On the wedding night, the prince asked me to see an andrologist

Chapter 514: It’s not under my control
The main room was occupied by a middle-aged man. Ning Muqing had observed that the caravan should be dominated by him, so he naturally went straight to the middle-aged man.

Ning Muqing didn't have much time and was too lazy to deal with the middle-aged man, so she simply pulled out a dagger and put it against his neck, threatening him directly.

The middle-aged man had no strength at all and was just an ordinary person. When he felt the cold blade across his neck, his whole body froze and he nodded vigorously in fear.

Ning Muqing grabbed his hair and slowly loosened it a little, keeping it in a state that would not affect his speech but could be pressed down at any time.

The middle-aged man almost suffocated under the quilt, gasping for air, "Who are you?"

"Stop being so nagging!"

Ning Muqing pushed the blade in warning, "Hand over the antidote for the dead soldier's poisonous needle!"

She worked so hard just to find the antidote.

The middle-aged man said in horror, "What antidote, I, I don't know!"

"The dead soldiers of the Chen Kingdom who are following you have poisonous needles in their wrist guards. Don't you know? Where is the antidote for that poisonous needle?"

Ning Muqing said coldly, "If you keep pretending to be stupid, I won't take your head!"

"and many more……"

The middle-aged man felt the piercing murderous intent in her body, and his hair stood up in fear.

Speaking very fast, "I really don't know! I don't control what they have on them. Even if it's really poisonous, the antidote won't be on me. I'm just a little person who takes orders and runs errands. How could there be such a thing!"

Ning Muqing paused, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Really! If I dare to lie, my whole family will die without a burial place!" The middle-aged man was afraid that Ning Muqing would not do what he wanted, so he chopped off his head directly. In a life-and-death crisis, he confessed without hesitation.

He is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Ning Muqing sneered, "So, your life is useless, why not..."

The middle-aged man said in horror, "Don't kill me, I'm still useful!"

Ning Muqing said, "What are you good for?"

Middle-aged man, "..."

He was immediately stopped by the question and choked and trembled all over.

"It seems you are really afraid of death. I thought everyone in your caravan was as tough as Yan Fugui!"

Those who dare to love and have strong bones are all dead soldiers, but the middle-aged man, as the leader, is very afraid of death.

The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat.

"It turns out you killed Yan Fugui, how brave you are!"

Ning Muqing sneered and said, "You are not as courageous as you. You can reach Zhou State with your hands, and you are not afraid of being chopped off!"

This statement obviously means something.

The middle-aged man was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat and suddenly did not dare to speak.

Ning Muqing asked, "You said the antidote to the dead man's poisonous needle is not on you, but who is it on?"

The middle-aged man stammered, "We don't have any use for that kind of thing, and the adults above won't allow us to touch it, as long as we obey orders and do things."

Ning Muqing interrogated a few more words, frowning secretly.

She could see that the middle-aged man did not lie in order to save his life.

But he really didn't know much.

In order to ensure safety, the people behind them will hand over everything to the dead.

Ning Muqing was speechless, "So, you have been working for Chen Guo for so many years, but you have never seen the master behind the scenes?"

The middle-aged man said in fear, "I have seen it before. Every time there is a transaction, the master will come out in person. However, he only directs behind the screen and never shows his face. There are many experts around him to protect him. We don't dare to force it." "

It's really well hidden.

In this way, we have to wait until the official transaction is completed before we can know the true identity of this "mastermind behind the scenes".

Ning Muqing's eyes turned cold, and she almost understood.

The middle-aged man is a front for the caravan and a shield for the mastermind behind the scenes.

It is no different from "Yan Fugui".

If nothing goes wrong, they can handle all matters of the transaction in front of the stage, which is convenient and trouble-free.

If something goes wrong, the mastermind behind the scenes can abandon his soldiers to save his carriage, abandon the entire caravan, and escape calmly, and no one can catch him.

After all, this person never appeared in public from beginning to end, and even the caravan didn't know what he looked like. The dead soldiers who followed the caravan not only provided protection, but also were responsible for breaking up the rear.

When necessary, he could even order the dead men to kill everyone in the caravan and then commit suicide by taking poison, leaving no one alive.

Kill the mouth completely.

Such a ruthless and shrewd arrangement.

Among the Chen people she knows, only Chen Rong, the crown prince of Chen, likes this kind of calculation that leaves no room for room, and all aspects of it are calculated incisively and vividly.

