Is the prince abolished today?

That night, Wei Zhao changed into night clothes and quietly sneaked into the Mingde Hall where King Jing and his party lived.

After searching around, Wei Zhao set his sights on a small lit courtyard to the west.He crouched on the opposite roof and listened carefully. After a while, the courtyard door opened with a creak, and King Jing came out from inside.

King Jing was still wearing a solemn dress, obviously he went straight into this small courtyard without even changing his clothes after the banquet.The courtyard door was closed immediately, and there were no other people, but the lights in the courtyard were still on, obviously people lived there.

Wei Zhao wanted to find out, but unexpectedly, as soon as he got close to the courtyard wall, he keenly noticed that there were many masters who were good at hiding breath densely around the courtyard.If you act rashly, your whereabouts will be exposed.Wei Zhao had no choice but to jump back to the opposite roof. After waiting for about half an hour, there was finally a little movement in the courtyard.Soon, the courtyard door opened again, and a maid came out carrying a tray, which was filled with bottles and jars of different sizes.

The maid walked skillfully through the night with the tray, twisted and turned, and finally entered the backyard kitchen, and poured all the bottles and jars into a bamboo basket used to discard rotten vegetable leaves.

Wei Zhao followed all the way. After the maid left, he opened the door and entered. He picked up a porcelain bottle from the bamboo basket and smelled it. He felt a smell of medicinal herbs lingering in his nose, but he couldn't identify what it was. He pondered for a moment. He picked up all those bottles and put them in his arms.

After leaving the kitchen, Wei Zhao turned to the roof opposite the small courtyard again. Just as he approached, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting in the dense night, which was in the direction of the small courtyard.

Wei Zhao speeded up and flew towards the ridge of the roof. When he opened his eyes, he saw a cold light flickering in the sky above the small courtyard. A dozen or so black shadows were surrounding three other black shadows in the middle.Soon, several black shadows sprang up from the courtyard and joined the battle. Seeing that something was wrong, the three people who were trapped threw a pistol and fled towards the posthouse.

Those masters who were in charge of guarding the small courtyard were not bothered to fight. Seeing people fleeing, they scattered and hibernated quietly again.When the post guards heard the movement and hurried over, the air was dead silent, and there was no trace of a fierce battle.

Wei Zhao stayed for a while longer, knowing that the secrets in this small courtyard could not be unraveled in a short while, and he needed to think of another plan, so he left quietly.

……

After coming out of the hunting garden, Mu Yun felt a little uncomfortable, and when Gao Jili helped him all the way into the carriage, he collapsed on the couch dripping with cold sweat, without any extra strength.

"Is Your Highness feeling better? Do you want the servant to report to His Majesty and send an imperial physician?"

Gao Jili asked worriedly through the car door.His Highness's complexion was really bad, and he was very worried.But His Royal Highness has always been very taboo about inviting an imperial physician, and Gao Jili dare not make decisions without authorization.

Mu Yun curled up on the couch with a little confusion, his brows were tightly frowned, his forehead, face, hands and feet were all covered with sweat.Hearing this, the young man tried his best to suppress the bloodshot eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's nothing, don't worry about me."

"No, don't disturb the others."

Another burst of severe pain surged from the depths of his dantian, the young man bit his lips tightly, and the five fingers of his right hand tightly grasped the thin blanket under his body, his slender face was so pale that it was almost transparent.After a long time, the pain gradually faded away.

The carriage was still bumping fast, the young man opened his eyes, staring at the swaying roof, panting heavily, as if he was fished out of the water.

A strange red blood line slowly emerged from the left arm again, spreading from the middle finger all the way up, with a blue light at the edge.However, this time the length of the blood line directly spread over the elbow, which was longer than last time.

Mu Yun tilted his head, stared blankly at the blood line for a moment, then put down his snow sleeves, shrunk in, and curled himself up even tighter.

It has been three years, and this is the first time that he suddenly fell ill without any external stimuli, nor did he tamper with that internal force...

He knew that it was that person who had come.

That sachet... the sachet that King Jing brought last night exudes a strange smell and lulls his mind into chaos, it must have been made by him.

That devil always knows how to handle his sore spots easily.

Today... Heh, today King Jing deliberately brought up the matter of listening in public, is it the second great gift?

