The Concubine's Conspiracy: Rebirth of the Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 193 Could It Be Jealous

In Yanyu Building, in the box on the second floor, Nangong Jingli and Liu Suifeng sat together quietly.

Nangong Jingli was still wearing a gold-rimmed python robe, her knife-like facial features were still handsome and handsome, but her complexion was slightly gloomy, crumpled, cold and hard mixed with a little bit of fatigue.

"Why, there is still no news from you?" Liu Suifeng gently picked up the old jade pot, poured a glass of wine for Nangong Jingli, put down the jade pot, and asked with raised eyebrows, his long and narrow peach blossom eyes flickered The slightest doubt.

No need to ask, judging by Nangong Jingli's face, there is no progress, but, "Li, since the body has been confirmed, it is time to go all out to investigate and arrest the murderer. Why did you ask me to send someone to help you find Jun Jinglan? You Doubt Jun Jinglan...it's understandable, but is there any evidence?"

"Last time I asked you, but you didn't answer. Now half a month has passed, and there is still no news from our people. Are you sure we will continue to search?"

Seeing Nangong Jingli blindly raising his glass to drink to himself, Liu Suifeng's handsome face turned dark, "Nangong Jingli, you owe me an explanation, don't keep talking!"

"My explanation is that, but there is no explanation." Nangong Jingli raised his head and glanced at Liu Suifeng, said something lightly, and drank the wine again.

Liu Suifeng waved his hand, snatched the wine glass from his hand, threw it on the table, and said, "What do you mean by your explanation is that there is no explanation? Please explain to me exactly what's going on."

Glancing at Nangong Jingli, Liu Suifeng said: "You are not the kind of person who would be reckless. If there is no reason, you will never do this. Tell me, tell me clearly, otherwise you don't want to leave Yanyu Tower today."

"If the king says there is no, then there is no."

There was a hint of anger in the voice, Nangong Jingli's eyes flickered slightly, and he recalled the girl's pointed eyes again in his mind, and couldn't help being a little dazed, he was really crazy, he would actually believe a girl's eyes, this It's ridiculous.

Even he himself feels a little unbelievable when he thinks about it now, but he really believes it.But so far, he has found nothing.

Luo Wuyou, could it be that this king guessed your meaning wrongly?

"What did you say, what did you guess wrong about what Luo Wuyou meant?"

Liu Suifeng's surprised voice brought Nangong Jingli back to his senses in an instant, and only then did he realize that he had been too engrossed in thinking just now, and actually said those words.Looking at Liu Suifeng's frowning and questioning eyes.

He frowned, pondered for a long time, and finally said: "This matter is all my fault, and it's all my fault that I didn't make sure..."

Nangong Jingli said the cause of the matter in a deep voice: "Now, you should understand why I said, my explanation, is there no explanation? Because everything is my imagination and guesswork, maybe, it is simply I misunderstood what she meant."

"After all, she didn't really say anything. If I had asked her to confirm it, maybe it wouldn't be..." The voice was a little depressing, and he didn't understand why he believed the girl's eyes. Is it because, in fact, in the bottom of his heart, there is always a trace of luck?
Fortunately, it wasn't Jun Jinglan who died!
"Don't say that, anyone will have such an illusion. After all, even if you want to kill Jun Jinglan, just kill him. Why should you ruin his face? It's really not normal. In terms of feeling, It always gives people the illusion that they are covering up."

There was a little shock in Liu Suifeng's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. Nangong Jingli seemed to be troubled, and frowned in thought, but he didn't notice anything strange about him.

After a pause, he said: "This is not your fault, and you don't need to blame yourself. Now, since we can't find anyone, then we will focus on arresting the murderer. The North Vietnamese envoys, at least It takes ten days to arrive, and we still have time."

Nangong Jingli's deeply locked brows did not relax at all. He got up, walked to the window, looked at the bustling market, and said in a faint voice: "Ten days, what if it is still the same after ten days? If it is still the same, this calm It will be broken, this king, I don’t want to see the frontier smoke everywhere, and the people at the border will be invaded by the flames of war again.”

"When the flames of war ignite, it is only the common people who suffer!"

"Okay, my lord, this matter will eventually come to light. Think about it, the princess Qingcheng was poisoned, and the emperor ordered the two departments to investigate. This time Jun Jinglan was assassinated, but the emperor strictly ordered the three divisions to clean up the matter together." Check, Dufu Yamen, Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple. This kind of formation is nothing more than a net of heaven and earth."

"I don't believe it anymore, I really can't find the person behind the scenes!" Liu Suifeng said, but suddenly changed the subject: "However, there have been rumors all over the place recently, so it's no wonder Luo Wuyou would She cared so much about the case and made such speculations."

Nangong Jingli was silent, her brows furrowed even deeper, yes, if the two countries were at war, what would Luo Wuyou do?

Could it be that, like herself, she was a little lucky, that's why she asked such doubtful words in the Ministry of Justice and left him with such a strange look.

But inexplicably, he always felt that there was something wrong, or, he should verify it himself.After thinking for a moment, Nangong Jingli turned and left.

"Hey, where are you going..."

Liu Suifeng didn't expect the man to leave as soon as he said he would, so he hurriedly called, but Nangong Jingli left without looking back. Then, a head came in from outside the door, but it was Liu Suifeng's little follower, Minxi .

"Master, what's wrong with the prince, why is his face so ugly?"

