The sick and weak prince is too black

Chapter 168: Winning the Herb and Making a Trick (1)
"Second Uncle, it was really you who did it this time?" King Jin put down the white marble wine glass, the playfulness just now was no longer on his face, but a touch of seriousness appeared on his face.

"Yes!" Old King Qing'an also put down his wine glass, and said loudly, "Jin'er, it's not that you don't know what Uncle Er is thinking. Recently, the affairs of the Ye family have caused a lot of noise in the whole city, and Jiu Qiansui is now also because of Chen Yu. Lost lives. The queen mother is constantly trying to win over the power in the court, and if she doesn't take action, it will not be easy for us to move this big rock in the future!"

King Jin reluctantly downed a glass of wine, his brows were furrowed with melancholy, "Second uncle, I just want to find out who killed my father back then. I have never been interested in power, let alone my mother never made me obsessed with it." So. She often said that a royal woman has no choice but if she can, she would rather be an ordinary woman. The children of ordinary families do not fight each other, second uncle, forget it, why are we fighting!"

"No!" The old King Qing'an stood up, brought the cup on the desk to the ground with his wide hem, and smashed it to pieces, "You child, have you kept your strengths and bide your time for so many years, did you just give up like this? Your father's Qiu has not been wronged yet. The best way is to have power in your hands, so that you can live safely in this world!"

"Second Uncle!" King Jin was also in a hurry, "It's not hard for someone with a brain to find out that you're talking about a lie like the strange grass.

Hearing this, Old King Qing'an laughed out loud.

Strange grass, the three words made Ye Lan's heart slightly focused.

The king of Jin was well-learned in poetry and books, and had an extraordinary bearing.Every move was filled with unwillingness and loneliness, but the bright smile just now was telling others that he really wanted to be a happy person, but his revenge was not avenged, so he couldn't relieve his happiness for a long time. Knot.

Seeing old King Qing'an's confident smile, King Jin frowned slightly, "Second Uncle, do you really have a strange grass?"

"Of course!" Old King Qing'an said meaningfully, "This thing cannot be exposed to light. Jin'er, you have to know that what Second Uncle is doing now is for you, you have to understand."

"But, Second Uncle..." King Jin nodded, and when he was about to say something, he saw old King Qing'an's complexion darkened, he quickly rushed to the door, and lifted the curtain of the gazebo.

Outside the gazebo, the air was cool, and the moonlight reflected in the shade of the trees, casting faint black shadows.

"Who?" Old Qing'an Wang Zhong angrily scolded in a low voice, and a pair of eagle eyes shot out a sharp light.

"What's wrong?" King Jin followed quickly, but did not hear anything unusual.

Old King Qing'an said vigilantly, "Jin'er, it seems that someone is coming after the strange grass!"

"Second Uncle, why are you so sure?" Strange grass is a rare treasure. At the beginning, the news was released in the second prince's mansion, and the people who spread the news were summoned back afterwards. This has always been the old King Qing'an's way of doing things. Leaving any traces, did someone really find out about Qing'an Palace?
Old King Qing'an's complexion changed slightly, and he said, "A few days ago, I found someone wandering around the gate of King Qing'an's mansion. It seems that they have already set their sights on me. They must have come here today for the strange grass! Jin'er, the second uncle will not Let me tell you first! Just wait here, I will go back as soon as I go."

Old King Qing'an left with his front foot, and Ye Lanxin jumped off the beam with his back foot.

Is there anyone else who also took a fancy to that strange grass?Why didn't I get any news before?But no matter who it is this time, she is bound to win!

Ye Lan cautiously followed the old King Qing'an. He knew that outsiders had broken into the mansion, but his footsteps were not messy, and he was full of confidence. He seemed to have already known that the strange grass would not change hands.

This kind of self-confidence, on the contrary, made Ye Lang, who was silently following behind him, feel a little anxiety in his heart. Those who snatched the strange grass must know its use.

Now, who needs exotic weed?She really couldn't figure it out, but she wished the process could be simpler.

Yelan held her breath, and kept listening for the sound of footsteps in front of her.

After a while, he walked to the door of the Treasure Pavilion.

Ye Lanxin hid sideways behind the stake, fading her own shadow.

The door of the Zangbao Pavilion was locked tightly. The old King Qing'an picked up the lock several times to confirm repeatedly, but he didn't see any traces. He couldn't help feeling suspicious: Could it be that he heard it wrong?
Or—is it a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain?

Old King Qing'an turned around abruptly, his eyes flickered with anger, his brows were furrowed, murderous, like a thin layer of mist.

He quickened his pace and headed towards the gazebo. If someone made an excuse to attack Jin'er here, it would be troublesome.Jin'er's injury hasn't healed yet, so it's not appropriate to use force at this time.

It seems that in King Qing'an's heart, King Jin's life is more valuable than exotic grass.

Ye Lanxin's body was pressed against the beam of the house, and seeing the old King Qing'an leave, she lightly landed on the ground.

The Treasure Pavilion that appeared in front of us was no different from the usual door on the surface.However, judging from the cautiousness of Prince Qing'an just now, there must be more secrets in this Treasure Pavilion.

She held her breath and took a slow step.

The lithe body is like a strange ghost, quietly sneaking into the treasure house.

The lock on the door was useless to Ye Langxin, she moved her steps carefully.This Treasure Pavilion seems peaceful, but the more it is like this, the more hidden organs it is.

Just when Ye Lanxin was about to start looking for the strange grass, a strange fragrance suddenly diffused from behind.

Startled, she turned around sharply, as if she was about to strike at the person behind her.But the person behind her was one step ahead of her, with his right hand wrapped around her waist like a ghost, and his left hand even more neatly covered her mouth.

Even if Ye Lanxin has some internal strength at the moment, if he wants to compete with the people behind him, he may still be far away.

She clearly felt a wave of heat coming from the man's palm, and instantly restrained herself, unable to move.

The breath of death slowly approached, and Ye Langxin felt that the blood in her whole body was gradually congealing: she was Ye Lan Xin, a strong man from another world, how could she die here.She held her breath, and slowly, the disordered breath gradually stabilized.

A man behind him, could it be the other person that King Qing'an said also wanted to seize the strange grass?
However, Ye Lan's beautiful eyes narrowed, but she didn't smell the killing intent from the man behind her.

When the strength in the man's hand was slightly loosened, Ye Lang bent her body and kicked towards the abdomen of the man behind her with all her strength.

The angle of this kick was so weird that the man behind her had no choice but to let go of her. Ye Lanxin took this opportunity to turn around quickly and took a step back in an instant.

"Who are you?" Ye Lanxin asked vigilantly, while launching an offensive, his eyes were always locked on the man, ready to defend at any time.

(End of this chapter)