There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 324 A handkerchief causes a peerless hidden danger (4)
The master has left things to Chi Ying to do, and Chi Ying didn't ask him what else to do. If he asked again, wouldn't he look even more stupid.

"Qi Ying, if it were you, what would you do?" Chu Yuchen cast a glance at Shui Ling, then turned to look at Qi Ying.

Chi Ying clasped his hands together, and said in a hoarse voice, "The subordinates feel that there is no need to investigate deeply, or not to investigate at all."

"For..." Shui Ling only said one sentence, shut up immediately, and continued to kneel down.

"Judging from the incident of biting poison and committing suicide, we can see that the people who came here were very thoughtful, and they either didn't do it, or they did it to death. Since they found that we were suspicious, if they didn't search, they would definitely Arouse their suspicion, if we hold on tightly, they will be timid when doing things, so we will not be able to find out their whereabouts. From the perspective of our subordinates, we not only have to check, but we have to let go of news that is beneficial to them. Fish them out." Although Chi Ying's voice was a little hoarse, it was every word, sonorous and powerful.

Chu Yuchen curled his lips into a smile, and looked at Qiying appreciatively.

Shui Ling lowered her head in shame.

He finally found out, although the master didn't scold him or blame him, he used the matter of Yingying to remind him, so that he would be wiser about everything in the future.

"Get up, let's drive, I'm going to Concubine Rong's place."

"Yes..." Chi Ying's body flickered, and he no longer knew where he was, but Shui Ling's legs were numb and he was a little unsteady, as if thousands of ants were gnawing past him.Gritting his teeth, enduring the numbness, he quickly followed Chu Yuchen.

In Qinxiang Pavilion.

Yang Churuo locked herself in the bedroom, closed her eyes and thought about all the layouts she saw in the imperial study today, and every possible place where soldiers could be hidden. After a long time, her eyes became clear.

The imperial study room is not big, and her memory has always been good, as long as she is allowed to enter the imperial study room again, she will be able to find all the hidden compartments and know whether the soldier talisman is in the imperial study room.

If the soldier talisman is not in the imperial study room, then it must be in Fengluan Palace, the emperor's bedroom.

Is the emperor going to deal with General Zhenbei?He only has 15 troops, while Zhenbei General has 15, and the Queen Mother also has 30, which is equivalent to [-] troops.

Thirty thousand versus 30, there is a difference of ten times the number of troops in the middle, and...the court is intricately intertwined...the whole body is affected by one move, the emperor is so courageous.

Yang Churuo felt a little melancholy.

Which emperor doesn't want to hold Chaozhong University in his hands, and it will be a matter of time to deal with General Zhenbei.

Is it right or wrong for her to help Feng Ling?Will it kill Chu Yuchen?
Suddenly a melodious sound of the piano came, the tone was soothing, the sound of the piano was beautiful, sometimes it was as slow as flowing water, sometimes it was low and euphemistic like tenderness, and sometimes it was high-pitched and passionate like a galloping army. It seems that they are touching people's deepest feelings.

Yang Churuo suddenly looked towards the direction where the sound of the piano was coming from. Through the speckled golden morning light piercing through the window lattice, Yang Churuo could vaguely see an exiled immortal man, dressed in white, unrestrained and indifferent, flicking his bare hands under the sycamore tree in the courtyard, The whole person is in the world of piano sound created by him.

He is very beautiful, so beautiful that he is ethereal, beautiful and gentle, as beautiful as a fairy walking out of a painting, especially his leisurely temperament of playing the piano, that indifference is indescribable in any language.

The morning wind blew, causing the leaves of the sycamore tree to rustle and fall. Like an elf, it rolled and danced mischievously in the air a few times, and then it floated to the ground, dancing piece by piece with the beautiful sound of the piano.

Yang Churuo was fascinated for a while, and couldn't help but be attracted by his extraordinary temperament.

(End of this chapter)