Mu Yun closed his eyes tiredly again, but his long eyelashes could not stop trembling slightly.

He knew that this day would come sooner or later, and he also knew that he was doomed to sink into the darkness, he was just a little unwilling.What is it that you are not reconciled to.The young man was thinking about it in a daze, but he couldn't figure out why.

He's so tired, he needs a good night's sleep before thinking about this complicated issue.

Ever since master cheap returned to Beijing, he really likes to think more and more wildly.Master Cheap... muttering these four words, the young man was startled, as if catching a ray of sunlight in the darkness, his eyelashes stopped trembling abruptly.

At this moment, the carriage happened to be driving on a deserted street, and Gao Jili saw that His Highness had not moved since he said those two sentences, and he was worried, when he suddenly saw a black shadow jumping down from the high wall in front of him, he was frightened out of his wits, Exclaimed: "There are assassins, hurry up..."

Wei Zhao who just came out of the posthouse: "..."

"It's Ben Hou."

Wei Zhao took off his mask, revealing a handsome face.

"Marquis Dingbei?!"

Gao Jili rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and the soldiers of the Prince's Mansion, who had already drawn out their swords and prepared to meet the enemy, also looked at each other in blank dismay, and hastily put away their weapons.

"Master Hou, this is...?"

"There's a case to be investigated, so it's inconvenient to reveal your identity." Wei Zhao said briefly, then glanced at the closed car door, and asked, "His Highness is inside? Why are you returning home now?"

"Yes. After the banquet, His Majesty left His Highness, several princes and Prince Jing to talk for a while, so it was late."

Gao Jili was calm on the face, but secretly complained in his heart, why does His Highness meet Dingbeihou every time he gets sick?What the hell is this.Gao Jili was afraid that Wei Zhao would get into the carriage to see His Highness on the spur of the moment, so he hurriedly said, "Just on the way back, Your Highness is a little..."

"I'm fine, it's just that I'm a little sleepy on the road."

Before Gao Jili finished speaking, the door of the carriage was suddenly opened from the inside, and the young man poked his head out. Except for the wet black hair and a pale complexion, nothing unusual could be seen.

Wei Zhao bowed politely: "I have seen Your Highness."

"Marquis Wei doesn't need to be too polite."

The young man glanced at the night clothes on Wei Zhao: "Is Marquis Wei alone? Why don't you take Gu's carriage and take Wei Marquis back to his residence alone. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for Marquis Wei to walk on the street in this outfit."

Wei Zhao thought for a while, and said, "That's fine. Then I will thank Your Highness."

The young man's eyes lit up, he leaned on the couch, tried his best to hide his sickness, and sat down on the side.Wei Zhao jumped into the carriage and sat on the other side.

The carriage continued to roll.

Wei Zhao looked at the young man sitting across from him, and found that the boy was very quiet tonight, and he talked less, with cold sweat still remaining on his forehead, so he couldn't help asking: "Your Highness is not feeling well?"

Mu Yun subconsciously shrank his left hand into his snow sleeve and said, "Gu is fine."

Naturally, this little action couldn't escape Wei Zhao's eyes. Wei Zhao caught a glimpse of blood flashing between the young man's fingers, frowned and said, "Your Highness's hand is injured?"

Mu Yun shook his head quickly, tried his best to steady his breath, and said, "It's just that I was accidentally cut off by an arrow when I threw the pot today, it's not a serious problem."

After answering, he stopped talking and completely hid his left hand in his sleeve.

Being used to this little brat's clinginess, Wei Zhao was not used to the current situation.I thought to myself, could this brat still hate him because of the sachet?

Thinking of this, Wei Zhao subconsciously glanced at the young man's empty waist.

He really didn't expect that this brat really didn't have a sachet to wear.Even if there is no gift from the elders, wouldn't the Department of Clothes rush to make a batch of sachets every year? How could there be no such a brat.At the Dragon Boat Festival in the past two days, except for Emperor Changping and King Jing who came from central Sichuan, it seemed that everyone wore sachets.Shouldn't he forcefully ask for that sachet back...

But Wei Zhao quickly rejected this idea.

If he doesn't get it back, with this little brat's virtue, within a few days, all civil and military officials in the court will know that he is a female celebrity.