"Who knows, it's probably because I've held it in for too long, so I'm a little... dissatisfied with my desires!"

"Young Master, what are you talking about? There will be a shortage of women in the Palace of Li Wang, so how could Li Wang... be dissatisfied with desire?"

"Tch, you know again." Liu Suifeng curled his lips, and the handle of the jade fan hit Minxi's head: "What time is it, do you think that our great King Li will still have that mean?"

Since they don't mean that anymore, how can they be dissatisfied with their desires? Could it be that they said that the young master is a worm, or a roundworm in His Royal Highness Li Wang's belly, otherwise, how could they be so interested in the pleasures in His Royal Highness Li Wang's room? Woolen cloth?

Minxi covered her head, blinking her eyes in her heart, Liu Suifeng slammed the handle of her fan on Minxi's head again: "Don't think about anything with this young master, otherwise, Ben The young master is waiting for you with a big punishment, and you are still waiting for this young master to knock you again, right?"

"Master, where are we going?" Minxi asked pitifully, with a bitter face, rubbing the big bag on her head that was hit by her master's fan.

"Where are you going, of course I'm going to listen to the corner and do serious business."

"Young master, is it serious to listen to the corner? You must have taken a fancy to some girl again, so you want to break into someone's room to peep in the middle of the night, right?"

"What are you talking about? It's so ugly. My son is called seeing a beauty. What is peeping? You have no quality. You have to say it again. Believe it or not, I will let someone use a needle and thread to sew your mouth up immediately. .”

"No, master..."

The voice gradually faded away, and finally disappeared at the end of the corridor.

And in the wing room next to the two of them, a man in a black robe sitting in a wheelchair glanced at Liu Suifeng's back, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Master, there are so many rumors in this city, are you really not going to help the mistress?"

On the side, Qi Yan, who was wearing a bodyguard uniform, glanced at his 'unpretentious' master, frowned and said: "The same is true for the mistress, if such a big incident happened, instead of asking the master for help, she actually went to find Li Wang What's the matter? Also, the mistress is too whimsical, this Jun Jinglan is completely dead, could it be that she pointed at King Li to conjure a living person?"

After Qi Yan finished speaking, the surrounding air froze for a moment.

It almost made Qi Yan shudder a few times, knowing that what he said was too much and angered the man, he immediately closed his mouth, not daring to speak any more, but secretly guessing in his heart, the master's sudden air-conditioning, could it be that Are you jealous of King Li?

Under Rong Di's mask, his handsome face was tense, and in his eyes as bright as the sun, there were some cold stars. After a long time, he suddenly opened his lips and said, "Do you also think Jun Jinglan is dead?"

"Master, what do you mean? Do you also think Jun Jinglan is not dead?" Qi Yan stared slightly, with a hint of shock in his voice.

Rong Di's cold voice resounded in the wing room again: "It's not even as good as a woman, it seems that the king of this county should really think about whether to get someone smarter to serve him by his side!"

"master……"

Qi Yan's face was slumped, and he was speechless. Isn't the master just saying that he is stupid? Is he really that stupid? After all, he is also the master's personal bodyguard. This is a job that many people have defeated , how stupid is he?
Master, why don't we bring such an attack on people?

On the other hand, Rong Di slightly pursed her perfect lips, and her deep eyes were filled with a gloomy cold light.

Will Jun Jinglan die?
The dandy prince of North Vietnam hides very deeply. If he is really going to die, unless God wants to kill him, but how can a mere killer kill him?
Although Jun Jinglan pretended to look alike on the surface, it wasn't true after all. I still remember the bone nail he shot at him at the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Originally, it was shot directly between his browbones, but in the end it only wiped the nail. His cheek passed by, making a shallow gash.

This sensitive reaction is not at all like the reaction a dandy who doesn't know martial arts should have!

And Luo Wuyou, did she also notice it?

Otherwise, why would she believe that Jun Jinglan is not dead?
Now that rumors are spreading, the situation is beyond her control, why, she has not moved, what is she planning, why is there no action, is there really nothing to do, or is something brewing?
While Rong Di was thinking, the door of the wing room was suddenly opened, Qi Feng walked in, came to Rong Di's side, and said: "Master, the secret guard just sent the news, and the mistress just ordered someone to hand over the greeting card to Li Wang's mansion." !"

After Qi Feng's words fell, the whole room immediately felt like nine winters, and the cold wind blew up, blowing the hem of Qi Feng's clothes violently. I know why the master is suddenly furious.

Rong Di's slender fingers that were placed on the armrest of the wooden chair tightened slightly, a pair of star pupils gleamed with fierce anger, Luo Wuyou, at this time, she actually handed over a greeting card to the Li Palace?

Is she planning to ask Nangong Jingli for help?
A nameless anger suddenly rose in the man's heart: "Send an order to let the people in the dark hall search Jun Jinglan's whereabouts thoroughly, find him before everyone else, and send someone to find out the source of the rumors in the city. The king will give you three days, if you can't do it well, Jieshi will go back to the dark prison by himself!"

"Yes, master."

Qi Feng Qiyan's complexion changed drastically, and he hurried down to make arrangements, and returned to the dark prison, God, they didn't want to.I don't know what happened to the master, the mistress just handed over a letter of worship to Li Wangfu.

How could he be so angry?
Could it be, it was really as he thought, the master must be eating vinegar, this thought came to Qi Yan's mind again!
(End of this chapter)