The punishment of the female imperial court

Yu Qiansi squatted down silently, tapped several acupuncture points on Ding Er's body, and said comfortingly: "Brother Ding Er, don't worry. These are just traumas, just take good care of yourself."

The reason why the wound was so horrible was because it was torn while escaping. After looking at the wound, her heart sank, as if she had fallen into the depths of the netherworld with no where to go.

The edge of the wound is thin and shallow, but the inner abdomen of the wound is large, forcing the edge of the wound to slightly arch and curl inward.

It was indeed caused by Boyi's plain sword.

She looked at Suan Zhuo in front of her and knew what he was worried about.

Is Boyi really in harmony with the person who kidnapped the saint?
Yu Qiansi looked at the young master not far away who seemed to be blown away by the wind, and she thought of more.

Boyi's knife is in the hands of others, but the method of wounding people is the same as Boyi's.

Could it be that he is from the Feng family?
Ding Er regained his breath, endured the pain and pushed Suan Zhuo away, knelt on the ground, and said repeatedly: "Master Yu, the tunnel is very long, and there are ventilation holes leading to the ground every certain distance. Kids I was greedy for merit and did not report back in time. Instead, I chased him all the way, and then I was ambushed. Please punish me, Lord Yu. "

"Where are the others? Are they all dead?" Yu Qiansi's voice was calm and calm, which made people feel cold.

Chouji fell to his knees on the ground, choked with sobs and speechless.

In this situation, the whereabouts of the others are self-evident.

Ding Er regretted that he clearly knew that underground places were the easiest place for people to hide drugs and bury hidden weapons. But they took advantage of the ventilation holes on their heads and the fact that those people were walking in such a hurry that they didn't have time to set up hidden weapons in the secret passage as an escape route, so they chased them all the way.

If he had been sober at that time and stopped other people, he wouldn't be in this state now. He was the only one left to escape, and he was so embarrassed.

The young men who had been so high-spirited just now and thought only of making meritorious deeds died in the blink of an eye, and everyone present was moved.

However, Yu Qiansi figured out something else from Ding Er's words.

She asked the doctor to treat Ding Er's injuries. She walked to Hitomi and patted his shoulder: "You and Suan Zhuo, follow me. The rest of you, stay put."

Tongdu is good at observing words and colors, and can distinguish people's thoughts from the subtleties, but he has never been able to figure out the way of his own Lord Si Yin.

"Sir, do you really want to go?"

Just now, this group of imperial guards has alerted the enemy. There must be someone waiting at the other end of the secret passage. What if those people were cruel, blocked the secret passage, and threw some poisonous smoke? Wouldn't this be a way to die?
Yu Qiansi looked at Tongdu's expression of not knowing where to start, and pretended to be surprised: "What are you thinking about?"

As he spoke, he casually took off a letter cigarette and threw it into the tunnel.

A muffled roar was heard from near to far, as if it had sunk into the ground and exploded.

"Suan Zhuo, you have good eyesight. Open the road in front and watch carefully where the smoke is coming from. Tongdu, follow me and take note of the route. If this dark road passes some people's houses, take note of it too."

In the short time it took for Yu Qiansi to give instructions to the two of them, he only had time to nod distantly to Wang Song.

Wang Song's Qingyuan eyes moved slightly. The words of advice were still stuck in his throat, but he was overtaken by a series of coughs.

By the time he had calmed down, Yu Qiansi had already led people away.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and let out all the sighs in his heart without leaving any trace.

When he raised his head again, it was the young prince of the Duke of Qi who showed a sickly indifference that made the courtiers frightened.

"My lords, today a thief had the audacity to steal the ancient paintings collected by your majesty from the previous dynasty and disturbed the saint. The saint is still resting in the inn. Please rest in the city for a while and wait for the royal doctor to ensure that the saint is healthy. Let’s go on the road again.”

Everyone present naturally knew the urgency of the moment. The saint is covered in dust. If this matter spreads, the world will be in chaos. Wang Song's words were obviously the same as always, indifferently. Like a wandering soul. But hearing this made everyone feel chills on the back of their necks. I always feel that the last four words "Let's go on the road together" have a special meaning. But in this situation, the imperial guards inexplicably and cleverly obeyed the orders of Jade Rakshasa, and Jade Rakshasa was from the Duke of Qi's palace.

No one dared to cause more trouble. Under the "escort" of the Imperial Guards, they left the long street one by one.

Wang Song was left standing alone, looking in the distance in the direction where Yu Qiansi disappeared, with everything in his eyes seeming to be quiet and empty.

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Suan Zhuo stood on the treetop and looked around. Red smoke dots the shadows of the trees, sometimes disappearing. The closer it is to the sun, the lighter the color becomes, as if a layer of phantom flowers have bloomed among the flowers and grass. He glanced behind him and left a mark under the tree. Taking advantage of a group of high-flying birds, they slipped into the forest together.

Entering the dense forest, all sounds became weaker. Suan Zhuo imitated the movements of birds and beasts in the jungle, followed the faint traces, and walked around to the back of a ruined earth temple.

After a while, Yu Qiansi and Zhuo Du joined him.

Tongdu put a booklet with a lot of things in it back on his waist, and quietly took a look at the Tutu Temple. He was surprised to find that there seemed to be someone in front of the Tutu Temple, and immediately shrank back.

"Master Si Yin, how did you guess that there was someone here?"

He asked quietly, hissing out of disbelief.

"Ding Er's injury." Yu Qian spoke concisely and comprehensively.

It is naturally inconvenient for them to move out through the secret passage. Looking at the wound, one can tell that the person who injured Chouji was not bad at swordsmanship or martial arts. But he killed everyone, leaving only Chouji who had to go back through the secret passage?

If you want to kill someone, hide the traces, destroy the secret passage, or release poisonous smoke, no matter what, you should not let Ding Er escape unscathed.

Well, there is only one possibility.

The person who hurts someone just wants to let one person go back to report the news, and then attract others.

The people in front of the Tutu Temple deliberately hurt people with Boyi's knife. It is obvious who they want to attract.

"Let's play it by ear."

Yu Qiansi patted the shoulders of the two people on the left and right, stood up first, and strode towards the Earth Temple.

After bypassing the short earth temple, the black figure hidden by weeds became clear.

The black shadow turned around when he heard the footsteps, and with an interested smile, swept over the three of them one by one, and looked at Yu Qiansi's face carefully.

Yu Qiansi looked at the woman in front of her who was dressed in black, energetic, and naturally charming, and raised a smile.

"This girl, is she waiting for me here?"

Different from the naked look of the woman in black, Yu Qiansi only looked back with a smile, as gentle as meeting a friend in the spring suburbs.

"The famous Jade Rakshasa is indeed as Qingyang said, he is a rare and wonderful person." The woman in black put away the knife, her eyes and eyebrows were full of charm: "No wonder Qingyang is full of praises."

Tongdu and Suanzhuo couldn't understand her words, but Yu Qiansi understood what the woman in front of him was saying.

Qingyang?

It was indeed the Feng family.

Judging from the underlying meaning of her words, she is still a member of the Feng family who is close to Boyi. (End of chapter)