, he was bloody, violent and irritable by nature, but he appeared to be much more restrained after becoming emperor.
Once this started, it was out of control. Everyone secretly thought that the emperor was a tyrant, and even the people were talking about it.
The emperor has lost the hearts of his subjects and the people.
So much so that when the evil spirits broke into the palace, even the resistance of some officials and subjects was no longer as fierce as before.
I never expected everything to go so smoothly.
When Lingyao said she would help them break into the palace, they were still on guard against Lingyao, and even made all preparations for the attack.
Lan Ji brought his men out of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Miss Jiang looked at Lan Ji, who was dressed in black assassin's brocade clothes, and felt that he was both familiar and unfamiliar.
His face was still as gentle as usual, but it made people feel cold inside.
She grabbed Lan Ji's arm, and tears fell down her face involuntarily.
"Master Lan, you are not an evil assassin, right? Tell me, I will believe you as long as you say it."
Lan Ji looked at the face blurred by tears. Even though it was blurred by tears, it was the first time Lan Ji saw her face clearly.
Just as Miss Jiang saw her lover clearly for the first time.
His gaze stayed on her face for only two seconds, his expression didn't even change, without any guilt or softness: "I am the Seven Killers of the Evil Sect, Lan Ji."
After saying that, he pulled out his arm and walked forward with the man.
The clouds are rolling in the sky, and beneath the piled clouds, whether it is a rainstorm or bright sunshine, everything is unknown.
The flashes of swords and sabers flashed through the crowd.
The moment the emperor was abducted by the assassin who was evilly planted in the palace, the royal family was completely defeated.
Before Xie Men could even sit on the dragon throne, Lingyao rushed in with her men.
When the royal family saw Lingyao and Murong Jing behind her, their bleak faces instantly became filled with anticipation.
When Xiemen saw Lingyao, his brows darkened.
"Zi, what do you mean?"
Although the evil leader spoke in a strong tone, he was still wary of Lingyao in his heart, not to mention that Lingyao was followed by a pair of secret guards who had never appeared before.
That was Murong Jingyang's shadow.
The two sides did not remain deadlocked for long before they started fighting.
Lingyao originally asked someone to find a chair for Murong Jing to sit on, but someone came straight at Murong Jing with a sword.
The people nearby wanted to come over to protect him, but Murong Jing signaled them to step back.
He was wearing a bright dark red robe today, and his long hair was simply raised up. It was not an attire suitable for fighting.
Because Murong Jing was also called over suddenly.
When the evil spirit broke in, he was reading a short story to Lingyao.
Murong Jing had hidden a few of Lingyao's strange storybooks before, but Lingyao would take out a few of them from time to time.
So Murong Jing simply bought some less strange storybooks and read them to Lingyao every day.
In fact, Lingyao felt that Murong Jing’s stories were not as good as the ones she bought.
Stimulate!
But listening is indeed less tiring than reading, so she is now used to Murong Jing reading to her.
Moreover, the voice of the God of Wealth baby is low, cold and clear, which sounds comfortable!
Lingyao was not very satisfied with the fact that he liked to kiss her while he was reading.
One time when I was reading something interesting, he came over and asked for a kiss.
One kiss wasn't enough, so I kissed again and again.
Lingyao wanted to snatch the book and read it herself, but Murong Jing hid the book in his chest.
His cold and white face turned red from the kiss, his narrow eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he lowered his head to be kissed.
Then he was kissed by Lingyao until he gasped for breath, and he had to read the storybook to Lingyao while humming and panting.
Today, I was reading a storybook when Lingyao called me to the front hall where there was a chaotic fight.