Ning Muqing's eyes dimmed, "Your transaction is for 'His Highness of Chen State'. Who is this 'His Highness'?"

The middle-aged man was horrified, "How, how did you know?"

"I'm asking you now, you don't care how I know!"

Ning Muqing said coldly, "Be honest!"

The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat, "I don't know who your highness is." Ning Muqing slashed his neck with a knife and said coldly, "You try to fool me again?"

"I didn't fool you!"

The middle-aged man was so frightened that he almost pissed himself.

"We really don't know! His Highness is just an honorific title. Occasionally we receive instructions from His Majesty that mention Your Highness. Over time, we all know that His Highness is the real master behind Your Majesty. It was he who single-handedly established the caravan and we are here. These people eat one meal at a time.

But even so, we really don't know who 'Your Highness' is!

This kind of high-ranking big shot is not from the same world as us, the little ants who work hard to earn money. How can we dare to inquire casually? "

The middle-aged man burst into tears when he spoke, but his expression didn't look like he was lying.

Ning Muqing asked, "Is he from the Chen Kingdom?"

The middle-aged man hesitated, "It should be so..."

Ning Muqing was unhappy, "Should?"

The middle-aged man was about to cry, "I'm not sure either. I just heard the adult's tone sounded like this, so I didn't dare to ask any more questions."

The corners of Ning Muqing's mouth twitched slightly, she was really ignorant.

Without even knowing who the master behind him was, he dared to work for others and engage in such a stupid business as helping Chen Guo smuggle.

But think about it, it wouldn't be surprising if it was Chen Rong, the crown prince of Chen State, behind this.

After all, he has his own abilities and skills, and there is never a shortage of people around him who are willing to work hard for him.

"I've said everything I need to say, can you let me go now?" the middle-aged man said impatiently.

He was still lying on the bed in a state of embarrassment, with a dagger hanging across his neck. His shoulder was pierced by the dagger and twisted in a circle, leaving a hole. Blood gushes out, soaking a large area of ​​the quilt beneath him.

This type of injury is extremely difficult to stop bleeding.

Due to excessive blood loss, the middle-aged man only felt dizzy, his hands and feet were cold and weak, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Even if Ning Muqing didn't kill him, his life would be in danger if the injury stopped bleeding.

"By the way, I have to tell you something."

Ning Muqing raised the corners of her lips and revealed a cruel smile, "You have revealed things that should not be revealed. Even if I don't kill you, do you really think you can leave Zhou Kingdom alive?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed and he said excitedly, "I didn't reveal it, you knew it yourself!"

To be precise, the middle-aged man did not reveal any important information.

Because he doesn't know much.

It's a pity that he was unlucky and bumped into Ning Muqing.

Ning Muqing knew a lot, and combined with the information at hand, through guesswork, coaxing and deception, the middle-aged man unknowingly revealed everything he knew.

"If you say you don't have it, who would believe it?"

Ning Muqing said coolly, "I would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go. Isn't that the consistent style of the master behind you?"

The middle-aged man was speechless, ""

He was angry, panicked and scared, "What on earth do you want?!"

Ning Muqing said, "Don't you want to die? I will show you a way to survive."

The middle-aged man lost his voice, "What?"

"Cooperate with me." Ning Muqing said firmly, "I will protect you from death!"

Middle-aged man, "..."

A quarter of an hour later.

Ning Muqing went to a cliff near the river pier.

……

Meanwhile, on the cliff.

In the dark night, a team of hundreds of people was well-trained, with alert expressions and sharp eyes.

There was only a thin middle-aged man in the group, looking frightened and trembling.

He was held up by two young men, with heavy handcuffs on his hands and feet. They walked all the way through the mountain road, grinding his hands and feet until they were bloody.

Big drops of cold sweat fell from the middle-aged man's head. He was so tired that his eyesight turned black and he didn't dare to say a word.

There was only one reason why he was so frightened.

Chu Lixuan!
"Is this where the delivery takes place?" A low, cold voice sounded.

The man's tall figure walked slowly forward, and under the light of the torch, it was covered with thick shadows.

The middle-aged man trembled all over, as if he heard the devil's voice. He stammered and nodded in fear: "Yes, my lord, we are just ahead!"

Chu Lixuan glanced at him with his narrow eyes.

The middle-aged man almost knelt on the ground at this sight: "Your Majesty, I dare not lie, it's the front!"

"Is this all that a collaborator with the enemy can do?" Chu Lixuan sneered.

The middle-aged man was trembling, and his whole face was soaked with cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)