Chapter 30 Jingsheng was assassinated

The branch shook and slowly calmed down. Then Mother exhaled a sullen breath in her chest. She looked at the child in her arms, and her eyes flashed brightly. Holding the child firmly with one hand and taking out a black pill from her arms with the other hand, M Mother stuffed the pill to the child's mouth with some trembling.

"What are you doing?"

A voice hidden around suddenly broke her mood, and M Mother's fingers immediately trembled, allowing the black pill to fall to the ground. The wind sounded, and Qing Mo broke the branches in front of him with his hands and jumped to the Mother. The Mama was still stunned, but saw Qingmo's wrist turn and hold the child tightly in her arms.

"You..."

"How dare you to murder the prince." Qingmo looked up, and the Mama sat on the ground in panic after a mistake, trembling her legs and kicked away the gravel on the ground.

Reaching out and patting the infant, Qing Mo thought to himself that if Ye Yunyi had never let her enter the palace, and if Ye Yunyi had never let her stay here, the child would have died...

"No...no...I didn't, I didn't." Seeing Qingmo's murderous face, the M Mother couldn't help shrinking and moving aside.

"No?" Qingmo sneered and walked towards the Mother. A wind behind him shouted tightly, and the child in his arms suddenly cried loudly. Qing Mo quickly raised his breath and jumped towards the rockery beside him.

" Miso..."

The sound of miso fell to the ground. Qingmo hugged the child and chased him back, but he only smelled a soft sound and could not see anyone at all. The child in her arms suddenly cried, and Qing Mo lowered her head and coaxed silently. She turned her eyes and saw that the old woman was hit by a cold dart in the middle of her throat, and her eyes were round and she was no longer angry.

It's cold in my heart. Who will be so cruel that he must kill the child and the dead?

Qingmo's heart was sore that she came forward to check the body of her Mother's body. She put her fist on her side with one hand and pressed it on her chest. Strangely, this cold dart was sealed to death. Why did she cover her chest?

Qingmo squatted down, put the child on the ground aside, carefully pulled open the matan's skirt, and there was a silk handkerchief in the place where her palm was covered. At first glance, the silk handkerchief was extremely ordinary. The green ink took out the silk handkerchief puzzled, but saw that the silk handkerchief was folded squarely.

Qingmo took Fang Pa in his hand and picked up the black pill that rolled on the ground. When Fang was condensing, footsteps suddenly came from behind him. Qingmo hurriedly stuffed Fangpa into his cuffs, picked him up and turned around. A team of royal troops was running towards here. When he saw Qingmo, he shouted, "Who is it?"

"The maidservant Qingmo was placed by His Royal Highness in the Red Sleeve Palace to take care of the prince. He didn't come back for a long time and came out to look for him. I saw the old man coming back with the prince, but the thief from nowhere wanted to assassinate the prince. The old man protected the prince, and the prince escaped the disaster..."

Qingmo said as he stretched out his right hand to wipe his tears.

The Royal Forest Army looked at the child in Qingmo's arms and raised his jaw to the bodyguard behind him. The bodyguard came forward to investigate and reported: "This Mami was injured and died by a hidden weapon."

When the imperial army heard the words, he said to Qing Mo, "Let's go and wait for me to see your Highness." With that, several royal forest troops surrounded Qingmo in the middle.

"Yes."

Qingmo's words cannot be used as evidence, and the Royal Forest Army will not take this risk. And she did not refuse, knowing that the assassin is in the dark, it would be more dangerous for her to act alone.

The group arrived at the side hall of Zhaoming Palace and waited. Not long after, Ye Yun hurried over.

"His Royal Highness."

The internal supervisor and the imperial army guards knelt down and saluted one after another. Ye Yun did not squint, but casually raised his sleeves and went straight to Qingmo: "What's going on?"

Qing Mofu replied, "Your Highness, I was ordered to pick up the prince, but I saw that the maidservant was assassinated halfway. The maidservant was incompetent and only saved the prince... When I tied up the clothes for the ma'smaiden, the royal guard arrived, and the maidservant came here."

Ye Yun changed his color, looked at Qing Mo, and then snorted coldly: "Assassin? This palace has become a free place for assassins to come and go.

As soon as the words fell, the people in the hall bowed down and knelt down, and the rest of the green ink stood alone. She pointed to Ye Yun's sleeves.

"Huh, why don't you check it? Do you have to wait for the assassin here? Ye Yun was furious, and the guards trembled and shrank their heads: "Yes, yes, my subordinates will do it immediately..."

The imperial army retreated until the door of the side hall was closed that Ye Yunyi turned around.

"What did you find?"

Qingmo put the child aside and took out the silk handkerchief from his sleeve: "This was found by the Mami."

Ye Yun glanced, reached out and twisted the corner of the silk handkerchief, and shook the silk handkerchief while shaking. A broken piece of paper fell down and slowly fell to the ground.

"This is..." Qingmo picked up the confetti, but there was only a vertical word "human" on it.

Ye Yun's result is that the debris, these two strokes are clearly the beginning of the same word. What word will it be...

