Every rebirth is the tyrant Bai Yueguang

Mu Xi was awakened by a smell, which was so strong that it almost choked him to death.

He turned over and threw up on the edge of the bed. A spittoon was prepared underneath. He hadn't eaten anything in the past two days, so he probably vomited it all up now.

As soon as he woke up, he vomited so faintly that he temporarily lost his ability to think.

When he was almost vomiting, someone wiped his mouth and handed him water to rinse his mouth.

When he leaned against the head of the bed, his consciousness slowly recovered from the violent vomiting.

He knew the smell. It was specially used to induce vomiting. A crowd of people crowded in the room. Imperial Physician Wen and Imperial Physician Xu were all guarding it. It seemed that something had happened.

"What happened?" Mu Xi asked flatly.

Jiang Qingxia said with a smile: "Shaozhi is still so smart."

Wen Hua: "Little servant is really smart."

Xu Mao hurriedly thought of words, but before he could open his mouth, Mu Xi stopped him, "Say something quickly, and there is no need for beautiful words."

Your rainbow farts don't matter to me.

The flattery didn't work out, so Xu Mao quickly got down to business, "Your servant was poisoned, but it's okay, the poison can be easily cured."

Then he explained the basics, and Mu Xi nodded understandingly.

Wen Hua saw that the person on the bed was very calm, even when he first heard the word "poisoning", he was calm, thinking about it, and then said, "Young servant is too calm."

This is a heartfelt admiration.

Mu Xi pursed his lips and smiled, he was not surprised that this happened in the harem, after all, it was not the first time.

He still remembered earlier, when there was no one in Jingcheng's harem, and the harem selected a group of people to be placed in Jingxiu Palace according to the usual rules. When he and Jingcheng found out, their faces were all black.

Those people were treated as decorations and stayed in Jingxiu Palace. The strange thing is that since then, for a period of time, his well-fed body gradually became uncomfortable.

He also heard it a few times later, Jing Cheng covered the matter tightly, since he didn't want him to know, he didn't ask any more questions.

Later, this discomfort gradually disappeared, along with all the people in Jingxiu Palace.

At that time, he probably guessed something, but with Jing Cheng around, he didn't want to deal with these things.

He has always hated these things, and his greatest wish is to be in his own little room, mixing incense, drinking tea, and making small calculations, that is the happiest thing he can do.

Now, adding Jingcheng to the room is a perfect life.

When Mu Xi heard the old-fashioned poisoning plot, the first thing he thought was that maybe he got used to being hit, and he wouldn't die anyway.

Compared with being poisoned, what he fears more is...

"Young master, drink your medicine."

No, refuse, don't want to drink, let me continue to be poisoned.

The smell can be smelled, which is more poisonous than poison.

Wen Hua curled his lips aggrievedly, "The antidote without fragrance is indeed a bit strange. The poison is tasteless and the antidote has a strange taste. The little servant can't stand it. Hold your nose and drink it, but you must drink it quickly."

Seemingly easy to interpret, in fact, the four in the room were close to death. The fragrance-free chronic poison doubled its toxicity without taking it once. The weaker the body, the more stable the poison plate in the body. This poison has almost no effect after taking it for the first time, which is why it is so easy to cure.

But if you take it three times, it will be very difficult, no matter how much you take it, it will be hard to save the gods, and if you don't die, you will just live with a broken body.

Xu Mao's back was wet after listening to Imperial Physician Wen's detailed explanation of the poison's toxicity. If they arrived a day late, his head might not be still on his neck.

Early death and early death, Mu Xi pinched his nose and poured the liquid into his mouth. The bitter taste in his mouth rushed straight to his brain, and the pain in his throat was so painful that he almost passed out.

Jing Cheng was not there, no one stuffed him with candied dates, felt wronged, and wanted to cry.

A white hand stretched out in front of my eyes, with a candied date between the fingertips, "Relieve suffering."

Mu Xi took it and stuffed it into his mouth, and secretly glanced at Jiang Qingxia. The man's eyes were narrow and long with a smile, which gave him the illusion of being seen through.

Impossible, impossible, how is it possible.

He took a breath when suddenly there was a shout outside.

"Mu Shijun, Mu...Mu Shijun," the weak voice came from far to near, the door was pushed open, Zhang Dafu was out of breath, his waist collapsed from exhaustion, "Mu Shijun, help me."

Mu Xi was full of question marks.

"Mu Shijun, hurry up and go with this old slave, someone is about to die." Zhang Dafu sneaked out and wiped his sweat.

"What's wrong with Jing Cheng?" Seeing that he was really anxious, Mu Xi became nervous, maybe he was also poisoned.

"Your Majesty, he is going to kill someone." Naturally, Zhang Dafu was not worried about the person who was killed, so he couldn't say a word, "It's urgent, Mu Shijun will go with this old servant first."

After thinking about it, Mu Xi looked serious, put on a fox fur, and immediately left the cold palace with Zhang Dafu.

The others were all stunned. If it wasn't a hallucination, did the little waiter just call His Majesty by his name?

Their world is not good.

Xu Mao felt that he was one step closer to death.

"Talk while walking." Mu Xi had already quickened his pace, but his body couldn't walk any faster.

"Your Majesty went to Rou Shijun's place, and it looks like he's going to strangle him to death." Zhang Dafu didn't want to recall how His Majesty left in an instant when he heard the news of the poisoning beside him.

