My husband is a traitor

Chapter 240 Analysis, Healing

When the hidden guards followed the trail to the entrance of the alley, they saw only one corpse.

With a sullen face, Ansi stepped forward, stretched out his finger and put it on the spy's neck, then shook his head, "Dead."

An Wu looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the three obvious wounds on the spy's body.

"Before he died, he must have been tortured and tortured—the fatal wound was the sword on his chest. The killer was a master swordsman. His strikes were fast, accurate, and clean, like a regular killer. Blood stains It’s not done yet, so the person should have died not long ago. The person should not have gone far, do you want to chase?” An Wu analyzed clearly, and finally licked the blood on the ground with his fingers, asking An Si’s opinion.

An Si was silent for a moment, leaned on the ground with a sword in his hand, squatted down, turned around, but looked at the unobvious footprints on the alley...

"Here, there are footprints of a young man or an old man, more than one person." He compared them with a hand-equivalent ruler, "This person's footprints are the deepest, and he probably doesn't know martial arts, but he stands at the front, and the rest of the footprints are very shallow. Barely visible, but standing behind them...what does that mean?"

An Wu frowned, but shook his head, "I don't know."

"Explain, he is the leader of this group, but apart from him, his numerous accomplices are not low in martial arts." An Si calmly pursed the corner of his lower lip, and analyzed in this way.

When An Wu and the rest of the dark guards were wondering and thinking, he stood up, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the only way out of the alley, "Since the other party can act ahead of us, he must come prepared. The identity of the other party is unknown, and the enemy I am in the dark and I am in the light, rushing to catch up will only scare the snake."

Hearing An Si's words, An Wu scratched his head, and looked at the dead spy in distress, "Then what should we do now? How can we go back and do business..."

What the master wants is the spy, and now there is only a corpse...

"Take the corpse back and clean up the scene." An Si made a final decision, commanding the brothers, and ordered.

"Yes!"

So someone cleaned up the traces of blood on the ground, and two other people carried the spy's body.

"Dead?" Rong Jue raised his brows slightly, looked at Ansi and the others who were kneeling on one knee and reported to him about the spies, and his tone became cold, "Who did it?"

As soon as he asked, the dark guard and the others lowered their heads in shame, Ansi tightened his lips, and shook his head with a heavy expression, "This subordinate is incompetent, and the murderer has not been found..."

With that said, he bit the bullet and reported what he could deduce that was not wrong.

"Interesting." Rong Jue frowned slightly for a moment, and then slowly relaxed. He curled his fingers on the table, tapping them repeatedly, but his heart was not as calm and indifferent as his face.

Torture, kill, silence.

Obviously this person and the spies are enemies, but it doesn't mean that he is one with the prime minister's mansion.

Then, the third force appeared.

Very good, you have been hiding so deep, finally, are you going to declare war on me?Rong Jue raised his hand, spread his five fingers, spread them out in front of his eyes, with a cold expression, and the corners of his lips curled up evilly.

"Master, what should we do next?" An Si raised his eyes slightly, seeing Rong Jue's expression, he felt a little more at ease, it seemed that this matter was also expected by the master.

Rong Jue shook his head slowly, "Don't do anything." Just wait, the mouse that hides comes out by itself.

"Yes."

"Go down." Looking at the sky, thinking that the woman in the front hall should have almost talked with her good senior sister, brother, and master, Rong Jue got up, with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the front hall.

……

Ruyang Palace.

Mu Youran held a section of red thread in her hand, and the other end was tied to Princess Ruyang's wrist. Through the gauze curtain, she gently twisted this end with her fingertips, with a serious expression on her face.

Outside, King Ruyang fidgeted and rubbed his hands on his knees. Jiang Linlang, who was sitting next to him, calmly refilled him with tea from time to time.

Seeing that fine sweat was protruding from his forehead, he couldn't help comforting him softly, "Don't worry too much, my senior sister's medical skills have always been excellent. If she couldn't cure her, she would have already told me."

It won't be still ringing now.

Jiang Linlang was still very confident in Mu Youran's medical skills.

King Ruyang sighed heavily when he heard the words. The graying of his temples made him look like a dying old man. He was not relieved by Jiang Linlang's comfort.

But his hands stopped making small movements, picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, trying to relieve some of the worry and pressure in his heart.

"I hope the genius doctor can cure her." After finishing speaking, he stared at the bead curtain without blinking, looked at the straight and motionless figure, and looked over at Princess Ruyang who was sitting on the bed.

There was hope and nervousness in his tone.

Jiang Linlang couldn't help sighing silently, knowing that her consolation would not work, so she could only wait for the senior sister to come out.

Princess Ruyang has seen a lot of doctors, big and small, for so many years. King Ruyang is concerned about his wife's body, but he is disappointed again and again. This time even he knows that the genius doctor Jiang Linlang invited is not ordinary.But the other party is a young and beautiful girl after all, and she doesn't look like she has superb medical skills.

Therefore, worry has not diminished in the slightest.But because of Jiang Linlang's kindness, he didn't show it.

Time passed bit by bit, and after a while, Mu leisurely got up, took up the thread, turned around and lifted the curtain to come out.

King Ruyang stood up immediately, Jiang Linlang stood up and hurried forward.

"Senior sister, how are you doing?"

"How's it going, girl Mu?"

Looking at the expectant and tense faces of the old and the young in front of him, Mu Youran looked indifferent and only waved his hands.

King Ruyang's look lost instantly, and his eyes dimmed. Could it be that it's still not working...

But Mu Youran followed up with that gesture, and said calmly, "This minor illness is not difficult to treat."

"Really!" King Ruyang couldn't believe his ears. For so many years, he had seen so many doctors, big and small, including imperial doctors, but he never said that it was a minor illness!
He even wondered if this young girl was bragging.

Mu Youran pursed her slightly dry lips, and Jiang Linlang beside her immediately offered hot tea knowingly.Mu Youran moistened her throat and lips first, and then said slowly and seriously, "To be honest, Wangfei's illness is mainly caused by heart disease and stagnation in her heart. But it is not serious in itself, but after so many years, blindly using The tonic came and hung up, and the concubine's heart knot was not healed, which made her symptoms worse and worse."

Her words made King Ruyang nod first, and the other doctors also said the same, but the following words made him frown deeply——

But how easy is it to open your heart?

It seemed that King Ruyang was worried and helpless, so Mu Youran stopped talking, and changed the topic, "In short, I will prescribe medicine first, and I will eat it with the remaining half snow lotus for half a month, plus the previous half snow lotus. The nourishment of the body, the natural medicine to cure the disease."

(End of this chapter)