"Yes, prince, and this." Qingmo suddenly remembered and took out the black pill.

Reaching out and crushing the black pill, Ye Yun's eyes flashed: "This is poison. Wrapped in fish scale powder, it melts in your mouth. It is naturally very effective for Jingsheng.

"The poisonous mind is just a child. Why did you kill him?"

Qingmo's words made Ye Yunyi calm down: Yes, there is a need to kill people. How can Jing Sheng have a grudge against others when he was just born? The assassination without grievances is only for three things - fame, profit and wealth.

He is not married yet, and Jingsheng's name is unique. There is no need to mention Li. What about Lu... Who will this Lu benefit if he is in the court?

I was puzzled. Ye Yun rubbed his forehead. This matter had never been turned out, so he could only tell Qingmo not to leave Jingsheng.

"Clean up this side hall these days. You and Jingsheng will stay in Zhaoming Palace. I will guard it secretly. Be careful."

"Qingmo knows."

......

The years are old, and the morning and evening are short. The Celestial Empire is opposed to the southern country, and there are too many winds and clouds to block it. Whether it is mountains and rivers, it is always staring at each other.

In the southern palace, Qin Si was supported by Xiao Ai to walk on the long palace road.

"Princess, this stone is sore, you'd better be careful." Xiaoai's little face was wrinkled, and every step under her feet was so painful that she bit her lips and endured it. She couldn't hold it any longer, so she looked up and looked at Qin Si and said.

Qin Si stopped when he heard the words and took Xiaoai aside to put on embroidered shoes: "The imperial doctor said that walking more on this gravel road is good for production."

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"It hurts, but the body will be much more comfortable after the pain." Qin Si said and reached out to wipe the thin sweat on his forehead.

"Princess."

Tianguan bowed to Qin Si and bent forward to put on embroidered shoes for Qin Si. Qin Si's movements were extremely difficult for his swollen calves and feet due to pregnancy.

"Princess, it's windy today, let's go back first..." Tianguan took the cloak and put it on Qin Si's shoulder and whispered.

"Okay, by the way, go to see the folds. In a few days, it will be the Shangyuan Festival, and I will always see how it goes."

With that, Qin Si began to walk towards Mingjing Palace.

The front of Mingjing Palace is full of red silk. There is a legend that when the mother gave birth to a child, if the child can be wrapped in red light, the child can grow up healthily...

The moment he stepped up the steps, Qin Si suddenly became unstable, and his heavy lower abdomen fell down, and bursts of convulsions suddenly spread between his legs.

Aware that Qin Si's footsteps stopped, Xiaoai stopped and looked sideways. Qin Si's face was pale, and there was a faint red silk in his eyes.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Si frowned, endured the pain, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid I'm going to give birth..."

Qin Si moaned with a little pain from the corners of his lips, and his slightly raised cheeks were covered with red. Seeing this, the heavenly official immediately said to the internal supervisor in front of Mingjing Palace, "What are you still doing? Pass on to the imperial doctor..."

"Yes. Yes."

The maidservant beside him came forward to help Qin Si into the palace. The apse of Mingjing Palace had already been cleaned up and prepared for Qin Si's production.

Qin Si was carried to the bed, and the soft mattress was pressed under him, and soon became wet by the moisture gushing out. The pain slowly reced after she lay flat. Qin Si opened his lips slightly and his eyes were blurred.

"Princess, how are you?" Xiao Ai asked with a little crying voice.

Qin thought wanted to reply, but was suppressed by the surge of fatigue.

"Your Highness, don't talk now. Save some strength..." The hurried female doctor said in a hurry.

Qin Si nodded slightly. Seeing that her strength seemed to have dissipated, Xiaoai came forward to hold her hand. The mother beside her reached out and patted Xiaoai and said, "Miss Quan, this is not possible. This delivery room is a bloody place. You are a boudoir. You'd better go out quickly."

"But the princess..." There is no one around the princess who can take care of her.

"Miss Quan, go out, the heavenly official is here."

The heavenly official smiled at Xiao Ai and half pushed her to the door before entering...

Soon, Qin Si's labor pain became more and more serious, and the uncontrollable cry of pain came from the hall. The little love was burning, but he could only stamp his feet and dry in a hurry.

"Your Highness, put this under your tongue." M Mother fed the ginseng tablets to Qin Si's mouth, and the smell of penetrating ginseng rushed into Qin Si's nose. She gasped slightly, and the pain that had just calmed down hit again.

"Ah..."

"Your Highness, bear with it. I'm afraid it will take several hours, but you must keep your strength..."

Qin Si listened to the Mother's constant talk, and his body twitched for a while. The pain was so great that she only felt that her teeth seemed to be soft and lost, and she couldn't exert any strength.

The pain became more and more frequent. Qin Si's clothes were wet, and the hair on his forehead was also condensed into a bunch of wet.

"Your Highness, I will give you a smooth baby, but you have to endure some pain..."

Qin Si turned away from her face and let M Mother's hand press on her lower abdomen, and her thoughts suddenly drifted far away... Yunyi, A Li missed you.