I'm the villain in the book

The development of the situation in the next few days was indeed as expected by Wei Changtian and the others. Not only did it turn into a storm in the entire Shuzhou at an extremely fast speed, but it also alarmed the palace as a matter of course.

It is said that Ning Yongnian was furious when he heard about this incident, and threatened that the murderer who intended to murder his fourth brother would be destroyed, and immediately sent a "joint investigation team" composed of Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Xuanjing Division to Shuzhou Investigate the assassination of the prince.

These people will arrive in Shuzhou City in a few days, but it is estimated that they will not find anything when they come.

All the yellow-clothed assassins that day either died in battle or committed suicide, and the last five were hacked down by Wei Changtian, leaving no one alive.

If you want to investigate such a situation, you can only start with the people and forces who have a problem with Ning Qingyu.

But where does a prince who can only write poetry come from any enemies...at least on the surface, there is no such thing.

Wei Changtian is not in criminal investigation, so naturally he can't think of where else to investigate.

In his opinion, the person closest to the truth must be Ning Qingyu himself, and there is a high probability that there is some ulterior secret behind this.

He originally thought that Ning Qingyu would reveal a thing or two to his "savior", but after a few days, there was no movement from the palace.

It's all like this, are you still guarding yourself?

That's fine, anyway, I don't want to get involved...

"Crack!"

In the backyard, Wei Changtian slashed at the Immortal Locking Stone in front of him while thinking wildly.

Three and a half inches into the stone, already surpassed the three-inch record left by the late emperor.

And this is of course because he has practiced the Returning Dust Knife to Dzogchen.

"I never expected..."

Shaking his head and muttering to himself, he put the knife back into its sheath.

Wei Changtian always thought that the "life-and-death juncture breaking through the bottleneck" in the novel was nonsense, but he didn't expect it to actually happen to him now.

In fact, at that time, he didn't know why he was able to swing such a knife all of a sudden, he could only say... Xuan!

But the reason is actually not important, the important thing is that at least the fight was not in vain.

only......

Wei Changtian curled his lips, slandering in his heart.

This Ning Qingyu is also ignorant, he saved the lives of their entire family, and he didn't even show any signs of it?

Although I am not short of money, I can give things away!

That piece of lining armor is pretty good, if it’s really not good, it’s acceptable to give it to my daughter...

"Son!"

Suddenly, Yuan'er hurried over: "Princess Rou'an is here, she said that Prince Fengshun came to find you!"

"Ning Yuke?"

Wei Changtian was taken aback.

Good guy, are you really here to see off your daughter? ?

......

After a stick of incense.

The exquisite and gorgeous carriage was driving on the main street, and Wei Changtian and Ning Yuke were sitting opposite each other in the sedan chair.

Facts have proved that Ning Yuke did not come here to take the initiative to "goat into the wolf's mouth", but to invite Wei Changtian to the palace, saying that Ning Qingyu had something to discuss with him.

"Mr. Wei, my father has been ill in bed for the past few days. It is really inconvenient to see guests. Please bear with me."

Ning Yuke seemed to feel guilty about "leaving her savior out for a few days", so she apologized as soon as she got in the car.

She actually didn't understand why her father was in no hurry to see Wei Changtian when he was in good health, and he didn't let herself invite him until today.

Ning Qingyu didn't give any explanation, so Ning Yuke had no choice but to think of such a reason.

Wei Changtian was naturally well aware of such lame rhetoric, but he didn't say much, he just changed the topic and asked:

"Is the injury on your hand better?"

"Better."

Ning Yuke nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "Where is your son? How is your injury?"

"It's all right."

Wei Changtian looked at the veil on Ning Yuke's face, and suddenly thought that Yang Liushi would wear this veil before going out...it was his own suggestion.

It's just that one of the two is to cover up the beauty, and the other is to cover up the ugliness.

"Master, son, what are you looking at..."

It seemed that Wei Changtian stared at her for a long time, Ning Yuke lowered her head in embarrassment, and reminded her softly.

"sorry."

Wei Changtian didn't feel embarrassed, he moved his eyes away for a few seconds and then turned to Ning Yuke again.

"Princess, there is actually one thing I've always been curious about."

"My lord, it's okay to ask."

"Um......"

Wei Changtian asked directly: "The injury on your palm is so serious, why didn't you feel the pain when you were bandaged that day?"

"this......"

