The moon falling to the ground

Jian Yue sneered, "So what if you don't let me go? You've just been hiding in your lair for three years, not daring to come out." Then she turned to the man in black beside Wu Jiupo, "And you, Master Wen Jiuwen, you don't dare to confront this princess head-on, but are playing tricks behind her back like a rat."

Wen Jiu's face flushed, and he became angry and said, "You are a prisoner, and it's as easy to crush you as it is to crush an ant. What qualifications do you have to be so arrogant?"

Jian Yue glanced at them fearlessly: "Do you dare to kill me? If you harm the royal family, you will be punished with nine clans. I don't know whether Wu Jiupo has nine clans, but the Wen family does have nine clans."

Wu Jiupo laughed strangely: "You are too naive. Who knows that we killed you?"

Jian Yue raised her eyebrows: "My master, my adoptive father, the crown prince, and the emperor all know about it."

Wu Jiupo and Wen Jiu looked like they were saying, "You can make up whatever you want, we don't believe it."

Jian Yue continued, "I knew it would be unsafe to go out, so I told everyone close to me before I left that if anything happened to us, it would be either Wen Jiu's fault or Guimen's. In recent years, because of the frequent release of famous wines I brewed, the Wen family's Yumai wine has lost its market, and the Wen family hates me to the core. Wen Jiu has long been in hiding, always thinking of revenge behind the scenes."

"And the Ghost Gate disciples died in my hands, and the Ghost Gate leader has not appeared. I knew you would not let this go."

Wu Jiupo and Wen Jiu both looked very unhappy.

If what Jian Yue said was true, they really didn't dare to kill her. When the emperor was angry, millions of people died. Although Guimen was good at poison, it couldn't resist the anger of the royal family.

Wu Jiupo's expression changed, and after a moment she smiled strangely: "Who said that death is the best punishment? This sect master will not let you die. Let you live without independent consciousness, and still serve this sect master, isn't it better, haha!"

Wen Jiu reminded: "Master, let them both work for Ghost Gate, and you can get twice the result with half the effort."

Wu Jiupo nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, then let them kill the emperor and the prince, let the fifth prince be a puppet emperor, and this sect master will be behind the scenes to rule the country, wouldn't it be better? Haha!"

Jian Yue looked disgusted: "You are ugly, but you think beautifully. It's still early to dream before it gets dark."

Wu Jiupo's face darkened: "Little bitch! Do you think this sect master can't do it? You claim to be a master of poison, but you still fell into my hands. Do you know how you were captured?"

Jian Yue looked confused at the right time.

Wu Jiupo was very proud, and said almsgivingly: "It doesn't hurt to tell you. I gave your driver a mind-boggling powder, and he was controlled by me like a puppet. And the fish and ribs you ate that night were fish and pigs that I carefully fed for three years with wine poison. Haha..." Wu Jiupo felt very accomplished when talking about this. "I know you have a good nose, and you will detect it if I directly poison you with wine. So I thought of a good way. Feed pigs and fish with wine poison. I succeeded after only a few experiments. And the fish meat sent to the kitchen of the inn was soaked in a special secret potion, so even a dog's nose can't smell the wine. No matter how careful you are, you still fell into the trap?"

Wu Jiupo has been playing with poisons with her master since she was three years old. What she couldn't accept the most was that someone surpassed her in poison skills. When she succeeded in feeding animals with wine poison, she was almost crazy with joy, thinking that she could finally beat Jian Yue. She even ignored that the wine poison was extracted by her eldest disciple Wen Jiu with great effort and thousands of kilograms of good wine.

Yes, Wen Jiu is Wu Jiupo's eldest disciple. Even the Wen family doesn't know this secret.

If you walk along the river often, you will get your shoes wet. Jian Yue admitted defeat and did not feel sorry for herself. The reason why she did not notice it was because the meal was cooked by her own people, so she relaxed her vigilance. But this does not mean that she has lost, but she cannot show it at this time.

She lowered her head in frustration, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Only then did she realize that her scalp was cold.

I am!

Her hair was shaved off!

Damn Wu Jiupo!

Wu Jiupo looked at Jian Yue's expression as if she had seen a ghost, and she felt very happy: "You just realized that you have no hair now? You are really slow. Your underwear has been searched, and your hair has been shaved off. I don't believe you have a place to hide poison. Haha! No matter how good your poison skills are, without the medicine, what's the difference between you and a useless person without hands and feet?"

Jian Yue just glared at her angrily without saying anything.

Wu Jiupo felt that she had won the game. From now on, she would just torture Jian Yue. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She told Wen Jiu, "Serve the first dish to Princess Xiaoyao."

"Yes!" A faint light flashed in Wen Jiu's eyes.

Wu Jiupo and her disciples walked away in a haughty manner. The iron door slammed shut, and Jian Yue's figure immediately fell into darkness. She stood up, pulling the chain, and stepped back, leaving the muddy ground.

The chains locked her hands and feet, so she couldn't move forward, but she could move backwards. When she retreated to the wall, her hands and feet could move within a short distance.

When they reached a deserted place, the arrogance on Wu Jiupo's face disappeared and her expression became solemn: "One of the secret guards who showed up that night has escaped. Now the news of the disappearance of Prince Xiaoyao and his wife must have spread to Shangjing. Besides, the Fifth Prince is favored by the Emperor, and we cannot mistreat him. Remember, only feed the Fifth Prince the drug that makes him lose his mind. Let Yuan Jiu do this."

"Yes, Master, I know my limits." Wen Jiu bowed and replied. As for what he was thinking in his heart, only he knew.

Two quarters of an hour later, Wen Jiu returned. He closed the iron door and lit a candle on the candlestick on the wall. The flickering light illuminated his profile, making it look eerie and scary.

"Princess Mingyue, you have come to this day." Wen Jiu gritted his teeth. He took out a black porcelain bottle, squatted down and shook it in front of Jian Yue's eyes, and said with a wicked smile, "Do you know what kind of medicine is in this? As long as you smell it, you will be like a beast in heat, and you will fight to the death against pigs and dogs."

Wen Jiu was so excited that he didn't notice that Jian Yue had left her original position.

He hated Jian Yue so much that his eyes were red and he became crazy: "I, Wen Jiu, am the number one brewing master. You are just lucky to have inherited the legacy of Dr. Mao. Why should you compare with me? You have ruined our Wen family and brought our reputation to a shattered state. Bitch! If I don't have a good life, why should you have an easy life?"

He pinched Jian Yue's chin hard, and Jian Yue smiled at him strangely, and suddenly said: "Look at what's under my feet."

Wen Jiu was startled and subconsciously looked down at the ground. Jian Yue quickly pierced the acupuncture point on his head.

Wen Jiu's body stiffened. He slowly raised his head and his eyes quickly became unfocused.

About half an hour later, Wen Jiu left the stone house as if nothing had happened.

Ji Yunzhong and Fu Hu and others...