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Chapter 336 He's Dead It's Not Good for Me 1

Chapter 336 He's Dead It's Not Good for Me 1
Zhan Murong didn't come up when he heard the words, he almost choked to death there!After finally waiting for him to catch his breath, he held his chest and said, "A woman like you, I really don't know how Feng Cangming tolerated you?"

When Li Xiaomao heard this, he suddenly thought of the dying man lying in Yongfu Palace, the light in his eyes dimmed suddenly: "It's useless if he can't stand it, he can't even move now."

"But because of that potted flower?" Hearing this, Zhan Murong reached out and took out a cowhide bag from his bosom.

Li Xiaomao was overjoyed when he heard the words. When he saw the leather bag, he thought it was the antidote he brought, and immediately reached out to get it.

But Zhan Murong didn't wait for her to get it, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist and hurriedly said: "This flower can't be touched, Fan Qing has already died because of it."

"What?" Li Xiaomao was shocked!Fan Qing is dead?
"I came here this time because of this incident. The last time Fan Qing returned to Ryukyu soon after he became unconscious. I went to see him a few times later and found that his blood had the scent of our Ryukyu Snake Flower. I asked those who followed him The people who came to Nanqin with him only knew that it was the pot of purple flowers that you moved back, and Fan Qing became like this after he touched it."

When Zhan Murong said this, Li Xiaomao saw the grief in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel very sad, and in his mind, he quickly remembered the pot of purple flowers he took back from Yafei, yes, Yafei He said that he couldn't bear to lose the flower, so he gave it to her, but he never thought that because of that potted flower, Fan Qing, a famous general of a generation, lost his life.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If it wasn't because I brought the flower to Yanqing Palace, Fan Qing wouldn't have brought it to Ryukyu. Mu Rong, it's all...I killed him..."

Speaking of the last few words, Li Xiaomao was already in tears; but after Zhan Murong quietly listened to her words, the slender fingers that had been holding the wine glass suddenly turned white: "It's not your fault, If it wasn't for Duan Yunjin's conspiracy, you wouldn't be fooled."

Duan Yunjin?Li Xiaomao raised his head in astonishment: "Do you know it's Duan Yunjin?"

"Well! After Fan Qing fell ill, in order to save him, I went to invite his master here, and only then did I know that the flower was the Jing'an flower cultivated by Taoist Lingsheng, and it was only because it was infused with Snake Pollen by my brother Wang. It will turn purple when you get inside, and Jing'an Flower is a token of Yunjin Pavilion, so you don't need to think about it to know that it is made by Duan Yunjin."

Duan Yunjin was raised by Daoist Ling Sheng. I am afraid that few people in the world know about it, but because of his useless brother Wang and Fan Qing's master, he is lucky to know all of this. Unfortunately, he knows It's still too late, the current Nanqin is already in danger...

When Li Xiaomao heard that Zhan Murong had already guessed that it was Duan Yunjin's conspiracy, he also understood the purpose of his visit, glanced at the cowhide bag on the table, and asked after a while, "Then why are you here this time?" Did you come to save Ah Ming?"

Ming?Zhan Murong was slightly absent-minded, looking at the rather haggard face of the woman sitting opposite, suddenly, a trace of bitterness slowly overflowed from the bottom of his heart: "I heard that you are now his queen, it seems that you are not only with He mixed it, and he mixed it well."

Li Xiaomao was taken aback when he heard the words, then remembered what he had said when he was parting in Wucheng, blushed immediately, and lowered his eyes to the wine glass in his hand: "You asked me to come here..."

(End of this chapter)

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