It took less than a moment to find out the murderer.

He thought that His Majesty would go to Lenggong to see Mu Xiaoshijun, but he didn't expect His Majesty to rush directly to Roushijun to kill him on the spot.

Rou Shijun?

Mu Xi searched in his memory, and immediately found the weak and deceitful appearance of the young man when he first met him. He was really in contact with the person who poisoned them with cruelty, and wanted to kill four of them at once. Not together.

In an instant, he remembered the person who threw people into the well like a sack. This memory was blocked by him consciously, and he didn't connect with this person in the first place.

He can do it.

"Young Master," Zhang Dafu suddenly changed his address, wanting to say a few words of heartfelt words, "You must persuade Your Majesty when you go here, Your Majesty has suffered too much these years."

Mu Xi stared forward, kept walking, but curled his fingers together, "How has he been all these years?"

Zhang Dafu wished to say something worse about his Majesty, so as to make Mu Xiaoshi feel sorry for him, but at this moment, this matter is already miserable enough, and he said it in a dejected way.

"Mr. Rou Shijun is extremely vicious, and there is more than one reason to die, but His Majesty must squeeze someone to death with his own hands. This is not the same thing at all."

Mu Xi responded, looked at the palace in front of him, and said: "There is no interrogation without the court officer, moodiness is for indiscriminate killing."

"Your Majesty is sensible. It is not a pity to die for a servant who made mistakes, but in the past few years, His Majesty seems to not care about anything. He has never cared about his own reputation. It was also before..."

"That servant was sent by Yan State to try to seduce His Majesty, but His Majesty found out and dealt with it directly. Who knew that His Majesty did it for Jing Guo, and it was rumored that His Majesty killed him because the people around him didn't say anything flattering. People were dragged down and killed."

In these matters, His Majesty is like... like...

Mu Xi tightened his fingers, Jing Cheng seemed to give up on himself, he couldn't die, but let himself die slowly like this.

Mu Xi sped up again, and when he got to the door, he heard the sound of the porcelain inside being shattered all over the floor. He lay down by the door and gasped for several breaths before he called out to Jing Cheng.

"Jingcheng, stop."

Inside the room, all the utensils on the table were swept to the ground. A thin man knelt on the table, his slender neck was pinched tightly, and he grabbed his neck with both hands, trying to get some air back.

Even at this moment, his eyes were still full of resentment, and after hearing the voice, he stared closely at the person who came in.

Standing in front of the case, Jing Cheng tightly strangled the neck of the person involved, as long as he squeezed lightly again, the person would die instantly.

The moment he saw Mu Xi, he took a step to the right, standing between Rou Shijun and Mu Xi, so as not to dirty his eyes.

"If you don't have a good rest, what are you doing here? Who told you to come, go back quickly." Jing Cheng said anxiously.

Mu Xi walked into the house unswervingly, grabbed Jing Cheng's raised hand, "Let go."

Jing Cheng: "He wants to kill you."

"He's a murderer, and that's not the only thing he did. He should be handed over to the Ting Wei for interrogation, conviction, and punishment, instead of you strangling him to death."

"What's the difference?" Jing Cheng's hands tightened, his eyes were full of murderousness, "If you want to kill him, you can't wait for a moment."

Mu Xi held onto the person's hand tightly, fearing that if he let go, the person in Jing Cheng's hand would die.

Jing Cheng's spirit was not right at this time, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't calm down, as if he had been greatly stimulated.

He could only save the country with curves, stroked Jing Cheng's tense arms, and said, "The victim is me, you have to satisfy my curiosity, let me ask why."

Mu Xi directly hugged Jing Cheng's arm, not letting him use any more force, "Huh? Right, Jing Cheng, I want to know."

Hearing this, Jing Cheng came back to his senses, let go of his hands and threw the man on the ground, "After you listen, he will die immediately."

He ran over just after taking the medicine, he was still out of breath, and he had to save the person who was going to kill him under Jing Cheng's hands.

too difficult.

In fact, Mu Xi didn't really want to know, he didn't care at all, but as a way to delay the attack, he could only ask step by step: "We haven't met each other, we have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in the near future, why do you want to kill me?"

Rou Shijun turned his head to one side in disdain, not ready to answer.

Jing Cheng said coldly, "He asks you to answer, otherwise the isolated horse will make you often feel like you can't die."

The person lying on the ground trembled, and looked at Mu Xi fiercely, his eyes were full of viciousness.

Mu Xi was so stared at that she felt uncomfortable all over, and when she heard a human voice, she was stopped by Jing Cheng into her arms at the same time.

"What a innocent person, do you still remember that you stand high like a god who saves people from water and fire, but you don't even look at the foolish people you save. How are you different from the person who bullied me? Huh?"

That voice, hoarse, "Who wants you to be a good person and a hero, so what if you helped me, who do you really think you can save?"

Mu Xi's eyes widened in disbelief, and she asked, "You're just, just because I didn't look at you that day."

"That's right, I also killed Mrs. Lan's running dog. I offended her that day. If I don't kill her, she will come and kill me." Knowing that he must die, he was already broken.

Jing Cheng protected him behind him, "You should die."

Mu Xi rushed out from behind, pressed down Jing Cheng's hand, and said seriously: "Don't do it, let me do it myself."

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