It is said that you attacked me in a dream

Yan Yanglie laid the person flat on the bed, Ye Huaiqing's face was dark red, and his lips had already turned black, obviously a symptom of poisoning.

"What should we do now?" Yan Yanglie asked.

He thought for a while and said: "Although this silver needle is highly poisonous, it is no more poisonous than my blood poison. Don't worry, the prince. The third son will leave it to his subordinates."

Yan Yanglie glanced at Ye Huaiqing and nodded.Now that he was standing here, he couldn't help, so he turned around and went out.

In the room, he kindly cut a bloody mouth on Ye Huaiqing's left hand that was bitten by Xiao Hong, put it into the hot water that was brought in illegally, then cut his wrist with a knife, and poured the bright red blood into Ye Huaiqing's mouth.

After a while, I thought that the hot water gradually fused a lot of black blood, and then stopped the bleeding, and then took off the clothes on Ye Huaiqing's upper body.

With a "pop", something fell from Ye Huaiqing's body.

Haoyi picked it up from the ground and saw that it was a boxy box not much bigger than his palm. The workmanship was quite exquisite, and the top of the box was crisscrossed with lines, which were divided into small squares on both sides.

When I opened it, there were 32 small round wooden stakes neatly arranged inside, and several different words were engraved on each wooden stake, which looked like a strange thing.

But right now is not the time to think about gadgets curiously, kindly put the square box aside, and refocus on Ye Huaiqing's body.

On the body with distinct black and white, there is a small black pinhole on the upper left side of the right chest, nipple, and head, and the surrounding skin is purple-black in a cord-like shape. Fight poison with poison, otherwise, the whole body will be black and incomplete by now...

Ye Huaiqing woke up three days later, as if he had died once, his whole body was weak, his throat was blocked as if he could not speak, his head was dizzy, and his eyes were blurred.

"Third Young Master, you are awake." The medicine delivery man heaved a sigh of relief, and then showed a long-lost smile on his face.

Ye Huaiqing moved his body, but the pain in his right chest was still severe, making him throbbing even when he was breathing.

He kindly took the medicine and sat down, stopped people from getting up, and said: "Third Young Master, don't get up in a hurry, your current body can't help tossing for a while."

"This is me..." Ye Huaiqing wanted to raise his hand to rub his eyes, but he couldn't lift it up as if his hand was tied with a thousand catties of stones.

With good intentions, he put a pillow behind his back and half propped up his upper body, while blowing on the hot medicine, he told the previous story.

After Ye Huaiqing heard it, he hatedly remembered Yan Yanglie's use of him as a shield back then, and secretly ground his back molars.

But because of this, he seems to know the purpose of Yan Yanglie's trip to bring him out...

Now, after taking a sip of the bitter medicine brought to his mouth, he couldn't help but tighten his brows, and said: "What kind of medicine, it's so bitter that your tongue is going to go numb, can you put Coptis chinensis in?"

He nodded with a kind smile, noncommittal.

Ye Huaiqing stuck out her tongue, feeling extremely bitter in her heart.But at this moment, thinking of Yan Yanglie again for some reason, I feel messed up in my heart again, feeling inexplicably angry.

But what a mess, he didn't know where to start for a while, and he always felt depressed and aggrieved.

When Yan Yanglie finished dealing with "Scorpion Head" and pushed the door in, Ye Huaiqing had already taken a rest after drinking the medicine. Although his eyes were tightly closed as if he had fallen asleep, he was awake.

Ye Huaiqing knew someone was coming in, but he didn't intend to open his eyes, because hearing the footsteps, he knew it was Yan Yanglie.

Yan Yanglie walked all the way to the bed and stood there for a while watching the person, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly feeling a cold touch on his face, Ye Huaiqing twitched his eyelashes, his heart was also nervous, and his ears were filled with the sound of a self-conscious heartbeat.

Sensing Ye Huaiqing's frown, Yan Yanglie frowned, and as if afraid of waking him up, he withdrew his fingers stained with liquid medicine from Ye Huaiqing's lips, silently tucked in the quilt, and turned around to go out .

The moment the door was closed, Ye Huaiqing opened his eyes, licked the coolness left on his lips, his mind suddenly went blank, and then he couldn't fall asleep with his eyes open.

After this incident, no one can tell the reason. It seems that Ye Huaiqing and Yan Yanglie are tied to each other by an invisible thong, but they feel that they are getting farther and farther apart even though they don't have much intersection in the first place. The dialogue is also omitted.

In the awareness of everyone, only the atmosphere is too strange for words, and they can only follow the silence.But everyone knew that after the silver needle incident, perhaps long before that, the prince of their family had changed.

Of course, the one who touched me the most was Yang Zhi.

Because the third son was comatose and bedridden, the delivery of medicines and medicines were all arranged by the prince, and he didn't sleep much for two consecutive nights. The threshold of the guest room seemed to be stepped on, and the door opened all day long... …

He had never seen the prince caring so much about a person.