Ning Yuke was taken aback for a moment, and after pondering for a moment, she said softly: "If I tell the young master, can the young master not tell others?"

"nature."

"Okay...it's not that I'm not afraid of pain."

Ning Yuke explained in a low voice: "It's because I don't know what pain is since I was a child."

Wei Changtian was a little surprised: "You mean... no pain?"

"Yes......"

"That's a good thing."

Wei Changxia said something consciously, but closed his mouth when he saw Ning Yuke's slightly trembling shoulders.

There was a sudden silence in the car, until Ning Yuke calmed down and said again:

"I made you laugh..."

"I was abrupt."

Wei Changtian shook his head, and probably guessed why Ning Yuke had such a reaction.

The absence of pain may sound good at first glance, but in fact it has many disadvantages.

Pain is the body's self-protection and early warning method.

If you don’t feel pain, not only you don’t know you’re sick, but if you exaggerate it, it’s not impossible for you to be “burned to death” by drinking hot water.

It's also fortunate that Ning Yuke was born in a wealthy family. If she were a child of ordinary people, she would have died of various accidents long ago.

Seeing that Wei Changtian seemed to understand, Ning Yuke didn't explain much, but just smiled self-deprecatingly:

"I'm not afraid of my son's jokes, but I really want to know what pain is..."

"..."

If some LSPs heard this sentence, they would probably be dreaming, but Wei Changtian didn't have that special habit, so he just nodded.

Ning Yuke slightly lowered her eyes and stopped talking, but in fact she still had a word to say.

She wanted to tell Wei Changtian very much—when she saw Wei Changtian covered in blood that day, she seemed to feel a little pain in her heart.

......

......

A quarter of an hour later, the carriage slowly drove into the palace.

There was a servant who had been waiting at the door for a long time. As soon as the two got off the car, he came forward and said a few words to Ning Yuke, and then led Wei Changtian to the mansion along the path.

Obviously, it seemed that Ning Qingyu wanted to say some extremely secret things, even Ning Yuke didn't know about these things.

Wei Changtian was not surprised by this, and soon followed his servants into a dark room.

The darkroom is not big, and there are already seven or eight people waiting in it.

Apart from Ning Qingyu, Wei Changtian also knew other people, or had met each other.

They were all big figures in Shuzhou that Liang Zhen had brought him to visit.

For example, State Shepherd Shao Ying'an...

These people all had teacups at their hands, but Wei Changtian would not believe that they were drinking tea and chatting here.

So many "big guys" gathered together, and it was during such a "sensitive" period...

In other words, I seem to be involved in some great event...

Chapter 124 The Secret of the Royal Family

"Young Master Wei, sit down."

Unlike the sick Prince Shun who only knew poetry, Ning Qingyu seemed to be a completely different person right now.

Although there is still a smile on his face, the calmness and majesty of the superior are evident in every gesture.

Wei Changtian took a deep breath and sat down in the empty seat, looked up at Shao Yingan and the others, and finally looked directly at Ning Qingyu and asked:

"My lord, I don't know why you asked me to come here today?"

"Young Master Wei, this king will definitely remember the kindness of saving your life."

Ning Qingyu did not answer the question directly, and for the first time called himself "the king".

"You adults here must have seen it before, right?"

"I have seen."

Wei Changtian said with a half smile but not a smile: "But I didn't expect to meet again in this palace."

"Hahaha, Mr. Wei is extremely intelligent, I'm afraid he has already guessed why they are here."

"I can't guess."

Wei Changtian stared at Ning Qingyu and said, "My lord, please speak up."

"..."

Ning Qingyu paused slightly, the smile on his face gradually faded, and his expression gradually became serious.

"Young Master Wei, I will not hide it from you even now, the assassin of that day... should be sent by the emperor if there is no accident."

"so what?"

Wei Changtian's tone didn't change at all: "What does this have to do with me?"

"This......"

Ning Qingyu subconsciously asked, "Aren't you surprised?"

"Surprised? A little bit."

Wei Changtian shook his head: "But I'm even more surprised why the prince told me this."

"Since Mr. Wei is involved in this matter, I think you should know the truth."

"Thank you, my lord, for your frankness."

Wei Changtian cupped his hands and stood up straight away: "I know now, if the lord has nothing else to do, the boy will leave first."

"..."

The sandalwood is lingering, and there is no sound.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Wei Changtian, but the latter didn't care at all, and actually turned his head and walked away.

The secret room was not big, and he had already reached the door in less than three breaths.