Chapter 55 What are the clues

Unconsciously, a full moon hung high in the sky. At the extreme glance, it is a steep cliff hidden in the ink-like night, like a huge dark curtain, covering the whole Evian Mountain.

In the moonlight, a man holding a freshwater green bamboo white fan with a bright face, elegant and handsome looked at the dark cliff in the distance with a smile. Later beside him stood Ke Chengyang, who had a beautiful face and a better woman.

With his clothes lightly, Ke Chengyang looked at Jiang Mozhu's thin and slender back with a solemn face, and his voice was like ice: "You really don't know what's going on?"

"I don't know." Jiang Mozhu slowly turned around and shook the paper fan. "Not only don't you know, but you don't even have any clue."

"The more you say that, the more I think you know something."

"Alas, it seems that I can deceive all the people in the world, but I can't deceive you." Jiang Mozhu shook his head helplessly, "But to be precise, you should know the assassin better than me, don't you? And you are also best at drawing silk and peeling cocoon.

"I'm not interested in politics. What I want to know now is, did you do this?"

"No." Jiang Mozhu slowly spit out two words, and then turned around and looked at the heavy dark curtain.

"Okay, I know."

"Wait."

Ke Chengyang frowned: "What? Do you want to say it again?"

"No, I just want you to bring this thing to the princess. She should wake up in three hours. In addition..."

The pale blue glazed bottle drew a beautiful arc in the air and steadily fell into Ke Chengyang's hands: "What else?"

"Nothing."

"Next time you say such a half-hearted thing, I will throw you to Mei Nianfa and let the fox concoct you well." After saying that, Ke Chengyang walked away with a cold face.

When Liu Ye stabbed the third golden needle into Ling Yue's fingers, even Emperor Xia couldn't sit still, because as time went by, Ling Yue's face became paler and pale and almost lost his blood.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Ke Chengyang raised the curtain and came in with a cold face.

"Ke Yushi, what are the clues about assassins?"

"I didn't reply to the emperor."

"I see. You go down first."

"Weichen..."

"What else?"

"Lord Jiang asked Weichen to give this to Princess Qinghe, saying that as long as the princess takes this medicine, she will wake up within three hours." Ke Chengyang handed the pale blue glazed bottle to Emperor Xia, and then lowered his head slightly and retreated.

"Liu Yao, what's in it?"

Liu Yao carefully took the glazed bottle with both hands, gently opened the wooden cork, and immediately a strange smell floated away from the bottle. It was a strange smell that he had never smelled, but he couldn't tell Emperor Xia that he didn't know what was in the glass bottle. After thinking about it for a long time, Liu Yao replied faintly, "The emperor, the Weichen in the glass bottle is not very clear, but there are several medicinal herbs that remove the fire and repair the vitality. Weichen heard of Lord Jiang. Read the group books, maybe this medicine can really save the princess's life.

"Come on, drag Liu Yao out and kill him." Without the sound of thunder, Xia Di's tone was light, as simple as saying that I was going to sleep for a while, but I didn't know that that sentence had already scared Dr. Liu to kneel on the ground.

Not only that, but several other royal doctors and women full of doctors all knelt to the ground, all of whom were chilling. Only at the end of the night, he still looked at Ling Yue lying sadly.

He knew that the reason why Ling Yue let him do that was to use ten fingers to wake up his sleeping will, but even if he had pierced three golden needles, he still didn't see Ling Yue wake up. Not only that, the situation was even worse.

Under such circumstances, Liu Ye hesitated whether to pierce the fourth golden needle.

"The useless thing was scared like this. Why don't you give the medicine to the princess quickly? If Ling Yue has any shortcomings, I will reward you for Ling Chi's death."

"Wei... Weichen obeys." Liu Yao stood up trembling and walked to the bedside.

"Give me the bottle." Liu Ye said coldly.