As for King Jing, Wei Zhao suddenly remembered the sachet that King Jing had brought all the way, and also remembered the absurd rumors he had heard from the officials of the Ministry of War.

"King Jing seems to care about His Highness very much."

Wei Zhao tentatively said something.

After a while of silence, the boy shook his head lightly, his tone full of indifference and disgust: "Gu doesn't know him at all."

Aware of the strong resistance of the young man opposite to this topic, Wei Zhao wisely stopped asking more questions, but became more and more certain that there should be some kind of entanglement between King Jing and the little prince that outsiders don't know about.

Not necessarily that rumor.

Because in Wei Zhao's view, that rumor is indeed a little ridiculous.

Wei Zhao once again turned his attention to Mu Yun, thinking, this little brat seems to have something very serious on his mind tonight, could it really have something to do with King Jing?

"Marquis Wei... what case are you going to investigate tonight?"

When Wei Zhao's thoughts were racing, the boy on the opposite side suddenly spoke again, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to catch that Di Ting killer who sneaked into the imperial capital?"

Wei Zhao nodded: "That's right."

"Did Marquis Wei catch him?"

"Not yet."

"If Marquis Wei catches the killer, what will he do with him?"

"Nature disposes of it as it should."

"How to deal with it?"

Wei Zhao paused, and said: "First force a confession, uproot Di Ting, and then kill."

The carriage suddenly fell silent.

Seeing that the brat stopped talking again, Wei Zhao thought it was because his tone was too cold just now, which frightened him, so he slowed down his tone and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will worry about these matters for you, Your Highness, don't worry too much about it." concern."

"Ah."

After a while, the young man nodded and said, "I trust Marquis Wei alone."

……

After returning home, Mu Yun didn't take a bath, and locked himself in the bookstore directly, not allowing anyone to approach.

The moonlight is like water, which leaks in through the window and shines on the young man sitting with his knees hugged under the south window.

Gao Jili stood far outside the pavilion, looking back at the brightly lit book pavilion from time to time, and then sighed.Recently, His Highness's strange illness seems to have occurred more frequently. I hope that His Highness can get through it safely and nothing major will happen.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, a thin and short figure appeared outside the bookstore again, printing a blurred shadow on the window.

"Cough cough."

The eunuch seemed to be injured, covered his lips with his hands and coughed twice, Fang said pitifully: "His Royal Highness, this time, my subordinates really did their best, and even threw in many hidden stakes that were usually reluctant to use. , but there are too many masters around King Jing. As soon as his subordinates approached that small courtyard, they were brutally besieged. Cough cough, if it weren’t for the fate of the subordinates, I’m afraid they wouldn’t have the chance to come back to see His Highness. Your Highness, are you sure? I saw that this subordinate was stabbed three times on his bare arm, and he is still dripping blood. This subordinate is actually dizzy with blood, but for His Highness, this subordinate still worked hard to overcome his fear. His loyalty to His Highness is beyond heaven and earth. You can learn from the sun and the moon."

After Mu Yun listened expressionlessly, he said in a hoarse voice, "Go, you don't have to come here again in the future."

"Gu, I will solve it myself."

The eunuch became anxious when he heard this: "Is Your Highness blaming this subordinate for his incompetence? In this way, Your Highness, don't be angry, wait for this subordinate to go back to reorganize his troops, and break into him again..."

"No need!"

The boy's eyes were bloodshot, and he said impatiently: "Don't you understand Gu's words, get out!"

The eunuch really panicked now, and said sadly: "But this subordinate is ordered to protect His Highness..."

"roll!"

The young man took a quick breath, the bottom of his eyes was bloodshot, and both pupils glowed strangely.

"Yes Yes."

The eunuch didn't dare to force it, so he had to retreat unwillingly.

……

After Wei Zhao returned to the mansion, he quickly tidied up and changed his clothes, then entered the palace overnight, and handed over the pile of bottles and jars to the imperial doctor on duty at the Imperial Hospital.

The imperial doctor checked them one by one, and said in surprise: "Cinnabar, blood stone, red cliff, Jiuqi grass, manjusri...these are all alchemy things."

Manjushri?

Wei Zhao frowned.No wonder he felt a faintly familiar smell in it, it turned out to be Manjushri!