And these, the third son did not know.

After Ye Huaiqing's body recovered almost, the group continued on their way, and finally arrived at Linshui City after a few days.

I said kindly before that there was a famine here, but in fact, starting from Qianzhou, along the way, more and more people beggars, and their living conditions became more and more harsh.

And this Linshui City was in a mess as if it had been invaded and occupied by the Allied Forces of Eight Nations. Most of the streets and alleys were refugees from their own places, and there were not even decent slums.

Everyone was taken aback by such a scene.

After getting off the carriage, Yan Yanglie didn't go straight to the local yamen to investigate the famine, but asked a few refugees on the street about the current situation in the city.

Many refugees said that the reason Linshui City is in such a miserable state is that all the crops in the city were wiped out overnight by a sudden fire a few months ago, and the people who depended on hard work for their livelihood lost their lives. Survival depends on.

In fact, after that night, under the complaints of the local people, the prefect and some benevolent big families once opened granaries to help them, but this can only maintain the lives of a small number of people. After all, the prefect also has to live and cannot keep opening The food in the warehouse, besides, the crops in the farmland cannot be cleaned up in a day or two.

Therefore, those people who could not make a living began to beg for a living one after another, and some big businessmen also left Linshui City with their families. As a result, in just a few months, the whole city was in chaos.

It seems that the prefect of Linshui City is not a heartless person.

However, there must be a reason for things to happen. When asked about the arsonists, all the refugees shook their heads, saying that the Yamen had been investigating for a long time, but they still didn't know who did it. It died without a problem, only that the common people lost their livelihood not only could not leave this Linshui City, some could only be starved to death, and now they are still eating and wearing good clothes in the city, they all came back from doing business outside to make money.

In this way, there must be something unknown about the arson. It was obviously done by others deliberately, and it should also be committed by a gang. Then the whole Linshui City is in a state of turmoil, and the most urgent task is not to investigate the case and arrest the arsonist , but to solve these suffering people.

At this time, a hunchbacked old woman tremblingly grasped Yan Yanglie's hem, and her pair of weather-beaten old eyes were quite shining, like the uncontrollable joy of a drowning man who accidentally found a floating stake.

Ye Huaiqing watched silently, and the old woman pursed her lips, and said with difficulty: "Young masters and ladies, I see that you have extraordinary temperament, luxurious clothes, and very good looks. I think you are not from this city. If you dare to ask, you are from the imperial court. The high official who came?"

Tsk, I was misunderstood again...

When Ye Huaiqing touched his face subconsciously, the other people around him coughed a few times as if they were touched, and kindly patted him on the shoulder with a sigh of "I sympathize with you" to express their comfort.

Ye Huaiqing: "..."

And Yan Yanglie frowned thoughtfully, and did not respond to the old woman's words.

The old woman's hair was gray, and she was in her [-]s, but her eyesight was not dim. When she saw the dragon pattern jade Yan Yanglie was wearing, she immediately let go of the cloth in her hand, and kowtowed on the spot.

The old woman begged: "My lord, my lords, please do me a favor and save us poor people, my lord..."

The sound of the foreheads of this old woman being knocked down was almost thunderous, like the firework of subpoenas. In a blink of an eye, refugees from all directions gathered towards them, like a swarm of wasps being poked through a honeycomb and flooded in. They knelt down one after another, and I don’t know who raised their heads and began to appeal. Together, they looked at the old woman with five hundred duck mouths open, kowtowed and begged for help, just like the scene where intellectuals sensationalized all Chinese people to fight against Japan. , is breathtaking.

Just when they were surrounded, some unscrupulous elements also penetrated into the crowd.

"My lord, save us..."

"My lord, please take pity on us, we haven't eaten for several days..."

"grown ups……"

The endless begging sounded like a bombardment, and suddenly, surrounded by layers of them, an insidious person secretly copied the guy and stabbed Yan Yanglie's lower abdomen.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yan Yanglie kicked the assassin's chest, and that person was mercilessly kicked out of the crowd, crushing a wave of refugees behind him.

"Everyone be careful." Yan Yanglie shouted.

The next moment when everyone was vigilant, the refugees kneeling in front turned like crazy zombies, and rushed towards them with their teeth and claws. Some directly pulled out daggers from their backs, and if they were not careful, they would stab them into chicken coops.

Such a terrifying scene, no one expected in advance, Ye Huaiqing gritted his teeth while resisting the refugees who punched and kicked him, but was scratched on the face by some refugees' sharp nails.

At this time, his waist suddenly tightened, and when he turned around, it turned out that Yan Yanglie was hugging him, and then his body lightened, and he saw Yan Yanglie stepping on the heads of several refugees under his feet, and followed Yang Zhi and the others to do light work Escape the hungry shackles of those horrible refugees.