"This..." Liu Yao looked back at Emperor Xia and saw that Emperor Xia nodded before handing over the glazed bottle to Liu Ye. Then he retreated silently and prayed silently in his heart; Ling Yue was safe and sound. In fact, Liu Yao originally thought that even if Ling Yue unfortunately died, it had nothing to do with him. Because the medicine was provided by Jiang Mozhu, he could completely stay out of the matter if something happened. But unfortunately, Emperor Xia tied Ling Yue's life to him. Ling Yue died, he died, Ling Yue lived, and he lived.

Liuye didn't know what was in the bottle, but for more than ten years in Cangguo, he knew that although Jiang Mozhu was a general in the battlefield, he was also well-read books, especially proficient in medical skills. In many cases, the difficult and miscellaneous diseases that Cangguo's imperial doctor can't cure, but he can cure them, and the methods used are often shocking.

"Ru Ye, Lord Jiang was originally an important minister of the Cang Kingdom. I believe that he will not murder the princess. Give the medicine to the princess." Xia Di said lightly.

"Yes." Liu Ye answered low and slowly poured the milky ** in the glazed bottle into Ling Yue's mouth.

What you can do is just waiting.

While waiting, Xia Kang, Xia Wuchen and Ouyang Wan also came one after another because they were worried about Ling Yue's injury.

Looking at Ling Yue lying on **'s uncertain life and death, Xia Kang only felt a dull pain in his heart. How could such a weak body withstand such pain? If it hadn't been for Xia Di, he would have sat in front of Ling Yue's bed to guard her.

Suddenly, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Xia Wuchen slowly walked to Ling Yue's bed and stood like that. It's just that everyone can see that in addition to worry, there is also a little pity and admiration in Xia Wuchen's eyes.

"Ryuye, can you let me sit here?"

"Ye." Liu Ye got up and gave up his seat to Xia Wuchen, while standing silently at the foot of the bed.

"Ling Yue... can you hear me?" Xia Wuchen did not dare to look at Ling Yue's finger that had been stabbed with a golden needle. He gently pulled back a strand of green silk scattered in front of Ling Yue's forehead. "You said that we will hold our hands and take care of our children, so you can't leave me alone..."

"Gu Li... Gu Li... Don't... Don't leave me..."

"Ling Yue... Are you awake?" Xia Wuchen saw that Ling Yue's closed eyes seemed to open slightly and immediately leaned over, "Are you awake?"

"Gu Li, it's good to see you in your dream." After saying that, Ling Yue closed her eyes again, and there was no response no matter how Xia Wuchen called her name.

Xia Kang looked at Xia Wuchen sitting in front of Ling Yue's bed and had mixed feelings. He also wanted to sit there and guard Ling Yue before. But reason told him that he couldn't do that. In order to contain the growing power of the prince, Emperor Xia was ready to announce the betroth of Li Jinglue's daughter to him, so he absolutely could not express his love for Ling Yue, which would only ruin big things. However, he felt unwilling to know why his fate was dominated by others, even if that person was his biological father and the most noble emperor in the world.

"No dust, do you like Ling Yue?"

"I like it." Without concealment, he said so frankly. Xia Wuchen replied firmly, "My son, my son, please beg my father to marry Ling Yue to my son."

Xia Kang was shocked, but soon returned to his original look, as if nothing had happened.

"Does Lingyue like you?"

"Like it, Ling Yue said that she would hold her son's hand and take the old man with her son."

"Well, if Ling Yue unfortunately dies this time, would you like to die with her?" Emperor Xia's face suddenly sank and asked harshly, "I didn't say that to test you. If Ling Yue really died, I would definitely let you go to the funeral. Even if she can be safe this time, if you want to be with her, you must give up your direct status. I will adopt you to a noble concubine who has no children. What do you think?

"As long as you can be with Ling Yue, you are willing to turn your son into a civilian minister."

"Okay, that's it."

"Thank you for your grace."

"I don't agree." Suddenly, there was a weak but extremely harsh voice.

"Ling Yue, you woke up, you really woke up." Xia Wuchen cried with joy and quickly wiped away his tears with his sleeves.

Ling Yue smiled and said, "Fool, what are you crying for? Men don't shed tears easily.