The King of Sickness Loves Poison Concubine

Chapter 16

"Has the princess ever been in contact with someone who knows the art of black and yellow before? Or someone who knows sorcery?" Slowly turning the porcelain bottle in his hand, Feng Yancang's gentle voice entered his ears, but it seemed that there was no warmth at all.

Yue Qingli was startled, "No, it's definitely not. She lives in a remote corner of the mansion, very far away from the servant's room. During the day, the servants come and go and can see her always sitting by the window in a daze. How could there be any relationship with outsiders?" The timing of the contact? My lord, this must be a misunderstanding."

Feng Yancang looked up at Yue Qingli, who was a little panicked, with a smile on the corner of his lips, "It should be that this king made a mistake. This king still has something to do, next time I have questions, I will trouble Yue Shishu."

"Don't dare, my lord, you are busy, I will leave now." Yue Qingli bowed and made a big salute, stepped back and left.

Open the porcelain bottle and pour out a pill.The brownish-red color exuded a medicinal fragrance, pinched it with two fingers and looked at it, and then put it into the mouth decisively.Closing his eyes, Feng Yancang frowned slightly, this medicine is really bitter!

At noon, the cloudless sun was blazing.Feng Yancang walked slowly towards the Changqing Pavilion, before approaching, he could smell a strange fragrance and a strong smell of wine floating in the air intermittently.

Walking to the gate of Changqing Pavilion, more than a dozen people have already gathered in the yard.These excellent guards are currently busy, using fine iron brazing and wood to build a frame in the middle of the yard, and the work is about to be completed.

Qi Feng and the other three walked to the shelf with Qi Jian, who was staring blankly and buzzing in his mouth, and the other four or five guards jumped to the top of the shelf. They worked together to hold Qi Jian face down tightly. Strapped on a shelf.

Ding Dong took a silver basin and walked under the shelf. There was something burning and smoking in the silver basin, and the strange fragrance came from the burning things in the basin.Put the basin facing Qi Jian's face, so that the smoke can be blown to his face in large quantities.

A large vat of spirits was carried by two guards and placed under the shelf. It was aimed at Qi Jian's chest. After all this was done, the redundant people backed away, with a few bruises on his face. Qi Feng jumped onto the shelf and got ready. .

Qi Feng's face was slapped when Qi Jian fell ill last night. They wrapped him tightly with iron chains and still managed to free him with a hand.As a result, seven or eight guards swarmed up to restrain Qi Jian's arm.

Fortunately, the people from Yuechu solved the Gu today. If it really happened a few more times, he might not be the only one with bruised nose and swollen face.No one can stop Qi Jian who is going crazy.

Yue Churen, who had been standing at the door of the room, walked over slowly and stopped one meter away from the shelf where Qi Jian was hanging.He raised his hand behind his back, holding a small flute made of purple bamboo in his hand.

Putting it on his lips, the next moment a single sound came out, and Qi Jian, who was hanging on the shelf, let out a muffled snort.

The people standing in the distance were silent, Feng Yancang looked at Yue Churen, his deep phoenix eyes seemed like a deep pool.He looked at her trying to see some flaws, but Naihe had no flaws at all, she was full of confidence, and she could easily solve the situation in front of her, even it was nothing in her eyes.

So what does she care about?What will you be afraid of?Feng Yancang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a light flashed in the depths of the pupils, the sedan chair!

What is the secret of the sedan chair?Zhan Ning almost took apart the sedan chair, but found nothing.All Feng Yancang's perplexity and the joy of prying into the things Yue Churen cares about flashed away in those beautiful eyes.

The people in Yuechu over there were still playing the flute, and there was no melody or tune, one single note, but every time the single note was played, Qi Jian over there would make a painful sound.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute became harsh, and Qi Jian began to struggle on the shelf.Standing on the shelf, Qi Feng looked nervous, looking at Yue Churen from time to time, waiting for her to give him instructions.

After a long while, Yue Churen finally raised his eyes to look at Qi Feng. Qi Feng made an instant movement, leaning down half of his body, with a sharp dagger in his hand gleaming, and made a deep cut precisely at the position of Qi Jian's heart. Qi Jian's whole body was as tense as a bowstring.

The sound of the flute was piercing and coherent, like a magic sound, and the other people in the yard couldn't help but frown.

However, Qi Jian over there had a reaction. He roared in a hoarse voice, and there were dark things wriggling under the slashed flesh of his heart, popping out one by one with the piercing flute sound.It got out of the skin and fell into the wine tank below with a squeaking sound, which made the scalp numb in the listener.

More and more small insects protruded from Qi Jian's body, and the faces of those seven-foot men standing in the yard were ashen.Feng Yancang also frowned slightly, hearing the thousands of creaking sounds in the wine vat gathered together, a layer of goose bumps appeared on his arms.

Suddenly, the ear-piercing flute sound changed to an irregular monotone. With the change of the flute sound, Qi Jian, who was hanging on the shelf, also relaxed.The place where the heart was cut open gradually dripped blood, but very little.

The sound of the flute stopped, and Yue Churen looked at the pale-faced Qi Feng, and couldn't help but smile, "Okay, let's untie him and carry him away." Some bugs scared these men like this, which is interesting .

Qi Feng came back to his senses, and other people also stepped forward to help, but they all stayed away from the wine vat, the creaking sound inside could be heard endlessly, just listening to that sound, they definitely didn't want to take a second look.

They carried Qi Jian away, and quickly removed the temporary shelf, and the Yue Chu people walked towards the wine tank.

Ding Dong hid in the corner a long time ago. This was the scariest scene she had ever seen since she was a child. Although it was over, her thoughts were still stuck in the scene where the black bug came out of Qi Jian's body.

"What about these things?" There were only three people left in the yard, Ding Dong and Feng Yan Cang stood far away.Seeing Yue Churen standing next to the wine tank and looking down with a smile on his face, Feng Yancang's eyebrows furrowed even tighter.Knowing that she is not afraid of anything, but there is no need to still laugh when seeing such disgusting things.

"You come to see?" Turning his head to look at Feng Yancang's disgusted look, Yue Churen laughed and beckoned him to come over.

Feng Yancang shook his head firmly, this was the first time he had refused Yue Churen, "No need."

Yue Churen was overjoyed, shaking his shoulders, then turned around and walked aside to pick up an iron plate, which was just big enough to cover the wine tank.

Feng Yancang looked at her, wondering what she was going to do next.

Taking a few steps back, he picked up the purple bamboo flute again, took a deep breath, and the sharp and piercing sound of the flute reverberated in the courtyard like a magic sound.Feng Yancang couldn't help backing away, Ding Dong also covered his ears.

However, at this moment, there was a bang bang crackling sound in the sealed wine tank, and along with the piercing flute sound, the cracking sound overwhelmed the other.

The two tormenting sounds lasted for a stick of incense before they stopped. After the flute left his mouth, Yue Churen sat down on the ground and gasped, "I'm exhausted."

(End of this chapter)